The personal doctor of the beautiful president

In public hospitals now, ward resources are very tight, even for rich people. If you are willing to spend more money, you have to queue up, because you are not the only one who spends money.

But for a big shot like Li Zhongde, it's not a problem at all.

Soon, Mr. Li, who was in a vegetable state, was sent to Ward 501.

But what is more embarrassing is that this ward is not a single room, but a large ward with six beds. There are even two extra beds because there are too many patients.

Eight patients were squeezed into one ward, plus family members, doctors, nurses, nurses, cleaning staff, etc. came in and out, and the situation was really chaotic.

You don't know when someone will send the soul back.

With Li Zhongde's status, it is obviously not suitable to guard his son in the ward like other family members of patients, and there are certain risks.

The "family" is the so-called "cousin" Han Xingye.

Han Xingye sat by the hospital bed, chatting with a family member of the patient in the next bed, a dark and thin old man.

"Your cousin has been in a vegetable state for six years, what kind of hospital is he still living in? It's a waste of money.
There is no cure for this disease, so I can only go home and lie down, resigning to fate. "The old man sat cross-legged on a chair and said: "This thing is completely based on fate. A few decades ago, a young man in our village became a vegetable and lay in bed for more than five years. Later, his grandma hired a Taoist priest Exorcism, guess what, actually woke up.

The Taoist said that he lost his soul, and now that he has found it, he will be fine. "

Han Xingye smiled slightly, and said, "What age is it now, you have to believe in science, not metaphysics."

"Hey, today's young people have too little experience, it doesn't make sense to you." The old man said: "People's hearts are not ancient."

The old lady next to the other hospital bed also said: "Yeah, when we were young, if someone in the family had any problems, we would go to an expert first to see, and if it didn't work, we would send it to the hospital. It's not like people are so delicate now. Come to the hospital."

Boy, can the word squeamish be used in such a situation?

I don't know if it's a coincidence or a human arrangement, but the family members of the patients in this ward are all elderly people, and they speak in a weird way.

They focused on criticizing Han Xingye, a young man who disrespected ghosts and gods.

Han Xingye didn't argue, and chatted with them cheerfully, asking them to talk about the supernatural events they had experienced before.

"Why are you talking about gods and ghosts here again? This is a hospital." At this time, a nurse in her forties came in to change her dressings, and she frowned when she heard the crowd telling fantasy stories again.

Han Xingye asked casually: "There must have been many supernatural events in the hospital."

The nurse shook her head again and again: "Don't ask me, I don't know."

The old man said: "What are you doing hiding, there are the most strange things in the hospital.

Among other things, I've heard of one thing anyway, and I don't know if it's true.

It is said that 30 years ago, three children went swimming in the river and drowned. When they were sent to the Fourth Hospital, they were all dead, so they were sent to the morgue, waiting to be burned in the crematorium.

Thirty years ago, it was not like it is now. There was only one crematorium in the whole city, and the business was very hot, and there was a long queue to burn it.

There was a child whose family had a background, so he asked for connections, joined a team, and took the lead to burn it.

Two children with no background spent an extra day in the morgue of the hospital.

The next morning, when the hearse came to take them to the crematorium, they woke up suddenly.

It was rumored very evil at the time that someone sneaked into the morgue at night and returned their souls to them. I don't know if it is true. "

The nurse's face turned pale, and she said, "Don't ask, I don't know. I was less than ten years old 30 years ago. How could I know what happened in the hospital?"

The old man muttered, "If you don't know, you don't know. Why are you nervous?"

The nurse forcefully explained: "This is a hospital, where science is taught, and superstition is not allowed."

After speaking, she quickly changed her medicine.

Mr. Li is a vegetable, unable to eat, and relies on infusions to maintain his life.

The nurse hung up a bottle of glucose, went to the bed to check on Mr. Li's condition, and said to Han Xingye, "It is recommended to give the patient some oxygen."

Han Xingye nodded: "Yes."

The nurse stuffed Mr. Li's nose with an oxygen tube, looked at the time, and said, "I'll come back and change it for him at midnight."

Han Xingye smiled slightly: "Then I will trouble you."

"No trouble, it should be."

After the nurse left the ward, the old man leaned forward and said softly to Han Xingye: "Young man, don't you think this nurse is weird, especially when talking about the three drowned children, her expression is very strange. "

Han Xingye smiled and said, "Maybe she was a little scared when she heard about the dead."

"How can a person who has worked in the hospital for so many years be afraid of death? I see her fear and unwillingness to mention this matter. It seems that she is afraid of exposing something." The old man said: "Maybe this will happen." on her.

Based on her age, she might be one of the three children. "

Han Xingye said: "Old man, your imagination is very rich, it would be a pity not to write detective novels."

"Hmph, don't look down on me. If it weren't for my illiteracy, I might be a famous writer now. I have experienced and heard too many strange things."

Han Xingye nodded and teased, "If I wasn't poor, maybe I would already be rich."

The old man curled his lips in dissatisfaction, then took out a long pipe from the woven bag he brought, stuffed tobacco leaves in it, and prepared to smoke.

"This is a ward, and smoking is not allowed." The old lady who had redefined the word "squeamish" couldn't help but stop her.

"Then I'll go outside to smoke." The old man stood up angrily and said.

He casually said to Han Xingye again: "Young man, there are many people in the ward, you've been here for so long, aren't you bored?

Do you want to go out with me to smoke a cigarette and chat by the way, I will tell you some stories that you dare not even think about, you will definitely be interested. "

Han Xingye said: "I have to guard my cousin."

The old man said: "There is no need to guard the vegetable, if he needs to serve, all of you will be happy.

Besides, with so many people in the ward, if there is a slight disturbance, everyone will call the doctor for help. "

"Okay, I'll go out with you to get some air."

Han Xingye stood up and stretched his arms and legs.

The old man smiled honestly, and inadvertently blinked at the old lady.