Chapter 147

After confirming her death, Yi Jiaxin collapsed on the ground.

Yang Xiaotian didn't go to comfort Yi Jiaxin, death, this is every doctor's only way, no comfort, also can't comfort.

You have to get out of the shadow of death. If you can't get out, don't be a doctor. It's not for you.

what? You said you wanted to be an immortal doctor.

Don't be naive, kid.

Not to mention all kinds of emergency, but all kinds of cancer, can you cure it?

Doctors try to snatch patients from death, but doctors are not God. They can increase your survival rate at most. But when the time comes, doctors can't help it.

You can make a fuss and say, I paid, why can't it be cured?

What's more, doctor, if you can't cure the disease, what's your use?

But the fact is that medicine is still developing. In the past 100 years, colds and fever can kill people, and tuberculosis is basically an incurable disease. But now? Tuberculosis is no longer a big problem.

That's what doctors are for.

At least you don't have to fight a fever, and your family doesn't have to pray to Bodhisattva that you get better soon. You can take medicine and hang water.

One hundred years ago, tuberculosis could not be cured, but now it can be cured.

Now cancer can't be cured. What will happen in 100 years?

Medicine is also developing, and doctors are also a crucial part of this development.

The truth is this truth, but the patient's family members don't understand it.

Or, they understand, but they just don't want to understand.

This country is often ruled by noise. Crying children have sugar to eat. If I die, it's OK. If I make noise, I can make a house.

Some people eat the sweet, as long as the back of the evil people, can not make it?

A few days ago, there was news that a student died at home, and his family drove the child to school overnight.

Why?

I just want to steal some money from the school.

When Yang Xiaotian looked at the time, he said in a slow tone: "time of death, 3:42 pm!" At the same time, the family members blew up the nest.

The middle-aged woman pounced directly on the old man and cried, "Dad, my poor dad, you said you were a good person. How did you come to the hospital and say you didn't have it?"

The shackles of the middle-aged man have been untied. He dare not attack Yang Xiaotian, so he calls directly.

"Second, it's me. My father has gone... OK, stop the ink. Come on, just in the first municipal hospital. Bring more people..."

"Uncle, it's me. My father went to the first municipal hospital!"

"Nephew, is your father there? Your grandfather has gone... "

One call after another.

When that calls, the facial expression is not good also stares at Yang Xiaotian to look.

It doesn't matter that Yang Xiaotian has seen so many battles. He doesn't have any shadow in his heart. Isn't he just dead?

It's not nice to hear this in the ears of patients' families, but that's the truth. Which hospital doesn't die thousands of people a year?

No matter how well he said that, if it can't be cured, it can't be cured. What can we do?

He picked up Yi Jiaxin and said, "let's go. Let's go back and have a rest. We can recover our mood. There's still work behind us."

The middle-aged man immediately rushed up and stood in the way of the two. He said aggressively: "no one is allowed to go!"

Although Yang Xiaotian had no shadow, he was still sad. Although he tried his best, he was dead after all, and a life was gone. Thinking about it, he was still sad.

But now I was stopped by this man, and I was not happy. I asked, "why can't I go?"

"My father is dead!" The middle-aged man said word by word.

"Then I'm not his son. Why can't I go?" Yang Xiaotian asked, he is most tired of such tangled people.

"Do you speak with humanity?" The middle-aged man raised his voice and angrily opened his eyes and said, "dead people are so understated in your opinion? My father died under your hands, you have to be responsible! "

Yang Xiaotian asked, "do you mean that we killed your father?"

The middle-aged man said, "don't talk about these things. They're still good. Even if they weren't killed by you, it's also a medical accident!"

Yang Xiaotian said: "even if it's a medical accident, you ask experts to identify it. As long as it's a medical accident, it's OK for you to make me pay for it! But now you have to get out of the way, I have to go! "

The middle-aged man sneered: "identification is also the identification of your medical system. You are all doctors. Can you help each other? I can't believe it

Yang Xiaotian speechless: "then you can go to other places for identification. No matter how much energy we have, we can't put pressure on other places, can we?"

"I just don't believe it!" Said the middle-aged man.

Yang Xiaotian helpless way: "that line, you say how to do, you are willing to?"

The middle-aged man also wants to face up. Without saying it directly, he turns to his daughter-in-law.

The middle-aged woman rushed up immediately and said, "lose money! You have to lose money! I tell you, when my father was alive, his retirement salary was more than 6000 yuan a month! My father is so strong that he has to live another 20 years, right? Six thousand a month, seventy-two thousand a year, seventy-two thousand in ten years, and one hundred and forty-two thousand in twenty years! And it's just a pension. My father can teach people how to draw. He can earn four or five thousand a month. I'm not wrong. Just give me two million!

