naruto-story Chapter 150 Gamble with fate
Chapter 150 Gamble with fate
"No money? Where does the money for medical treatment come from? Could it be that Shi Qi paid you for medical treatment?" Dean Dai didn't believe his ears, and his three views were almost subverted.
In today's terminology, self-employed people are simply money strings. They only care about money. Everything they do is to make money.
Shi Qi doesn't make any money, but instead pays for medical treatment for patients. How is this possible?
Gao Yuanhong was very angry, and her face became even redder, "Why is it impossible? Doctor Shi is kind-hearted. She said that people in our situation are particularly poor, and the clinic is willing to provide subsidies."
Gao Yuanhong's father stood with a stooped body, nodding his head repeatedly, murmuring, "Good man, great good man, no matter whether I can be cured or not, my life is worth it."
Other patients also echoed, "My wife has a kind heart and she is very lucky to have opened a clinic in our area.
Come, come, come, everyone counts, please donate as much or as little as you like. Doctor Shi cannot bear the burden alone. "
We are all patients and have empathy. Whether it is the patient or the patient's family members, they immediately touch their pockets and can find something.
The nurse hurriedly stopped her and said, "Don't donate, we have special funds."
"What's yours is yours, keep it and give out some bonuses. I see that you doctors and nurses are working very hard."
The most ordinary people often have the simplest feelings. Although such people don't have much money or much ability, true love is true love.
There was too much noise outside. Shi Qi came out of the consulting room. After asking what happened, she smiled and thanked everyone, "We really don't need it this time. We have reserved part of the money."
"Then keep it and use it next time."
Only by being prepared can you be safe. Looking at the huge crowds at this small clinic, there will definitely be poor people who are seriously ill. I will save it to help those people when the time comes.
Seeing everyone's insistence, Shi Qi had no choice but to call the accountant out, collect the money and register it on the spot, and earmark the funds for special use.
Everyone donated money noisily, some with [-] cents, some with [-] yuan.
Dean Dai blushed with shame and had a thick neck. He stood in the crowd and did not dare to say a word. Compared with Shi Qi, he was a complete villain.
After wiping his face, Dean Dai took out a few unity cards from his pocket, stuffed them into Gao Yuanhong's hands, and was about to leave. He really had no shame in staying any longer.
"Wait a minute, Dean Dai, you should have come to see a doctor. Why did you leave before you saw him? Come in with me." At this moment, Shi Qi stopped him.
Dean Dai followed in dejectedly.
After sitting down, Shi Qi looked at Dean Dai and said, "Have you had a physical examination?"
Having said this, Dean Dai finally cheered up. He took out the test results from his pocket and said, "It's done. There is carcinoma in situ in the upper lobe of the left lung."
Shi Qi didn't see the results, she had already seen it, "Are you going to have surgery?"
"Yes, resection along with the left upper lobe of the lung is very safe for this disease and can completely cure it."
"Our clinic has a self-developed drug called Hualiu Decoction, which can eliminate nodules. If you want to preserve the upper lobe of your right lung, you can try it."
Dean Dai was shocked. Shi Qi once again subverted his three views. Is this still possible?
"Are you saying that cancer in situ can be cured by simply drinking traditional Chinese medicine without surgery?"
"Yes, Hualiu Decoction was developed by me recently. It's very effective. Five or six patients have already been cured."
The Hualu Decoction was the fourth prescription awarded to Shi Qi by the system. It was so miraculous that it was like flesh and bones between the living and the dead.
The reason why Shi Qi dared to treat Gao Yuanhong's father was because he had the tumor-removing soup. This magical soup was the killer of cancer.
Dean Dai spent a lot of effort to find his tongue, "This...doesn't this mean that you can cure cancer?"
"can."
Shi Qi's answer was extremely positive.
She could cure it before, but at that time, instead of using decoctions, she needed to use gold needles to open up the meridians first.
Then it depends on the patient's condition, that is to say, she can cure cancer, but not all cancers can be cured.
Now with Hualiutang, the procedure for treating cancer is simpler and more certain.
She said it simply, but Dean Dai felt like his heart was shaking.
In the history of human medicine, this is a miracle.
But if he rashly believed Shi Qi's words, drank the tumor-removing soup and did not undergo surgery, his life would be in danger if the best time for surgery was delayed.
You know, cancer grows very fast.
Should we pursue the truth or continue on the path of philistinism?
Dean Dai did not hesitate for long, "How long will it take to drink the decoction?"
"A course of treatment lasts for half a month. You can drink it for half a month first and then check again."
Dean Dai's small nodules will definitely disappear within half a month.
However, Shi Qi was not so full of words. There were some miracles that needed to be witnessed by the person involved.
Dean Dai thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll treat it. Just give me the first dose of medicine today."
He is also a decisive person.
In the past, Dean Dai looked down on self-employed people and always felt that these people insulted medicine.
If you are a self-employed person, you can just sell tea eggs. What kind of clinic should you open? Isn't this making fun of the patients?
But today he witnessed Shi Qi's feelings with his own eyes, and he felt that he was judging the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.
To put it bluntly, deep down in his heart, Dean Dai is actually a scholar and a person of temperament.
Shi Qi smiled and directly asked Dean Dai to go through the hospitalization procedures.
The clinic is very small, and the so-called inpatient department actually only has a few wards.
It happened that Dean Dai lived in the same ward as Gao Yuanhong's father.
This ward is a four-person ward and it is full. The family members who accompany the bed can only set up a camp bed at night and lie down casually.
Seeing that Dean Dai was also hospitalized, Gao Yuanhong was very angry, "You don't believe Dr. Shi, why are you here too?"
However, Gao Yuanhong’s father is very open-minded, “Son, you can’t say that to others, they are all patients, we should be considerate of each other.
If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it. How could there be anyone in this world who doesn't make money, but instead gives money to help others see doctors?
Doctor Shi was a living Bodhisattva. "
After being lectured by her father, Gao Yuanhong stopped talking.
Dean Dai was a dean no matter what. He couldn't possibly be as experienced as Gao Yuanhong. After greeting him with a smile, he quickly went through the formalities and did the inspections as required.
The reason why he was so fast was to rush to drink the first decoction today. If the carcinoma in situ was still there after a course of treatment, he would have to hurry up and have surgery.
This is a race against time and a gamble with fate.
Two hours later, Dean Dai finally drank the decoction as he wished. The decoction was exactly the same. Each of the four patients in the ward received a bowl, and the nurse watched them drink from the side.
According to the requirements, every drop of the potion must be drunk, and it cannot be taken away after it is finished.
After drinking the medicine, Dean Dai remembered that he had been out for a day and had changed his treatment plan, so he had to go back and say hello.
The nurse refused to let him leave, "The clinic has requirements that patients who have taken special medicine cannot leave the clinic. If you want to tell your family, just make a call."
Dean Dai thought about it and understood that if Hualiu Decoction could really cure cancer, the formula must be highly confidential.
He directly borrowed the phone in the duty room and dialed a number.
At this time, Dean Dai had not yet realized what kind of uproar this call would cause in the medical community.