Days passed one by one, and three months later, Luo Qiao completed all of his preliminary scientific research experiments and submitted an application to enter the clinical trial stage. He could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

This day was the day she went to the hospital to see patients. Although Luo Qiao was young, she had a reputation before she went abroad, and many people came to see her, most of whom were told by word of mouth.

After a busy morning, she looked at the medical students who were doing their internship with her and asked, "How many numbers are left outside?"

Xiao Zhang smiled and said, "Director, there are five patients outside the door. Are you tired?"

Luo Qiao shook her head slightly and said, "Call the next person."

Luo Qiao usually spends the morning in the outpatient clinic, eats in the hospital cafeteria, and then goes to the inpatient department in the afternoon. If there is a surgery, she will arrange the time in advance.

The last person to come in was a young man in his twenties, who was supported in. He briefly described his condition: he had suffered from recurrent lower back pain for more than four years, and had been receiving treatment for lumbar muscle strain, but after repeated treatments, the results were not very good.

After Luo Qiao examined him repeatedly and asked some questions, she felt that this disease might need further investigation.

She explained her diagnosis to the patient and continued, "If you want to confirm it further, you need to take an X-ray of the lumbar spine and base of the bone, and do a few laboratory tests to confirm it."

The family member who accompanied the patient, the patient's mother, asked with red eyes: "How much do these tests cost? We have been treating this disease for the past few years. If it is too expensive, our family really cannot afford it."

Luo Qiao saw the young man's depressed mood, and heard him look up and say, "Mom, we can't treat this disease. Let's leave it to fate. I can't drag down the family anymore."

As soon as she said this, the woman burst into tears.

Luo Qiao could understand how the two felt now. This was the reality faced by poor families. They could not handle the slightest disturbance at home.

Before, Luo Qiao had asked Xu Shifan to help alleviate poverty through education, donate to build schools and subsidize poor students from poor families in poor areas, but now she has more ideas in her mind.

The mother and son wiped their tears and prepared to pack up and leave.

Luo Qiao said, "Wait a minute, if you don't treat this disease, it will get worse."

The woman cried, "We know that, but our family can't afford such a large sum of money. We can't do anything about it. We are poor. This is his fate."

Luo Qiao quickened the pace of packing her things and looked up at the young man: "Your name is Zeng Liang, right? It's noon now, you should come with me to the cafeteria to eat first.

I have a friend who is a kind-hearted person. After dinner, I will help you contact him. Then a professional person will come to talk to you. You just need to provide relevant information and register. As long as you meet their assistance conditions, they will subsidize your medical treatment. "

After hearing this, the mother and son of the Zeng family stood there in disbelief. Zeng Liang's mother murmured in a low voice: "Oh my God, is there such a good thing?"

The intern doctor next to him knew that since Director Luo had said so, this good thing must be here, so he smiled and reminded them, "Why don't you thank our director quickly? You guys are really lucky."

Zeng Liang's mother also reacted at this time. The doctors in the big hospital would definitely not joke with them about this matter. She almost knelt down to Luo Qiao. Fortunately, Luo Qiao was quick to support her and said, "Don't do this. If you do this, it's not thanking me, it's hurting me.

You don't have to thank me. When you are better in the future, just work hard to give back to society. When you see others in trouble, remember to lend a hand and pass on love."

Zeng Liang was so excited when he heard this: "Doctor Luo, don't worry. If I can recover, I will work hard. When I have the ability in the future, I will learn from your friends and work hard to give back to society as you said."

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Luo Qiao nodded with relief: "Well said."

(End of this chapter)