Oh, by the way, you have to pay the funeral expenses, too! "

The lion opened his mouth and said it naturally. Yang Xiaotian couldn't help laughing. He said, "how much is it? Why should I pay for the funeral expenses? Does he not die today, and he will never die in the future? Will there be no funeral expenses sooner or later? "

The middle-aged woman was unreasonable and said, "don't tell me what you have or don't have, just tell me whether to give it or not? I'll tell you, what's the matter if you can fight? If you don't give us money, we'll make trouble. The hospital doesn't care. We'll make trouble in the city. The city doesn't care. We'll make trouble in the province! I don't believe you can be a little doctor

Yang Xiaotian said with a smile: "you can make trouble wherever you like. I'm not used to making trouble with you doctors. Give me a break!"

Finish saying to force a dial, two people to push aside, holding the complexion pale Yi Jiaxin went out.

The needle on the young man's leg next to him was almost sewn. He said to the middle-aged woman, "elder sister, you really have momentum!"

The middle-aged woman turned her head and said with pride, "don't look who I am!"

The young man gave a thumbs up: "well, if you want to make trouble, you can bring me one. I heard that everyone in this business has money to take. I don't want to have more than 200 meals a day!"

The middle-aged woman looked contemptuously at the young man and said, "it's all unprofessional. We've always depended on our family members for our profession."

The young man was stunned. After a long time, he realized that he was despised and scolded: "Damn, this is still a family business?"

It's wrong for the couple to say that.

But it's almost the same.

One of the couple's relatives died before. The daughter of the deceased was a middle-aged man's younger sister, who also died normally. As a result, dozens of people gathered outside the hospital with banners such as "return my grandfather", "no virtue hospital, careless care of people's lives". The kind of black spots on a white background really forced the hospital to pay a loss of 400000.

They saw business opportunities at that time.

It's just that there's no chance.

How can we let this opportunity pass?

After Yang Xiaotian left, Luo Fei, who heard the wind, came over. He said to the angry two: "can you come to my office to talk first?"

They look at Luo Fei suspiciously.

"Who are you?" the middle-aged woman asked

Luo Fei said with a smile: "I'm the director of the emergency department, Luo Fei!"

"What is there to talk about? If you give money, it's OK. If you don't give money, no one can think about it. I'll tell you, it's not easy for me to come here. My father died in your yard. It's not too much for you to lose money, is it? " The middle-aged woman said, "I tell you, don't bully me. I don't understand. I always send micro blog and wechat. When I send it online, it's too late for you to regret it!"

Luo Fei is very speechless, but still said: "it's about money, but we can't interfere in normal work here, can we? Shall we go to my office and talk about money? "

The middle-aged men and women exchanged a few words with each other.

The middle-aged woman said, "OK, I'll go to the office with you, but my husband has to stay here. He has to look at the body, so as not to be robbed and cremated by you. Then we can't find a place to reason!"

Luo Fei is stunned, Leng for a while just helpless way: "that's OK, you come with me!"

Then he walked in front.

The middle-aged woman nodded to the middle-aged man again and then followed.

Here, Yang Xiaotian has sent Yi Jiaxin to the rest room. Yi Jiaxin is still in a state of panic. She looks like a puppet. Yang Xiaotian leaves her on the sofa, motionless and silent. After a long time, a tear falls to the ground.

Yang Xiaotian sighed and said: "in fact, I have nothing to say, but this matter, I can only say, the responsibility is not in you, you do everything according to the rescue process, can only say that life should be like this! I'll go out first. Think about it for yourself

Then he got up and went to the door. He looked back at Yi Jiaxin and said, "you'll meet this kind of thing again in the future! You should remember, it's not your responsibility, don't blame yourself! It's not good for you, it's bad for the families of the patients! "

In the office, after the middle-aged woman came in, Luo Fei said "just a moment", went to lock the door, and then pulled up the blinds.

The middle-aged woman snorted, holding her chest in her hands and watching Luo Fei do this.

After that, the room became dark. Roffy turned on the light and asked, "what would you like to drink?"

"Nothing to drink, let's talk about money as soon as possible!" Said the middle-aged woman.

Luo Fei smiles: "I'm talking about money with you!" Then he lowered his head to open the cabinet of the desk, took out two stacks of money from it, put it on the table, and then pushed it forward.

The middle-aged woman frowned: "what do you mean?"

"Here's the money!" Luo Feili, of course.

The middle-aged woman laughed: "20000 yuan? Twenty thousand dollars to send us? My director, you look down on us, don't you? Even if I add another zero, I don't like it! "

Then she glared at Luo Fei: "20000 yuan, according to the right can't send us!"

"Who said that these twenty thousand dollars were money to send you?" Roffy blinked and asked.