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"Brother, there is nothing we can do. We can't not charge every patient. Although we have the relief fund, we can't help everyone." Li Dingshuai interjected.

"I, I." When the migrant worker saw Li Dingshuai saying this, he was so anxious that he didn't know what to do.

Mo Zhitao waved his hand and said, "Brother, go back and get the money, I'll guarantee it for you first."

"Okay, thank you doctor, let's go get the money now," the migrant workers suddenly remembered that A Bing still had half a year's wages to pay, and the construction company should compensate them for the medical expenses of this accident, and they should be able to pay for A Bing's medical expenses .

Li Dingshuai watched the migrant workers leave, and he said to Mo Zhitao, "Master, it's not that I don't have sympathy, but we can't save the poor people in the world. Like this migrant worker is a work-related injury, the construction company has to pay for them. If we don't force Tell them, they won't ask the construction company for money."

Just now when Li Dingshuai saw that no one from the construction company came over, he was full of anger. How could he be so careless about human life?If these migrant workers are deliberately blocked, and the migrant workers call the police to arrest the construction boss, won't the boss quickly take out the money to pay the medical expenses for the patients?

Sometimes Mo Zhitao is just too soft-hearted. Migrant workers are generally quite tricky. If you don't stop them, they will probably disappear with the cured person after you save them.This is not the case in the hospital, the more people from other provinces, the more careful they are.

"Well, let's take a look first. This migrant worker is seriously injured. If he is not rescued now, there is no way to save him. And even if he can be cured, he will stay in the hospital for at least a month." Mo Zhitao shook his head. .

"Ding Shuai, go and rest, you have to go to work in the afternoon." Mo Zhitao said shyly.In order to save this migrant worker, he was embarrassed to let these colleagues who had a lunch break rush to work.

"It's okay, I'll just go and rest for a while." Li Dingshuai nodded and said.He originally wanted to say that there are quite a lot of patients with fever in Corey now, and he was afraid it might be contagious flu.But he thought that even if it was contagious flu, he could cure it, so it was good for everyone to take precautions.Therefore, he did not say any more.

In the afternoon, after the wound on A Bing's body was stitched up, Mo Zhitao took Li Dingshuai to the ward.In order not to let others see, they locked the ward after entering.

"Master, Ah Bing's condition is very serious." Li Dingshuai said worriedly.He felt the pulse for A Bing just now, and found that A Bing's internal organs were damaged beyond repair.

"I'll give it a try, take my time, and see if I can treat him." Mo Zhitao's face also became serious, and he did his best for a condition like Ah Bing's.

Mo Zhitao took out his sterilized silver needles, and when he moved his hand, a surge of true energy poured out, and then the silver needles shot at the acupuncture points on A Bing's body.

"Swish, swish," said A Bing, with more than a dozen silver needles inserted into his body.

As Mo Zhitao's internal energy circulated, the silver needle on A Bing's body also trembled.

Needle with Qi!Li Dingshuai couldn't help but widen his eyes when he watched Mo Zhitao's acupuncture.He had seen his grandfather perform acupuncture like this before, and only his grandfather could perform acupuncture in the Li Family Medical Center.

Using internal force to enter the patient's acupuncture points through silver needles, this kind of treatment has a multiplier effect.This kind of treatment also consumes a lot of the doctor's internal strength, and in severe cases, it will also lose the doctor's internal strength.Therefore, doctors will not use this trick until the critical moment.

Mo Zhitao grabbed A Bing's left hand, he closed his eyes and poured the qi into A Bing's body with Yin Yang Art, he wanted to feel the imbalance of yin and yang in A Bing's body.

He called Li Dingshuai in because he wanted Li Dingshuai to protect him.Now he treats patients with one mind, if someone sneaks up on him, he will die or be seriously injured, he has to be careful.

Mo Zhitao frowned secretly. A Bing's body was pierced by a steel bar, and the nearby viscera were severely wounded, and the dark yin energy there was very thick.But after a period of time, there will be necrosis.

go!Mo Zhitao snorted secretly, and a wave of true energy in his body surged towards A Bing's chest. He wanted to use the true energy to restore the functions of A Bing's internal organs.

Half an hour later, Mo Zhitao was still holding A Bing's left hand, and the silver needle on A Bing's body was still shaking.

Li Dingshuai was surprised. Generally, acupuncture treatment takes half an hour, and the doctor has to stop to catch his breath.If the treatment continues, the doctor's internal strength will be seriously depleted, and severe cases will suffer internal injuries.

But Li Dingshuai didn't dare to speak out. Now when Mo Zhitao is treating patients, what he fears most is being disturbed.

An hour later, Mo Zhitao's face was a little pale, and some beads of sweat secreted from his forehead, and then slowly flowed down his face.

Suddenly, Mo Zhitao opened his eyes, and he looked at A Bing on the hospital bed.

"Master, you have been treating the patient for an hour." Li Dingshuai immediately reminded Mo Zhitao in a low voice when he saw Mo Zhitao opened his eyes.

"Oh, it's been an hour." Mo Zhitao took a breath, he slowly withdrew his true energy, and then let go of A Bing's hand.

