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Eight hundred and thirtieth chapters poor disease

Li Zhao pursed his lips and vaguely understood something, but it was hard to say anything. The hospital does have the responsibility to save lives and heal the wounded. He will also open a green channel for critically ill patients. However, the hospital is not a relief institution after all, and it is impossible for people to treat their illness for free.

Li Zhao is very clear about this, so Li Zhao can actually understand that he has no money and has to drive the patient out.

What's more, the hospital is not its own small clinic. Everything is decided by itself. You can wave your hand and then save the patient's money. It is absolutely impossible for the hospital to do such a thing.

And the child in front of him probably encountered such a situation.

"This!" Li Chuanqi opened his mouth and stood there a little embarrassedly. His face was also a little uncomfortable, as if he could not cure the patient, just like his shame.

"What disease does his father have?" Li Zhao asked softly.

"Ciligo!" Li Chuanqi said quickly, he still had some impression of this patient.

"Ciliac cirrhosis?" Li Zhao's expression was a little strange when he heard this. Generally speaking, most people with cirrhosis have to do this because they drink too much. However, judging from the child's clothes, his father should not be the kind of person who can drink alcohol frequently!

"Yes, it's just genetic susceptibility to cirrhosis. The specific cause is unknown, so we can only take conservative treatment!" Li Chuanqi said, "The situation in this child's family is really not very good. They came out of the mountain!"

"Genetic susceptible cirrhosis?" Li Zhao's expression was slightly stunned when he heard this, "If you get this disease, it would be a disaster from the sky!"

"Yes!" Li Chuanqi nodded, and the security guards didn't know what to do.

In fact, they didn't want to stop Xu Liang from doing anything, but as a security guard, their responsibilities were just that. Now seeing Dean Li Chuanqi standing beside him, I felt a little nervous and didn't know what to do.

"Grandpa, miracle doctor, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, save him, save him!" Xu Liang lay on the ground. Although Li Zhao held his hand, he still could not stop his body from lying on the ground. Looking at his appearance, Li Zhao sighed lightly.

"Or else, let's go and have a look?" Li Zhao turned his head and looked at Li Chuanqi, feeling a little depressed.

"Okay!" Li Chuanqi nodded slightly, and stopped saying anything. He threw half of the food there.

When Xu Liang heard that Li Zhao was willing to go, he cried even more. He didn't know what attitude he should use to express his mood at the moment, so he could only lead the way while crying.

Li Chuanqi's face was still a little embarrassed, especially when the foreign guests were still present. Seeing this kind of thing really made him feel a little embarrassed, but he felt more guilty in his heart.

"It's not that we won't treat him!" Li Chuanqi slowly walked to Li Zhao's side, then lowered his voice and explained, "The main reason is that they are all paperless offices now. You can't prescribe medicine without paying money. This is all handled by computers. If you don't prescribe medicine, he will have no way to continue treatment. It's useless to live in the hospital. Moreover, the medical resources in Zhongyuan are not rich, and there are patients who need to be hospitalized more waiting!"

"I know!" Li Zhao nodded as he heard Li Chuanqi's explanation, "I understand the dean. I also run a clinic, and I often encounter this situation!"

"Hey!" Li Chuanqi sighed softly, "I remember this child, because many doctors and nurses in the hospital have donated money for their family, but it is useless. Genetic susceptible cirrhosis cannot be cured at present. It is also a terminal illness. You can only hang it first with the medicine, but it doesn't work. We have no choice but to do it. We have tried our best!"

"I understand!" Li Zhao nodded, but still said nothing, but I understood these two words, which silently revealed a trace of helplessness in his heart.

Soon, the few people walked back to the ward under Xu Liang's leadership. As they walked along the way, Xu Liang stopped crying, but sobbed while walking, and turned around to look at Li Zhao from time to time, as if they were afraid that Li Zhao and Li Chuanqi would lie to him and then leave.

Not long after, a few people came outside the ward, and at this moment, there were many people gathered in the ward. In addition to other patients, there were only doctors, nurses, patients, and a patient's family.

The atmosphere in the room was not very good. The patient's family knelt on the ground, crying loudly, and did not speak, just crying, crying silently, obviously for a long time.

That was a woman. From Li Zhao's perspective, the woman was only in her thirties, but from her appearance, she looked like she was even fifty or sixty years old. She looked extremely old, and the skin on her hands was cracked, so she obviously didn't live a good life.

At this moment, several young doctors were standing there helplessly, as if they were trying to say something, but they couldn't say it.

"But I have no money, and this disease cannot be cured!" Everyone was a little silent, but soon, an older nurse spoke.

The nurse has been doing this for decades, and has seen countless times in this situation. Even if these patients stayed in the ward, they didn't exert force, so they just spoke.

As the words fell, the atmosphere in the room became even more gloomy.

"Sister-in-law of the Xu family, it's not that I don't let you treat it, it's that your disease is really not cured. Not to mention the Central Plains, there are no cases of curing it in the whole world, especially for families like you who have this disease, it's a disaster!" The nurse continued to speak, and slowly carried the patient on the bed with a few people next to her, wanting to transport the patient to a wheelchair.

The man on the bed also had a vicissitudes of face and a little dull expression. He just grabbed the guardrail beside the bed with a conditioned reflex, as if he had hope of survival as long as he stayed on the hospital bed.

"Brother Xu, your disease cannot be cured, and it cannot be cured even if you live in the hospital!" The nurse continued to speak, expressionless, but this sentence was like a needle, piercing the man's final despair.

People are afraid of death. Even when they know that they are bound to die, they always think that they can make themselves live for a while, even for a while.

But some things seem to be more important than being alive.

The man's eyes surged for a moment, as if he had recovered some spiritual energy, but his hand holding the guardrail still did not release it.

The woman on the ground was still crying, her shoulders were constantly twitching, but not many tears came out.
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