Medical road ahead

"Oh! Your Majesty, don't get excited! Get a doctor."

"Doctor! Doctor!"

Seeing Wang Kun's face flushed suddenly, clutching his chest for a while, and touching the back of his neck for a while, the old comrades were terrified and shouted to the door in a hurry, but they didn't know that the pager was not far away.

"What's the matter?"

Hu Tu was about to return to the anorectal department after delivering gastrointestinal motility medicine to an elderly patient suffering from constipation for a long time. When he was passing by outside Wang Kun's ward, he suddenly heard panicked shouts from inside, and hurriedly U-turn rushed in.

"This doctor, the king seems to be ill, please show him quickly!" An old comrade said anxiously.

"well!"

Hu Tu frowned and nodded, stepped over to the bed in two or three steps, watched Wang Kun for a few seconds, then pulled his right hand, pressed his palm with his fingertips, and then squeezed it from the palm to the fingertips, quickly Knead the five fingers evenly.

During this period, she carefully observed the changes in Wang Kun's expression, and repeated this action until 5 minutes later, before switching to the left hand and repeating the same action.

"Hoohoo."

After 10 minutes passed, Wang Kun's breathing gradually calmed down and his complexion returned to normal. He stroked his chest and nodded to Hu Tu to thank him, "Thank you, doctor."

"Should be."

Hutu smiled, and then reminded seriously: "Mr. Wang, although your cor pulmonale has been brought under control, you still can't be emotional, otherwise, it will cause a series of chain reactions."

"Yes! I understand." Wang Kun nodded obediently.

"My lord, what are you talking about, why are you so excited? Isn't it just a bank card?"

The old comrade with the bank card in his hand shot him a look, and then stuffed the bank card over.

"do not want!"

Wang Kun shook his head resolutely, and pushed the card back.

"Oh! Take it, there's not much money, it's all cigarette money saved by the few of us."

The bank card was stuffed in the past again.

"Don't don't!"

Wang Kun still shook his head and waved his hands, and moved his body back, showing great resistance.

"cough!"

Seeing this, Hu Tu was afraid that Wang Kun would fall ill again due to the pushing and pushing, so he interrupted, "Mr. Wang's blood pressure has just dropped, and he needs a good rest. Why don't you guys come and visit him sometime later."

"Ok."

Several people looked at each other, had no choice but to stand up and bid farewell to Wang Kun.

"Doctor, please give this card to the king, please."

Before leaving, the old comrade holding the card quietly took Hu Tu aside, slipped the card into her hand, and entrusted her to hand it over to Wang Kun.

"This"

Hutu pinched his bank card, caught off guard.

"Please please!"

The old comrade-in-arms put his palms together and asked again and again, but Hu Tu couldn't refuse, so he had to bite the bullet and agree.

"Mr. Wang is so stubborn, he will definitely not accept this bank card. How should I give it to him?"

After returning to the office, Hu Tu looked at the card in his hand and felt a headache.

"Sister Tu, come down for lunch."

Just as she was thinking hard, she suddenly received a WeChat message from Qiao Tan, and her eyes widened instantly, she was full of energy.
"Mr. Wang, how's your appetite today?"

After lunch, Qiao Tan came to Wang Kun's ward with a smile on his hand, carrying the hot bank card, to check on his meals.

Right now, Liu Yaxiu is entrusting Wang Kun's nutrition treatment to Qiao Tan. Therefore, Qiao Tan has to make rounds at least three times a day. In addition to ensuring that he has enough calories and nutrients, he also needs to observe his mental state.

"It feels like there is no taste in the mouth."

Wang Kun frowned, speaking truthfully.

"Mr. Wang, you can only eat light food now. If you want to taste in your mouth, I'll bring you a box of chewing gum to chew." Qiao Tan smiled.

"Chewing gum? How about chewing betel nuts!"

Wang Kun curled his lips with a look of disgust.

