This doctor is not short of money

Chapter 20
Through the window of the office, Du Heng suddenly found that the flying snowflakes had stopped, and the sun shyly shed a few rays of sunlight through the already thin clouds.

On the road, the sprinkler truck playing "Only Mother is Good in the World" drove slowly by.

I don't know what is added to the water in the sprinkler. As long as it is sprinkled on the road, the snow on the road will melt quickly.And when the weather turns cold, even if the added snow melts into water, it will not freeze.

Du Heng took two sips of water beautifully, sat down on the chair to rest.

This morning, it can be said that he has never had an experience since he went to work.

But this feeling, he likes it very much!
Effective treatment 3/1000 (in progress)

Taking time to glance at the progress of the task, Du Heng found helplessly that the patient just now provided him with only one valid case.Even though he was treated separately for high fever and cold, the system did not convert them into two.

Alas, for the basic salary of 50000, it seems that I still have to see a doctor for treatment honestly.

Wu Buwei finished the medicine, but he didn't send it directly, but took it to the office.

Du Heng saw that it was just right, took the medicine to the ward, and just explained the dosage of the medicine clearly, so there was no need for the family members to make a special trip.

Wu Buwei watched the medicine being taken away by Du Heng, he hesitated to speak.

He knew that the scene in the ward just now made him ashamed.

"Brother..."

"You read the book, I'll just send it up, and I'll tell the patient how to use the medicine. By the way, read the book carefully, and ask if you don't understand. If you fail the inspection on Friday, I will punish you."

Du Heng was not angry because of what happened just now, because he knew that being angry would not solve the problem.

In the afternoon, the patient with facial paralysis was discharged from the hospital with the medicine prescribed by Du Heng.

Du Heng looked at the back of the patient leaving, and always felt like he had forgotten something, but he just couldn't remember it.

"What the hell did you forget?"

Du Heng scratched his head casually, turned around and walked to the office.

Unexpectedly, a voice suddenly called him from behind, "Dr. Du, wait a minute."

Looking back, he saw a very familiar man standing behind him.

It looks familiar, but I just can't remember who it is.

With a system, why is the memory so bad?
Du Heng said politely, "Hi, may I ask who you are?"

"Dr. Du, I'm Fan Yuxiang." As the man spoke, he grabbed Du Heng's hand and firmly held it, "Dr. Du, thank you so much, you are amazing."

Fan Yuxiang and Du Heng suddenly realized, no wonder they looked familiar.

It's no wonder Du Heng couldn't remember, they met twice last Friday, once in the ward and once in the lobby.

It's been two days since I attended a funeral and met too many people, so I just forgot it.

"Is the inspection finished? What's the result?" Du Heng asked with concern, after all, he asked others to check.

"Thank you so much, Dr. Du, I have checked it, and it is indeed the emphysema you mentioned."

"Then why weren't you hospitalized?"

Fan Yuxiang was a little embarrassed, he hesitated and didn't speak.

Du Heng also saw it, and said, "Let's go, go to my office and talk about it."

Back in the office, Du Heng closed the door, leaving him and Wu Buwei in the office, "Let's talk now, what's going on?"

Fan Yuxiang hesitated to speak, his face was full of embarrassment and embarrassment, "Dr. Du, you can see my illness, so can you cure me?"

Du Heng leaned back, "It can be cured, but can you tell me why?"

"Hey, I asked, the hospitalization in the pulmonary hospital will cost more than 4000 until the disease is completely controlled. Even if it can be reimbursed, it will cost more than 2000, and the medicine that we need to buy from outside will cost more than 1000. I can't afford it. My girl is a sophomore this year, so the burden is a bit heavy."

Fan Yuxiang breathed out, and said helplessly, "I don't have any skills and abilities, so I can only work hard, but this disease, alas!"

Du Heng sighed, feeling sorry for the parents of the world.

It's the same at home.

In order to be able to marry a wife, the eldest niece can go to school with peace of mind, and the eldest brother is also ignoring his own health and planning to find a job in the city.

Fortunately, I have a system to avoid this kind of situation, and the future will get better and better, but Fan Yuxiang in front of me is really difficult.

Emphysema is a disease of the rich.

This disease, it will not kill you, but it is very tormenting.

Can not catch cold.One must be very careful in daily life. If one accidentally catches a cold, one will suffer from shortness of breath and poor breathing, and one will need to be hospitalized for treatment, which will cost a considerable amount.

Can not be tired.Lung function is impaired, and you will be panting after walking a few more steps, let alone doing farm work or heavy work.If you are disobedient and insist on doing some heavy work, you should go to the hospital and lie down.

Moreover, the disease has to be treated with medication for a long time, and the nutrition must keep up. This cost is also a huge expenditure.

The troubles of the little people!

Especially for a family like Fan Yuxiang, if he falls, it means the pillar of the family has fallen.The economic income of the family immediately decreased by 8% or even more.

"I can cure this disease, but these days, you need to be hospitalized to eliminate the inflammation in your lungs."

"Yes, thank you, Dr. Du."

Du Heng waved his hand, "Don't get too excited. Traditional Chinese medicine is not as effective as Western medicine in treating this disease, and it will take longer. After one day, after you are discharged from the hospital, you still need to take medicine to control it. You have to be clear about this."

Fan Yuxiang nodded to show that he knew that no matter how long it takes, the cost of traditional Chinese medicine can only be said to be drizzle compared to the cost of western medicine.

And one more thing, he can get a higher reimbursement rate for the treatment in the hospital. He has asked someone to calculate it, and it basically doesn't cost much.

Seeing Fan Yuxiang nodding, Du Heng said, "That's fine, you go and register first, and I'll give you a hospital stay."

Panting heavily, Fan Yuxiang thanked Du Heng again and went to register.

Du Heng saw that Fan Yuxiang's name was already on the system, clicked on his case and read it carefully.When Fan Yuxiang came in, he asked him to stretch out his hand, and he wanted to check again.

After diagnosing the pulse, Du Heng's eyebrows twitched, "Come on, lie down on the bed here, and I'll give you a physical examination."

After another round of busy work, Du Heng looked at Fan Yuxiang with a strange expression.

And this look made Fan Yuxiang startled, "Du...Dr. Du, what's wrong with me? Is my condition getting worse?"

"Aggravated? What do you think, how is your state today compared to the previous two days?"

Fan Yuxiang thought for a while, "It's much better than the previous two days. Two days ago, I was panting when talking, and when eating, the heat in the food could cause coughing. Today is much better, and I don't have much panting when walking."

"That's right, the shortness of breath has been alleviated, did you say it's serious?"

Du Heng looked at Fan Yuxiang speechlessly, "Have you received treatment in the pulmonary hospital? Or what medicine have you taken these days?"

Fan Yuxiang froze for a moment, "The lung hospital also just finished the examination this morning, and I came back after the diagnosis in the afternoon. I didn't receive any treatment. Oh, by the way, I have been taking the medicine you prescribed for me for the past few days. .”

"The medicine I prescribed? Didn't I prescribe you a dose that day?"

"That's what happened. I went to the pulmonary hospital on Friday and didn't get checked. They don't go to work on Saturdays and Sundays. I'm so uncomfortable. I took two medicines according to your prescription on Saturday."

"So that's it, how many times do you drink a day?"

"Three times."

Du Heng sighed, "It's too much. Twice a day is enough."

Fortunately, I only drank it for two days. If I drink it for a few more days, I'm sure I won't be able to cause other problems.

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