The No. 2 Hospital in the city has a local legend of "not treating the living".
This is not to say that the technology of the Second City Hospital is very good.
But it means that normal living people would not want to go to the second doctor.
The reason why Second Medical Hospital can survive to this day is that it relies on government funding and because it is cheap enough that even people with no money dare to enter Second Medical Hospital.
Of course, in an era when family-friendly medical insurance has entered thousands of households, seeing a doctor is no longer a big problem for everyone.
No one who has a choice would go to the second doctor.
The second doctor today was empty as usual.
Several elderly nurses chatted at the nurse's station, holding a handful of melon seeds in their hands and cracking them carefully.
"A patient was sent to the emergency room this morning. Which department was he transferred to?"
The head nurse lowered her head and looked at the record book in her hand. A nurse next to her smiled and said, "It doesn't matter which department it is, as long as someone is in charge. There are many doctors in our hospital, and there will always be someone who will take care of it."
The doctors in the second hospital are all those who are not needed by some hospitals. They come to the second hospital to provide care for their elderly because they can't get the professional qualifications. There are also some who don't have good grades in school and just want to find a job.
The head nurse was about to say something when she noticed that several nurses suddenly stopped talking and stared directly at the door.
Several doctors wearing white coats, with the logo of the Municipal First Hospital outlined in red lines on their chests, walked in with their heads held high and their expressions slightly arrogant.
"Hello, let's go through the transfer procedures."
The leading doctor glanced at the nurses in the nursing station and went directly to the woman wearing the head nurse's badge: "This is the transfer consent form, please accept it."
The head nurse was so frightened that she dropped the melon seeds in her hands: "Oh, oh, oh, the patient's name is... Zhou Changhong? Strange, when was he admitted to the hospital?"
Looking up, meeting the complicated and unspeakable eyes of the doctor from the previous hospital, the elder nurse blushed: "Let me check."
I quickly lowered my head and searched on the computer. After a while, I still couldn't find it. A new intern nurse next to me saw the head nurse sweating profusely. He gently pushed her elbow and reminded her in a low voice: "Nurse Chief, the patient we admitted this morning has not been entered into the file yet."
The head nurse broke into a cold sweat for a moment, and explained stumblingly: "Ah, I must have been too busy in the morning and forgot about it for a while."
These words, coupled with the scattered melon seed shells on the table and the half-drunk milk tea, are unconvincing.
The doctor from the first hospital sighed: "Please complete the procedures for us as soon as possible, thank you."
The head nurse nodded repeatedly: "Okay, right away."
In the emergency room of the second hospital, Uncle Zhou was waiting anxiously. He would go out and take a look from time to time: "Hey, nurse, when will our master wake up? Please help me find a doctor. He has been left here for a long time without any attention." ”
The little nurse who was caught rolled her eyes and said angrily: "What are you looking for me for? I'm not a doctor. Just wait. The doctor will come naturally when he goes to work."
Uncle Zhou felt cold in his heart: "Yes, but this is an emergency. If anything happens to our master..."
The little nurse pouted: "Oh, just in case, don't be afraid."
Uncle Zhou had a glimmer of hope: "What, is there a way?"
The little nurse stretched out her white and tender hand and pointed outside: "Well, half a mile ahead is the funeral parlor. Our hospital cooperates with them. Doctors and patients in our hospital can enjoy a 50% discount. If something happens, you can call them directly and report it to our hospital. Name, here is the business card, remember to keep it."
"Bah".
Uncle Zhou sat down on the ground, holding a thin business card in his hand in despair, imitating Mrs. Xianglin and repeating in his mouth: "My master is going to die... My master is going to die..."
At the end of the corridor, several people arrived in a hurry.
"Uncle Zhou, where is my dad?"
Father Zhou's heart suddenly tightened when he saw Uncle Zhou slumped on the ground with a look of despair.
"Master...Master..."
Uncle Zhou burst into tears: "Inside..."
"Master... Madam..."
At this moment, Uncle Zhou felt that the sky was about to fall. Seeing these two people was like seeing the backbone of his family. He immediately couldn't care less about the woman he disliked yesterday who couldn't go to the table or go out: "It's my fault. I shouldn't treat my wife and That young lady spoke arrogantly and rudely. It's all my fault. You can hit me hard and scold me, but please save me..."
As he said this, he sincerely wanted to kneel down to the couple.
"Uncle Zhou, your master is also our father. Let what happened yesterday be in the past. I forgive you, but you have to apologize to the little girl of the Xu family."
Mother Zhou supported the old man and said, "We won't just watch something happen to dad, don't worry."
"I apologize, I will definitely apologize, I will apologize immediately, please save me."
Although Uncle Zhou is confused and stubborn, and it's okay to be annoying, he is very loyal to Old Man Zhou. He has been Old Man Zhou's pupil since he was a child. At that time, Zhou's family was still very wealthy. Uncle Zhou's family was poor and his parents spent all their money. With his thoughts, he followed the previous master through thick and thin, and found a good job for him to follow the next head of the family. He has been doing this for the rest of his life.
Uncle Zhou couldn't imagine how he would survive for the rest of his life if his master was gone.
The couple looked at each other and walked to the emergency room without stopping.
The conditions in the emergency room of the second hospital are not good.
There were two canopy beds alone inside. The pale scorching light shone on the face of Mr. Zhou who was lying on the bed, revealing a different kind of "whiteness".
Shockingly white.
Both of the Zhou family felt equally chilled: "Dad!!!"
Father Zhou burst into tears.
"Ahem, please excuse me. Let's do a basic check first."
The doctor from the First Hospital who was following them immediately walked over and checked Mr. Zhou's breathing. He opened his eyelids to see if there was any dilation of the pupils. After doing a simple examination, the doctor breathed a sigh of relief: "It doesn't seem to be a big problem for the time being. Breathing." It's normal and the heartbeat is healthy. The specific situation will be further checked after being transferred to the hospital."
"Then let's leave quickly."
A group of people pushed Old Zhou out.
He ran into the disheveled director of the emergency department who came in a hurry. When he saw each other, the director's eyes lit up: "Are you Director Zhang of the emergency department of No. 1 Hospital? We held the last emergency exchange meeting in the province. We met once... Hey, hey, don't leave..."
The emergency director of the first hospital didn't even look back. The shouts of the emergency director of the second hospital who chased him echoed through half the hall.
The nurses who were eating melon seeds just now pretended to be busy and exchanged glances with each other: "This is the first time I have seen Director Niu so panicked."
"The patient sent here must have a good background."
"Why would you send a second doctor if you have such a strong background?"
"If you don't have a good background, why would the emergency department director of a hospital personally come to pick up the patient and transfer him to another hospital?"
"Who knows about this..."