Qiao Tan pursed his lips and snickered, reached into the pocket of his white coat, stroked the lines on the card, and sat down slowly beside the hospital bed, "Mr. Wang, your children should all have retired, right?"

"Why are you retiring? They are all farmers." Wang Kun laughed.

"What about your grandchildren, who are also farming at home?" Qiao Tan continued to inquire.

"The two older ones are working outside the home, and the younger one is still studying at home." Wang Kun said.

"How about studying? Where do you plan to go to university? Do you want to study medicine?" Qiao Tan asked again.

"Study medicine?"

Hearing this, Wang Kun subconsciously looked at the white coat Qiao Tan was wearing, and smiled with relief, "It's good to be a doctor, it can save lives and heal the wounded."

"If you want your grandchildren to study medicine in the future, you should start studying now and buy more tutorial books for them. However, these books are not cheap if you add them up scatteredly. If you sign up for extra-curricular tutoring classes, the cost will be even higher."

As he said that, Qiao Tan took out the bank card from his pocket and stuffed it into Wang Kun's hand, "It is said that the money in this card is the cigarette money saved by your old comrades in arms. If it’s given to you, you won’t have money to buy cigarettes, and you can avoid getting lung disease, or even lung cancer, and you can use the money to invest in your grandchildren’s education, wouldn’t it be the best of both worlds?”

"This"

Wang Kun was stunned for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and laughed loudly, "Hahaha Doctor Qiao, you are trying to trick me."

"Mr. Wang, what I told you is all from the bottom of my heart. In order to train me to study medicine, my parents arrested me when I was very young. They spent a lot of money to enroll in cram schools! Now Nowadays, in order not to let children lose at the starting line, it is necessary to spend money. You can regard the wishes of old comrades-in-arms as a fund for cultivating children and grandchildren, and you will be sure that you will only make money and not lose money." Qiao Tan continued to be persuasive and persuasive.

"Hey! My majestic Captain Wang was tricked by you little girl."

Wang Kun sighed and shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Qiao Tan narrowed his eyes with a smile, and stuffed the card into the pocket of his hospital gown.

"I thought it was a little white rabbit, but it turned out to be a little fox in rabbit fur."

Qin Xiao, who was planning to come in to measure Wang Kun's postprandial blood sugar level, immediately retracted his left foot when he saw this scene, leaned against the door, and smiled secretly.

"I donate one hundred."

"I'm two hundred."

Soon, at Qiao Tan's suggestion and Liu Yaxiu's organization, the hospital launched a fundraising campaign to pay for various expenses of Wang Kun's family.

After learning about this, the surrounding communities also carried out donation activities, only to improve the economic situation of the old hero's family, so that his children can live a better life and grandchildren can receive better education.

In addition, Liu Yaxiu also took Cai Ya and other nutritionists and nurses to conduct a comprehensive nutritional examination for the Wang family to prevent them from suffering from potential chronic diseases, and made corresponding meals for their existing malnutrition. manage.

"Yaxiu, I see that you've been busy recently, and haven't been able to find a chance to chat with you."

Dean Chen finally caught Liu Yaxiu in the hospital cafeteria, and hurriedly took her to a dining area with few people, planning to have a long-term battle with her alone.

"What? Want to introduce someone to me again?" Liu Yaxiu asked with a smile.

"Damn! I'm not Lao Tian, ​​I always like to draw red lines for people."

Dean Chen waved his hand, and after teasing Vice President Tian Xi's act of being a matchmaker, he restrained his smile and stepped into the theme, "Next year will be the centennial day of our party's founding, and the heart of the centennial will grow stronger with time! To celebrate the centennial On the birthday, the city government decided to launch a red project for veterans to facilitate their food, clothing, housing and transportation.”

"Then how does our hospital cooperate?" Liu Yaxiu asked.

"Open up a green medical channel to facilitate medical treatment for veterans." Dean Chen said solemnly.