Chapter 774

"Come on, don't be sentimental. Let's go to the VIP ward round with me." after saying this, Su Hao patted Zheng Aiping on the shoulder, and they walked out of the consultation room one by one.

Ward rounds are generally checked floor by floor from the ground floor. When Su Hao and Zheng Aiping walk to a ward on the sixth floor.

When I pushed the door in, I saw a short fat man with a silly smile on his face. The short fat man was dressed in red and white plaid clothes. When he saw Su Hao coming in, he greeted him with a smile.

"Dr. Su, come to the ward round. Come on, you have a rest first." the short fat man looked very polite. He poured water for Su Hao and offered his seat to Su Hao.

After su Hao politely refused, he went to the hospital bed and lay on the hospital bed. The old man with gauze on his head was the father of the short fat man.

The old father over 50 years old has just finished craniotomy and is now recovering.

"Old man, you clenched your fist. Let me see how you recovered." Su Hao first shone a medical flashlight on the old man's pupil. After he didn't find anything strange, Su Hao repeated again: "old man, you clenched your fist!"

The old man clenched his fist vaguely. It was very difficult for the old man to do such a simple action.

Looking at the old man shaking his fist, Su Hao motioned Zheng Aiping to record it.

Then he turned to the old man and said, "old man, you have just finished craniotomy. Because you have a history of cerebral infarction, I suggest you still use the medicine to dredge blood vessels. This can avoid your second recurrence of cerebral infarction!"

"I'm afraid of pain, doctor. I don't want to play." the old man said vaguely: "I've just finished the operation on my head. If I'm giving an injection to my head, I can't stand it. I still won't play."

what the fuck!

Su Hao has been practicing medicine for so many years. He hasn't heard of putting an injection into his head. Helplessly turning his eyelids, Su Hao explained with a smile: "you misunderstood. I didn't say to put a needle in the head. It's just through meridian injection. Stick your arm!"

Hearing Su Hao's words, the old man's pudgy son came up and asked with a smile, "Dr. Su, how long do you need to take the medicine you said?"

"One thousand yuan for an injection. Let's take it for 15 days. After 15 days, it depends on your family's economic conditions. If it's good, you can continue to take it. If it's poor, you can change more than 300 injections."

Su Hao took Zheng Aiping's notebook and signed his name on it. When the old man was told to have a good rest, he led Zheng Aiping out.

Su Hao had just left with his front foot, and the door hadn't been closed yet. The short fat man waved his fist at Su Hao's back in indignation, as if he wanted to unload Su Hao.

"Dad, a thousand dollars for a shot, and twenty thousand dollars for fifteen days. This damn medicine dealer has more than one thousand dollars in his pocket."

The old man's operation was done by Su Hao. Naturally, he is grateful to Su Hao. Powerlessly opened his bleary eyelids, the old man said vaguely: "what do you mean by this? You just don't want to call me. I tell you, if I'm paralyzed in bed with a brain infarction, you have to support me."

"Dad, you've just had an operation on your head, and you're not awake. That's a thousand dollars a needle. It's killing me."

At the moment, Su haogang and Zheng Aiping walked out of the ward and pricked up their ears. A rustling sound sounded in their ears.

Listen carefully, Su Hao surpasses human hearing and collects all the conversations between the old man and the short fat man at the bottom of his ears.

Seeing Su Hao turning and staring at the door of the ward, Zheng Aiping seemed to understand Su Hao's meaning and crept down to the crack of the door to inquire about the dialogue between the short fat man and the old man.

After half a ring, Zheng Aiping walked to Su Hao in a difficult atmosphere and whispered, "second senior brother, the old man's son doesn't agree to take this medicine. He said it's too expensive. Should we consider the economic situation of the patient's family and change an individual medicine?"

Consider the financial status of the patient's family?

Su Hao sneered coldly and said, "you just saw that short and fat man. He was a deputy bureau level cadre. On the day his father just sent him in, he bragged to me that he had a bottle of Maotai every day. One of his cigarettes was more than my half a month's salary. If his family was poor, I'm afraid there would be no poor people in the world."

Hearing Su Hao's disclosure of the truth, Zheng Aiping was indignant and denounced: "what sons are these now? I don't spend money when I get sick. If he lies there, let alone a thousand dollars a needle, it's 10000 yuan a needle. His father is willing to spend the money."

Zheng Aiping's shouting was a little loud. Even when he just roared out, he jumped the nurses passing by.

Seeing this, Su Hao raised the oily pen in his hand, knocked on Zheng Aiping's forehead and said calmly, "people are like this. People hurt from top to bottom. I love my son and my son loves his grandson."

Speaking of this, Su Hao turned his ci Feng, glanced obliquely at Zheng Aiping and said, "however, I remember that if one day your father is in hospital and you don't pay for treatment, believe it or not, I'll let your boy lose his job."

Zheng Aiping smiled cunningly, scratched his head and said with a smile, "second senior brother, my father has long died. Even if I want to be filial, I can't be filial."

"Why are you so poor!" Su Hao knocked Zheng Aiping not light but not heavy, and they walked towards the VIP ward one by one.

Half an hour later, Su Hao finally came to the mother's room of actress Yu Yingying. Push the door to enter and find Yu Yingying peeling apples for her mother sitting on the hospital bed.

"Dr. Su, you are here at last." Yu Yingying puts down the fruit knife and apple in her hand, jumps in front of Su Hao, takes Su Hao's white coat, and says angrily like a coquetry: "my mother is hesitating whether to have an operation now. Come and persuade her."

The old woman in the hospital bed stared at Su Hao kindly, and her depression was cleared away. Genial way: "Dr. Su, you sit down and talk slowly."

Speak slowly!

The VIP ward on the tenth floor is full of dignitaries. In addition, the tenth floor is relatively high, and nurses rarely come.

Therefore, Su Hao must set an example and check all patients in the VIP ward to see if their physical and mental state is good.

With an indifferent smile, Su Hao said with a smile: "aunt, wait a moment and explain the operation risk to you. It takes a lot of effort. As for me, first go to see the number of patients in other wards and explain it to you when I'm finished."

With that, Su Hao patted Zheng Aiping on the shoulder and said, "you stare here for a while and I'll be right back."