Master Doctor in the City

Ye Chen found that these places, although they are within the area of ​​San Francisco's Chinatown, are indeed similar to the dirty, chaotic, and poor urban villages in China.

In addition to seeing fat mice slowly passing by from time to time, you can also smell the foul smell from the stinking ditch.

Ye Chen felt that if those Chinese lived like this in the United States, why would they travel thousands of miles away from home to live in such a place?

"The environment here is not good, but the rent here is cheap, one or two hundred dollars a month will do." Said a Chinatown person in charge next to Vice President Han.

One or two hundred U.S. dollars, which is nearly a thousand yuan. The place to rent in a domestic city is definitely better than here.

However, I heard that the hourly wage here in the United States is much higher than in China.

The Vice President Han led the way, and Ye Chen and several other exchange group members followed behind, carrying the bags of Shanghai local specialties they prepared.

When he came to the door of a room on the sixth floor, the person in charge in Chinatown rang the doorbell at the door. About ten seconds later, he heard everything inside and then went out to open the door.

"Brother Wang, see who came to see you?" the person in charge of Chinatown asked.

"Who is that?" the middle-aged man who became Wang Ge asked strangely.

However, he could tell at a glance, but he could not recognize anyone he knew. He has relatives and friends in China, he knows very well, and if relatives and friends in China want to visit him, they will definitely notify him in advance.

However, this brother Wang did not receive a domestic call. What's more, he knew very well that he didn't mix well on the American side, and that his relatives and friends in the country had also heard of it, so it must be impossible to trouble him.

"They are all your relatives in China." The person in charge of Chinatown laughed.

Brother Wang was still a little puzzled. He felt that his eyes were not dazzling, and he must have read it correctly. However, he still let Yu Shaohua and Ye Chen in.

When entering inside, Ye Chen found that the living room of this suite was not very big, it was similar to the small living rooms of those rented houses in Shanghai.

However, there are still chairs and stools inside.

When Brother Wang brought the stool and chair, Ye Chen and Yu Shaohua had heard Brother Wang coughing there from time to time, and the cough was very severe.

You know that you are sick at this glance?

"Brother Wang, when did you get sick?" the person in charge of Chinatown asked.

"In the past two months, I don't know if I have felt typhoid fever?" said the Wang brother.

When Brother Wang poured water for Ye Chen and the others, when he found a set of clean tea cups, he learned from the person in charge of Chinatown that this brother Wang was already the second generation of immigrants.

Brother Wang's father immigrated from the mainland first, but his father was the worst. Before he left the world, he still didn't get a green card from the United States. He worked hard all his life and didn't enjoy any good American benefits.

As for the current brother Wang, it can be said that he immigrated with his father after finishing high school in China. Although he has obtained the US green card, his life is very poor. Otherwise, he would not have to rent the cheapest house to live in.

Brother Wang poured water on Yu Shaohua and the others. When Vice Chairman Han introduced Ye Chen and their identities when they sat down, Brother Wang realized that these were members of the cultural exchange group from Shanghai. This time they came here to express condolences.

In any case, Brother Wang is still very grateful to these people.

Ye Chen took a sip of water and looked at Brother Wang and said, "Uncle Wang, seeing you have a very painful cough, why don't you go to the hospital for medical treatment and medicine?"

Ye Chen knows that the United States is very developed in all aspects, including medical care. Many people on the Internet say that medical care in the United States is free and that this is a paradise for the poor.

However, how can I see that all of Brother Wang doesn't seem to be like the paradise mentioned on the Internet?

"Go to the hospital?" Brother Wang shook his head helplessly.

Ye Chen still couldn't understand. He felt that this cold and fever would be cured in domestic hospitals at most for hundreds of thousands of yuan.

Of course, if Ye Chen took the shot, it would certainly not cost much, and the cost of Chinese medicine of tens of yuan could be cured.

"Although I got a green card, I don't have medical insurance in the United States for the time being. If I want commercial insurance, I have to ask for more money. I don't think I have any serious illnesses, so I didn't buy it." Wang Ge said helplessly.

Ye Chen now understands that the medical insurance in the United States is indeed very good, but it is not aimed at all American citizens. According to American data, at least 15% of the people in the United States have no medical insurance. Among them, the main descendants of Latin America, white descent, Asian descent, and African descent, are these people who later immigrated.

These people will not get any protection at all. As for them, if they want to buy relevant commercial medical insurance, they are actually similar to those bought in China.

Not only is it expensive, but it is still troublesome when you want to use it. In addition, Wang's family is not rich, so there is no need to think about commercial insurance.

"Then why don't you go see a private doctor?" Ye Chen asked.

He thought for a while and felt that there should be a lot of Chinese and Western doctors in the United States, even here in Chinatown.

"Here, this aspect is very strict. The government arrests black doctors very strictly, so you can't go to private outpatient clinics like in China." said the person in charge of Chinatown.

If that were the case, Ye Chen understood a lot.

Of course, even so, he felt that if the United States did not oppose Chinese medicine, Brother Wang could go to a Chinese doctor in Chinatown to prescribe a prescription to buy a decoction and drink it. It shouldn't be as painful as it is now.

"I went to see this. Western medicine is not good enough, and a few doses of Chinese medicine are prescribed, but the effect is not very obvious." Wang Ge said.

Of course, before drinking Chinese medicine, he had taken those western pills, but at most, he could stop the cough for a period of time, and then he would recover and even worsen.

When they heard this, Yu Shaohua and Ye Chen both understood.

Vice President Han said: “Xiao Wang, don’t worry about that. The members of the cultural exchange group who came this time are all members of the Shanghai Traditional Chinese Medicine Association. They are all famous doctors from major hospitals in Shanghai. You can line up for medical treatment at the place where Chinatown organizes activities."

"Really?" Brother Wang didn't expect that these people are actually very good Chinese doctors. If that's the case, he won't have to cough so hard.

Ye Chen thinks, how can he endure it if he is sick?

Therefore, he said: "Uncle Wang, we must treat the illness as early as possible. We can see you now instead of waiting until tomorrow."

Hearing Ye Chen say that, the middle-aged man in his 40s, Wang Ge, seemed happier, and Yu Shaohua looked at Ye Chen with admiration.

When Ye Chen asked Yu Shaohua and the others to see Brother Wang first, they all showed Brother Wang the pulse condition, the tongue condition, and other questions.