Ah Bing's injury was too serious, if he didn't inject more yin and yang zhenqi into Ah Bing, Ah Bing would definitely not be able to heal.As for whether A Bing can be saved, it depends on his will to survive.

After a while, Mo Zhitao saw that the zhenqi on the silver needles had entered A Bing's body, so he moved his hand, and a surge of internal force rolled up the dozens of silver needles and flew them back to Mo Zhitao's palm.

"Help me get it disinfected." Mo Zhitao said a little tiredly.

"Yes," Li Dingshuai nodded, "Master, are you okay?"

"I'm a little tired. I'll take a rest." Mo Zhitao shook his head, his internal energy consumption was only [-]%, if someone assassinated him now, he could only rely on the death needle to save his life.

Now A Bing's face is more rosy, and his internal organs are healed, but it will take some time before he recovers.And it also depends on Ah Bing's own physical fitness, he dare not guarantee that Ah Bing will recover.

Li Dingshuai opened the door of the ward and went out, and Sister Fang who was waiting outside came in.Seeing the paleness of Mo Zhitao's face, she couldn't help asking worriedly, "Director, how are you?"

"It's okay, I was overworked treating the patients just now," Mo Zhitao said. "Sister Fang, the patient is not out of danger yet. For a week, I will treat him with acupuncture every day. After a week, if his condition stabilizes, the patient will be out of danger."

"Okay, we will pay attention." Sister Fang nodded.

Mo Zhitao wrote a prescription and handed it to Sister Fang, "Take it for seven days in a row, one dose a day, if the patient can't take it, then feed it slowly. By the way, has the patient's hometown come over?"

"I haven't come to pay the money yet." Sister Fang shook her head and said.

At noon, the two migrant workers just signed the relevant documents, and they haven't paid a penny yet.For such a seriously injured patient, at least tens of thousands of medical expenses are required, which no one can afford.

Although it is said that there is a relief fund in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, there are procedures to be followed, and people donating funds are not fools.

"Wait a little longer. If you still don't come, call them and ask them to send someone over to take care of the patient." Mo Zhitao glanced at A Bing on the hospital bed, "It is estimated that there is still half an hour, and the patient will come." wake up."

Just now Mo Zhitao used yin and yang zhenqi to eliminate the black yin qi in A Bing's body, but the yin qi was too thick and too much to be eliminated all at once.One week, if Ah Bing can survive a week, he will be fine.

When Mo Zhitao washed his hands and went outside, he saw the two migrant workers coming over at noon.They were sweating profusely, as if they had traveled a long way.

"Director Mo." The migrant worker called out a little embarrassedly when he saw Mo Zhitao.They asked other doctors just now, and they knew that Mo Zhitao was the director of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

"Oh, you two are here, I was just looking for you." Mo Zhitao laughed.

"Director Mo, after we went back at noon, we only raised more than 1000 yuan. I, we can pay the money first, and we will find a way to raise it tomorrow, okay?" The migrant workers lowered their heads embarrassedly.

Originally, they asked the boss to ask for A Bing's previous salary, but the foreman stopped them and said that the boss was not there, and they would talk about it later if there was anything to do.But they clearly saw the boss in the office inside, so they sneaked in to find the boss.

But the boss said that Ah Bing's salary will be discussed later. He is not free now, and he has no time to ask people to check how much money Ah Bing still has.

The two migrant workers knelt down to the boss and said that if there was no money for the hospital, A Bing would die.Otherwise, it is also possible to pay their wages first.But the boss left in a Mercedes-Benz and ignored them.

Because they couldn't get their wages, the migrant workers could only go to other migrant workers in the construction team to borrow money.Everyone knows about A Bing, but they don't have much money on them, so if you pay ten yuan, I will scrape together 20 yuan.

After the migrant workers got the money, they ran to the hospital, even reluctant to take the car.Because of A Bing's injury, they need money too much.

The migrant worker took out a plastic bag, opened it and said, "Here is 1432 yuan. Let's pay that much first, and tomorrow we will go to the boss or borrow it from other fellow villagers."

Because they haven't paid wages for half a year, most of the money they sent back home was sent home, and the rest was spent almost the same, so they didn't have any extra money.

Mo Zhitao looked at the change of one, two, and ten yuan in the plastic bag. He nodded and said, "Okay, you can pay the money first. I just treated A Bing, and he will wake up in half an hour. Come here, but the danger period is not over yet, I will treat him for a week, if he can survive this week, he will be fine."

"Thank you, Director Mo." The two migrant workers smiled happily.As long as A Bing can survive, no matter how hard they work, it will be worth it.Damn it, money is bastards, as long as they can save their lives, they will earn these bastards again.

"This week, Ah Bing can't get up or move. You have to take turns to take care of his eating, drinking, cleaning and other things. If you can't do it, call Ah Bing's family and ask them to come over." Mo Zhitao said.

The migrant worker shook his head, "Director Mo, our hometown is far away, they can't come here, and they don't have so much money to come here, so why not let us take care of A Bing, isn't it just for a week?"