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This stumped Cheng Wenming, and he said helplessly: "Mr. Han, in fact, I have wanted to invite Director Huang and the others to a meal to express my gratitude, and I have already done so, but they just refused to go."

"But we can't express our feelings." Mr. Han said thoughtfully.

Cheng Wenming said with a smile: "I definitely can't express my feelings. Director He and I discussed it and planned to send a banner in the name of our Binjiang City Public Security Bureau. We have already reported to the bureau leaders for instructions, and the bureau leaders not only thought it should be sent, but also Ask for a bigger pennant!”

Just sending a banner is not sincere enough...

This is a life-saving gift. It is similar to giving a box of Maotai to each of the hospital leaders, several chief physicians, and deputy chief physicians.

However, he thought that sending Moutai would be an unhealthy trend. Mr. Han, who was thinking about how to adjust the "political and business relations" in the future these days, immediately gave up the idea of ​​sending Moutai.

He was thinking hard about how to express his gratitude when Xiao Hanlu suddenly said: "Let's send flowers to the doctors and nurses. If each person sends a bouquet of flowers, they will definitely be happy!"

Cheng Wenming turned back and smiled: "This is a good suggestion. Sending flowers not only makes people happy, but also has a sense of ceremony."

Xiao Hanlu was praised and encouraged. She held the milk tea in her hand and said with a smile: "You can also order coffee for the doctor and milk tea for the nurse. When the Hanwu epidemic was at its worst, people were so grateful. The most beautiful rebel."

Director He smiled and said: "Oh, why didn't I think of that? Mr. Han, I think Lulu's idea is a good one. What do you think?"

Mr. Han touched the corner of his mouth and thought for a while, then raised his head and said: "You can send flowers and milk tea, and you can help, but this is a life-saving gift. How can I just send flowers and milk tea? It is not sincere enough. Isn't their ICU ward tense? , I can donate an ICU ward to the hospital."

Cheng Wenming thought he heard wrongly and reminded: "Mr. Han, what the hospital lacks is not the wards, but the equipment in the wards."

"I'm talking about the equipment, the equipment in the ICU ward."

"There are so many instruments. Medical instruments are very expensive. It will probably cost a lot of money!"

"I have several doctor friends. I'll call and ask first. Cheng Zhi, Director He, you can send the banners. After all, that's what your Public Security Bureau wants. Lulu, you and your sister Lulu are responsible for the flowers and milk tea. Ask Make sure you know how many doctors and nurses there are in the surgery department before you send more, and don’t send more than one person."

"Okay, it's up to me and Sister Lulu to send flowers and order coffee and milk tea!"

Xiao Hanlu had no idea about money since she was a child. She didn't know what it meant to be sent to an ICU. She only knew that she could send flowers, coffee and milk tea to the doctors and nurses right away, and she cheered with joy.

Cheng Wenming and Director He were shocked and couldn't believe that Mr. Han could be so generous.

After chatting for a while, we hung up the video.

Just when they were about to go downstairs to eat first, Mr. Han called.

"Mr. Han, what's going on?"

"It's about the ICU."

Mr. Han looked at the estimate just sent by his doctor friend and said with excitement: "I just learned that there are a lot of equipment in the ICU ward, and they are not cheap. A bed costs hundreds of thousands, and a monitor costs tens of thousands. Ventilators range from hundreds of thousands to hundreds of thousands, and blood purification equipment costs hundreds of thousands.

There is some ECMO product that is even higher, starting at more than one million. Ultrasound machines cost hundreds of thousands, fiberoptic bronchoscopes cost hundreds of thousands, and comprehensive endoscopy workstations also cost hundreds of thousands. People say that this is the basic configuration of a tertiary hospital, and the equipment used is the best, many of which are imported. "

Cheng Wenming didn't expect him to take him seriously, and asked in surprise: "So it costs seven to eight million for one set?"

In the past few decades, most of the hype has come true.

Mr. Han didn't want to slap himself in the face, especially when it came to how to thank his son for saving his life. He looked back at his lover who was sitting by the side settling accounts, and said with a bit of embarrassment and a bit of pride at the same time. :

“The County People’s Hospital is not a tertiary hospital. The equipment only needs to be usable. It doesn’t have to be the most expensive, nor does it have to be imported.

I can't compare with those big bosses with deep pockets. My ability is relatively limited, so I can only donate according to the normal allocation. I asked some of my doctor friends, and they said that five million can definitely be done. "

Cheng Wenming was stunned and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Director He calmed down and hurriedly grabbed the phone: "Mr. Han, I understand your mood, but this is not a trivial matter. You must not be impulsive!"

"I'm not impulsive. Five million is just a house. Isn't my son's life worth five million?"

Mr. Han was eloquent and impassioned.

Ge Sulan felt really sad at first, but when she heard him say, "Isn't my son's life worth five million?", she felt that the money should be spent and donated. She immediately took the phone and said with a smile: "Cheng Zhi, Director He, my family Lao Han is not joking, we are talking about serious business, and I support this matter!"

"Comrade Sulan, we are not outsiders. We have nothing to be embarrassed about. For such a big event, you have to donate so much money at once. I strongly suggest you not to be impulsive and think about it again..."

"This is not impulsive, don't think about it. Could you please help us communicate with the hospital leaders. We will donate money directly, not any equipment, and let them purchase it themselves. Otherwise, they will think that we can't trust them, and we don't understand. We don’t even know if the equipment we buy will be useful or not!”

"You've decided, must you donate?" Director He asked nervously.

"We have decided to donate. We must donate. Only in this way can we express our feelings."

Afraid of further persuasion by the two leaders of the Public Security Bureau, Ge Sulan looked back at Mr. Han who was staring at her with grateful eyes. She held up her mobile phone and sighed: "People still spend millions to see a doctor, but the money is spent on the disease." It may not be curable. They saved my family Xinxin’s life, so the five million should be spent, it’s worth it!”

…

Mr. Han and his wife are determined and cannot be persuaded no matter how hard they try.

If it were before, Cheng Wenming would have felt that Han Zonghao was inhumane.

But now is not the past. He knows very well that the reason why Mr. Han is so generous is not only to express his gratitude to the county hospital, but more importantly, it is his love for his son.

Director He hurriedly reported to the bureau leaders. Director Yang was shocked and immediately suggested coordinating with the hospital to see if a donation ceremony could be held. He even planned to come and participate in person.

The hospital leaders received the call and found out the whole story. They couldn't believe their ears, because donating to hospitals is something that can be done abroad. It may also be done by hospitals affiliated with medical universities in Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou and Shenzhen. Eighth-tier hospitals like them There are not many small hospitals in small counties.

When the epidemic was at its worst, not even enough donations were raised for medical supplies, let alone five million!

Not only did he agree to hold a donation ceremony with the Binjiang City Public Security Bureau and his relatives, but as soon as he hung up the phone with Director He, he quickly contacted Director Huang and other "members of the medical team" and asked them to go check the ward again and help the patient get a good check-up.

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PS: I came to Nanjing today to attend a provincial young writers creative conference. I took a train for more than two hours. When I arrived for an interview, I also had to prepare a speech for tomorrow’s conference. The update is late, so please forgive me, brothers and sisters.