world famous doctor

Chapter 145 Five Million Passbook

Zhou Chen nodded involuntarily while listening.

Zhang Jian continued: "The attending doctor, deputy chief doctor, and chief doctor of our hospital belong to intermediate, associate senior, and senior titles respectively, corresponding to the lecturers, associate professors, and professors in your medical university."

"Doctors have such a rank division, so do nurses have the same rank division?" Zhou Chen asked casually.

Zhang Jian nodded.

"Of course, the nursing profession in the hospital will also evaluate the corresponding lecturer, associate professor and professor titles."

Relatively speaking, Zhou Chen is more interested in medical academic issues, and he is not very interested in the division of ranks and the promotion of doctors' professional titles.

Zhou Chen's eyes had already drifted out of the window, thoughtful.

Zhang Jian got up and came to Zhou Chen's side, patted his shoulder lightly, and sighed earnestly:

"Publishing academic papers and having more scientific research topics are the most important aspects of assessment for professional title promotion, while clinical professional ability is relatively less important, so Xiao Zhou, you are a bit at a disadvantage in this regard."

Zhou Chen smiled wryly, and straightened his body:
"It doesn't matter. I've never been interested in these so-called professional titles. It doesn't matter even if I'm a regular trainee for the rest of my life. Healing diseases and saving talents is the most fundamental thing. We doctors can't put the cart before the horse."

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After several days of treatment, the old head of calculous cholecystitis sent by the peasant woman has gradually improved.

He was lying on the hospital bed, and the peasant woman was waiting on him.

This peasant woman is called Li Xiuqin.

The care of this old man in the hospital ward these days can be described as meticulous and conscientious.

Pour the drainage fluid, pour the urine...

She resisted the unpleasant smell of Lao Zhang's head defecating and defecating, and took care of him carefully.

Feed him when he's hungry.

When he is thirsty, feed him something to drink.

When going to sleep at night, always get up to show him whether the quilt is tightly covered?

Li Xiuqin built a simple bed and slept next to the old Zhangtou's hospital bed, waiting all the time.

It can be said that she is no different from a professional caregiver.

Even more careful and professional than those nurses.

In order to prevent the old man from developing bed sores while sleeping, Li Xiuqin took advantage of the bright morning sun to push a wheelchair and take him around the garden of the hospital to bask in the sun.

The old Zhangtou sighed from time to time:

"Xiu Qin, we are neither relatives nor friends. I feel sorry for you when you treat me like this."

Li Xiuqin is a vegetable farmer who sells vegetables in the farmers market.

Old Zhangtou always went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables. This old Zhangtou’s wife left early, and his four children were all out of town, so the lonely old Zhangtou cooked and ate by himself. Li Xiuqin couldn't stand it anymore and took the initiative to come to take care of him.

Over time, Lao Tuantou regarded Li Xiuqin as his own daughter.

Li Xiuqin also took care of him like his own biological father.

It can be said that the relationship between them has even surpassed the family relationship between father and daughter.

Lao Zhangtou expressed his deep gratitude to Li Xiuqin.

The old Zhangtou sitting in the wheelchair stretched out his hand covered with age spots, and patted the back of Li Xiuqin's hand.

There are too many words of gratitude that I can't say at the moment.

After all, there is no thank you for your kindness.

"Xiuqin, if it weren't for your care, my old bones would have already..."

Li Xiuqin interrupted immediately: "Don't say such depressing words, you are only in your 70s, and you can live for decades."

Old Zhangtou couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"I know what's going on with my body better than anyone else, and I probably won't last a few days, Xiuqin, thank you for taking good care of me..."

While talking, Lao Zhangtou took out a passbook from his pocket and handed it to Li Xiuqin tremblingly.

"This...you must accept it. It's my sympathy. This operation also made you pay the medical expenses in advance. I'm really sorry."

Li Xiuqin refused at first.

After repeated refusals, she couldn't hold back the other party, and finally, she took the passbook over.

To her great surprise, the balance in the passbook was more than 500 million.

She couldn't count the number for a moment.

After counting it two or three times, Li Xiuqin finally confirmed that it was indeed more than 500 million.

It was the first time in Li Xiuqin's life that she saw such a large deposit.

After being shocked for a while, she quickly calmed down, raised her eyes, stared blankly at old Zhang's head for a while, and said dumbly:

"No, no, I can never accept such a large amount of money. When your children come back, I will transfer it to them for you."

The old man was very surprised.

He never expected that the other party would refuse.

Old Zhangtou smiled lightly, and suddenly the corner of his mouth twitched, his expression became a little painful.

"You...what's the matter?...I'll push you back to the ward." Li Xiuqin looked worried.

Lao Zhang waved his head and his expression became a little serious.

He emphasized again and again:
"The wound hurts, it's nothing serious, so don't irritate me anymore, okay? My children will treat me as if I have never given birth. This money is for you, not for them."

It could be heard that Lao Zhangtou was very disappointed with his sons and daughters.

He was angry.

Now that he is so sick, his sons and daughters still use various reasons and excuses to shirk, saying that they are busy in other places?
Old Zhangtou suddenly grabbed Li Xiuqin's arm tightly, and didn't intend to let go for a long time.

He kept repeating the sentence: "This money is for you."

Li Xiuqin frowned and hesitated.

She thought about it secretly.

Although she has known Lao Zhangtou for so long, she has never seen Lao Zhangtou's children.

Once they found out that old Zhang had given all his savings to himself, a stranger who had no blood relationship with them, there would be a lot of trouble.

Maybe, his sons and daughters will think that they take care of the old man for the purpose of ingratiating, in order to win the trust of the old man, so as to defraud the old man of his money.

But now the old Zhangtou insisted on doing so, which made Li Xiuqin very embarrassed for a while.

In order to take care of the emotions of the already frail old man, Li Xiuqin could only follow his will.

So, she didn't refuse anymore, nodded slightly, and put the passbook into her pocket.

A gust of wind blew, and Lao Zhangtou coughed a few times.

Lin Xiuqin hurriedly pushed Lao Zhang back to the ward.

For the next few days, Li Xiuqin couldn't sleep because of this matter.

In the middle of the night in the ward, I opened my eyes and thought.

Finally, she decided to call Lao Zhangtou's children back.

Perhaps, it was the old man who gave the passbook to himself because he was angry with them.

On the phone, she also told about the old Zhangtou's insistence on transferring the 500 million savings to her.

When the children heard this, they were not busy with their busy work and business for a while.

They hurried quickly, and within a day, they all rushed to the city hospital.

(End of this chapter)