Master Doctor in the City

Song Fugui came here on leave. Apart from delivering meals to his wife and seeing his son on the hospital bed, he will return to the construction site to continue working soon.

When he took out a very ordinary big front door cigarette from his pocket and was about to light a few puffs, a female nurse came in and said coldly: "Please note that smoking is prohibited in the ward!"

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry, I forgot!" Normally working as a plasterer is really too tired and too bitter. How many people do not smoke or drink slowly?

However, because of smoking and drinking, his physique worsened. Even in that case, in general, those tobacco and alcohol are still indispensable.

Taking Song Fugui’s current income, in fact, the income is not low. After a month, it will be more than 10,000, and when it is less, it will be 7,000 or 8,000. However, in addition to the monthly treatment fee for Song Ji, the actual There is only enough daily expenses for him and his wife.

Usually, buying cigarettes and alcohol is also the cheapest and most common Daqianmen, Erguotou. Usually those workers laugh at him when they see him. With such hard-earned money, why don't they give themselves some good wine and smoke some good cigarettes? Song Fugui naturally wanted to do that, but the reality cannot be that way.

After the female nurse left, Song Fugui looked at Ye Chen with a bit of embarrassment. Ye Chen said, "Uncle, why don't we go outside and talk."

Song Fugui was thinking of smoking that cigarette outside. It was allowed to smoke in a smoking area designed by the hospital. When Ye Chen and him sat down there, Song Fugui took out the cigarette and lit it.

He could see that Ye Chen was not a smoker. It's just that he doesn't understand, why did Ye Chen find him?

Song Fugui comfortably took a puff of smoke, and then asked after the smoke: "Classmate, do you have anything to ask?"

"Uncle, based on Song Ji's current situation, have you considered his future?" Ye Chen asked.

"Of course I thought about it. Look at me. Actually, I'm more than 40 years old, but now my hair is all white, and my hands are sometimes weak. I really don't know what will happen to Xiaoji. Now every month. Even if there is medical insurance in the hospital, the remaining treatment fees and medical expenses will have to be paid more than 10,000, and most of my income from the construction site will be paid in."

"However, according to my physical condition, I don’t know how many years I can work on the construction site, and there will be no income in the future. If Xiaoji has not woken up yet, I really don’t know how to pay him for treatment in the future? Let me tell you, I borrowed money from my relatives and friends at home. They were scared. Every time they saw me, they avoided far away. Some even asked me to give up Xiaoji and let him die in the hospital. ."

"But, I'm just his son, how can I do that? As long as he still has hope to wake up, I will do the day I can't move!" Song Fugui said after smoking several cigarettes.

If it were at other times, Song Fugui might not have been so long-winded and would tell those things. However, he could see that Ye Chen, a young man, should be good, and now when he asked about those things, he couldn't help but say it.

He didn't want to get the pity of others, but he wanted to tell those things. When he heard this, Ye Chen felt that Song Ji's father was even more pitiful. After a few years, because of his son, he has become older and more haggard. In the current situation of Song Fugui, I am afraid that it is really overworked and will not last long.

"Uncle, then do you know why Song Ji had such a situation back then?" Ye Chen asked.

"Yes, of course I do. He was hit by a car on the road outside and he was sent to the hospital for treatment. That's it."

"Then was the driver caught? Did he pay for it?" Song Fugui shook his head when Ye Chen asked. It means that in the car accident that year, the driver was not found.

"Then have you heard other rumors?" Ye Chen asked again.

"Rumor? Are you talking about Xiao Ji and her girlfriend? I don't believe it too much!" Song Fugui said. Song Fugui came to Shanghai for so long, usually when Song Ji's classmates came to visit Song Ji, they must have told the story of his son at school.

In the beginning, Song Fugui also doubted whether the Xu family did this thing. Is the Xu family really that vicious? But later, after thinking about it, what did he think he could do and what could not be possible? At least, the girl is suffering from mental illness, and the situation may be even worse. It is also useless for him to pursue those, and it is also impossible to pursue it.

"Actually, I am also a Chinese medicine doctor. When I examined Song Ji just now, I thought it might make him wake up!" Ye Chen said.

"You? No!" Song Fugui hadn't heard this sentence for too long. Every time the attending doctor of Ruijin Hospital gave Song Ji an examination, he shook his head in the end, and only said that he hoped a miracle would happen. As for the chance of waking up, no doctor would say.

"Uncle, I really don't have to lie to you. If you agree, I can treat Song Ji without any fees." Taking Song Ji's current situation, it can be said to be the worst. If there is a 1% chance of waking up, Song Fugui will agree to treatment.

However, Ye Chen's age is too young. Can such a young man really cure his son's illness? Can you really wake him up again?

"Then what medical skills did you learn?" Song Fugui asked after taking a deep breath from the big front door.

"I learned Chinese medicine. If I can, I am going to treat Song Ji through Chinese acupuncture and Chinese medicine."

"Chinese medicine!" For Song Fugui, he grew up in the country and is more familiar with Chinese medicine than western medicine, and he also knows some very good Chinese medicine doctors.

However, I have never encountered it before. Even in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Ruijin Hospital, a doctor came to treat Song Ji, but the final result was also nothing.

Originally, according to Song Fugui's idea, the treatment and hospitalization fees in the hospital were too high. He wanted to send his son back to his hometown for treatment.

However, the doctor in charge of the hospital told him that if he were to be sent back, Song Ji might suffer brain death by then. In that case, he would not be a vegetative person, but would have really become a dead person.

Under such circumstances, Song Fugui naturally dare not.

"Yes, I have a 40-50% chance of curing Song Ji's condition so that he can wake up again." Ye Chen said again. This 40-50% probability is equivalent to half the probability. In medicine, the probability is also very high.

However, he wondered why even if Ye Chen was his son's alumnus, why would he come to treat his son for no reason?

Even though Ye Chen had already told him just now that he wouldn't have to charge anything, did such a big piece of pie fall from the sky?

"Uncle, you couple can think about it, then make a decision, and when I come tomorrow, you can make a decision!" The key point of this matter is still Song Ji’s parents. If they disagree , Ye Chen naturally could not give Song Ji treatment.

"Okay, I will think about it tonight!" Song Fugui said.