Doctor Zhao, help!

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"what happened?"

Zhao Sheng saw Brother Ao at a glance, walked over in two or three steps and said.

"Dr. Zhao, look, he's standing by and staring at people like this, how can I do business?"

When the middle-aged boss saw Zhao Sheng coming, he immediately complained bitterly.

"Dr. Zhao, I just want to see which table has some food left, and I'll take some with me. Nothing else, really."

Brother Ao said a little embarrassed.

It's sad to say.

He didn't have much money to begin with. Although the treatment for the homeless brother's tuberculosis was free, others still cost money. Therefore, even if he saved the money, he would spend it quickly.

Hearing the words of the burly Ao brother, the middle-aged boss did not move at all, and his expression did not change at all. In a hospital, if you want to say the worst thing about it, not being able to eat is only the slightest one.

Many diseases are far more tormenting to people than hunger without food for a day or two.

The middle-aged boss has seen too many things.

To the middle-aged boss, Brother Ao is just a homeless man who affects his business.

"Boss, from now on, he can use my meal card to pay for his meals."

Zhao Sheng said calmly.

"Dr. Zhao, what? Your meal card was exceeded last month..."

The middle-aged boss said with some embarrassment when he heard Zhao Sheng's words.

Logically speaking, this is a trivial matter, but Zhao Sheng's meal card has already been maxed out, and the middle-aged boss also runs a small business and doesn't want to advance money.

Even if he pays for Zhao Sheng's food expenses alone, for Zhao Sheng's sake and to make friends with Zhao Sheng, a rising star, there is no problem.

But the problem is that Zhao Sheng is not using the meal card alone, so the middle-aged boss is in a dilemma.

For senior attending doctors like Zhao Sheng, the hospital also provides some benefits, and this meal card is one of them.

Basically, if Zhao Sheng only eats by himself, or occasionally invites a few people to eat, there is basically no need to recharge the meal card throughout the year, and the meal subsidy given by the hospital is enough.

But Zhao Sheng’s meal card has actually been exceeded because of family members of patients like Brother Ao.

"It's okay, I'll rush in later."

Zhao Sheng continued.

"Okay, okay, please, Dr. Zhao."

The middle-aged boss breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had some connections and was able to contract the canteen, he still tried not to offend doctors like Zhao Sheng who had strong connections in the hospital.

"Doctor, I..."

Brother Ao was very moved by Zhao Sheng's coming forward. In his opinion, this was a proper rescue of Jianghu, and it was a matter of great justice.

In fact, Brother Ao once had a good life. Brother Ao was once a zookeeper and specialized in raising wild beasts. However, due to some changes, in order to help others pay off their debts, he sold his house. After experiencing some things, he Instead, I fell in love with this wandering life.

"Take good care of him and tell me if you need anything."

Zhao Sheng just patted Brother Ao on the shoulder and said nothing more.

After Zhao Sheng left, the middle-aged boss naturally took Brother Ao to get food. This was naturally for Zhao Sheng's sake.

"I'm telling you, it's Dr. Zhao, no one else will care about you."

The middle-aged boss who was calm just now suddenly said to Brother Ao.

The middle-aged boss is not a wooden person, and people are not grass and trees, so how can they be ruthless? But in a canteen business in a place like a hospital, he has seen too much and is numb.

"Dr. Zhao is a good person and will be rewarded with good things."

Brother Ao just said this.However, he was very moved in his heart. Wandering was, to put it mildly, freedom. How could he describe the pain and suffering he experienced to outsiders in just a few words?

"Good news?"

When the middle-aged boss heard this, he didn't know what he was thinking of, and he shook his head slightly.

Here, Zhao Sheng fulfilled his promise to Song Sixian and really treated him to a [big meal], but it was in the cafeteria.

"Old Zhao, the feast you are talking about is the canteen?"

Song Sixian looked at Zhao Sheng and said helplessly.

Originally, Zhao Sheng said he was going to treat him to a big dinner, so he was somewhat looking forward to it!
"It's so nice here. It's clean, hygienic, and tastes good. After eating, you can get back to work right away."

Zhao Sheng smiled and said.

"Just fool me every day."

Song Sixian shook his head slightly and said that he and Zhao Sheng had played very well since college. Zhao Sheng was very strange in the eyes of all his classmates.

For example, when taking the postgraduate entrance examination, Zhao Sheng identified Yu Zhongbo and wanted to be Yu Zhongbo's graduate student.

In the eyes of other students, this is simply the behavior of a fool.

Several graduate students and Ph.D. students had their graduation postponed because they could not meet Yu Zhongbo's stringent standards. That was an embarrassment.

At that time, those who applied for Yu Zhongbo's graduate school were simply a dead group.

However, Zhao Sheng not only passed the exam, but also went from graduate student to doctorate. After graduating from the doctorate, he followed Yu Zhongbo in the most difficult emergency department.

All the students, even those from foreign classes, agreed that Zhao Sheng was indeed a tough guy!

"By the way, how is the child with meningocele doing?"

Zhao Sheng ate a piece of fried pork ribs that was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and asked Song Sixian again.

"The operation is very difficult. You should cooperate with me when the time comes. Your hands are steadier than mine. I am now the only one."

Song Sixian said.

"Isn't it strange that I didn't teach you in the emergency room? Why don't you, Shenwai?"

Hearing this, Zhao Sheng couldn't help but asked strangely.

"Yes, yes, but those two knives that can't even do basic suturing, do I dare to bring them to the operating table in Shenwai?"

Song Sixian said with a slight sigh.

"These newcomers are getting worse every time. We were on the operating table during our undergraduate internship. You and I, before graduation, both performed complete appendicitis surgeries during our undergraduate internship. .”

"What about now?"

After a pause, Song Sixian sighed again.

"Okay, just let me know when the surgery is scheduled."

"We can't simply say that today's graduates are not capable. Back then, our teachers were free to perform surgeries on me. Now I'm afraid we don't have such conditions."

Zhao Sheng thought for a while and said.

When Zhao Sheng was an intern, he was really allowed to perform appendicitis surgeries on students. Of course, the graduates at that time were also very professional.

But in the current medical environment and doctor-patient relationship, which teaching teacher who is not afraid of death would dare to operate on students, especially interns?
Then the patient's family must not sue him and bankrupt him!
"Just hold on for a while, the wind is getting stronger and stronger now."

Song Sixian said pointedly.

(End of this chapter)