Chapter 369: Being roasted on the fire
In the ward, several patients' family members sat together, talking to each other in private.
A thin woman looked around and whispered:
"Hey, have you heard about it? Today, a little girl was hit by a car. I heard that her liver was ruptured. The operation fee will be thousands, and she will need to use very expensive medicine later. She can't get rid of it even if it costs thousands, and then her family
If you are poor and cannot afford it, you will have to give up treatment as a mother."
A fat woman nodded:
"I've heard it, I've heard it. Didn't I say that the medical expenses have been settled? Why give up?"
The woman wearing a sweater also put down her work and sighed:
"This family is so lucky. The director of the hospital spent his own money to treat her child. My family's conditions are also poor. Now I have to spend one or two hundred yuan. What should I do?"<
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"Yes, yes, why doesn't Dean Chen pay our medical bills?"
Each of the women showed envy and unwillingness on their faces, as if they had missed out on hundreds of millions.
"But don't mention it yet. This dean has a really high level of ideological consciousness. These thousands of dollars are a lot of money. How much does he get paid in a year?"
At this time, the thin woman curled her lips,
"Hundreds and thousands of dollars, what does President Chen of these four hospitals count? I heard some doctors say that this president made tens of millions of dollars by performing surgeries on wealthy foreigners."
"Oh my God, is it true? Isn't that making a fortune?"
"How could he spend so much money? This God is really unfair. The rich are so rich and we are so poor."
"How much is tens of millions of dollars? I'm a little confused..."
Seeing the exclamations all around, the thin woman said disdainfully:
"Isn't he a high-minded person? He is so rich and can pay for my daughter's medical expenses, so why can't he help us? If I can save hundreds or thousands by kneeling down, I am also going to give him this.
The chief dean knelt down."
When several women heard this, they were all stunned, and then their eyes lit up:
"How do you say it? What are your plans?"
"After a while, we will stop Dean Chen halfway, and we will follow the example of that woman and kneel down for him to see if he agrees to help us pay for the medical expenses. If he doesn't agree, then he has an affair with that woman.
Improper relationship, otherwise why would you only give them relief?
It would be best if he agrees. My family can save one or two hundred yuan. How much millet can we sell? What do you think? Do you want to go? There are many people and strength. Maybe Dean Chen will be soft-hearted and give it to us.
Hospitalization fees are completely waived."
The fat woman slapped her thigh: "Then what are you waiting for? It's just kneeling down. I'll just kneel down to the Mud Bodhisattva. Anyway, there's no missing piece of meat."
The sweater woman had no intention of doing any more handicrafts: "Okay, then take me with you and I'll go too."
These women were chattering and discussing, and their voices became louder and louder. People passing by listened and stopped one after another.
After a while, many people joined this "kneeling group". For money, these people will do anything.
Some are poor and crazy, while others are not necessarily poor, but simply bad...
Poor Chen Qi didn't know what was going on. It was almost noon, so he invited Dean Guo and Director Zhu to have a meal together in the cafeteria.
At the dinner table, when Dean Guo heard that Chen Qi had decided to give them a set of imported surgical instruments, he laughed so hard that he couldn't close his mouth.
"Good boy, I read you right. You still think of us when something good happens, but then again, why don't you just give us a set? Then Lao Zhu has it, but I, Lao Guo, don't have a share?"
Chen Qi was very speechless: "Dean Guo, now we are competitors. I am so easy to bet against my enemy. Do you still want me to hang out in the fourth hospital?"
"It's just a good time that the fourth hospital can't survive. Come to our People's Hospital and I'll let you be the vice president. Oh no, if you want to be the president, I'll let you do it too. How about it? You hurry up and bring four state-of-the-art operating rooms.
Come join us."
Chen Qi almost spit out a mouthful of dry vegetable soup.
Zhu Huoyan quickly came to the rescue for Chen Qi:
"Dean Guo, haven't you always wanted to see Chen Qi's set of tens of thousands of dollars of surgical instruments? Come on, let's take a look while we are free today."
Dean Guo was also happy when he heard this: "Let's go, what are you waiting for? Let's take a look."
A few people were chatting and laughing. As soon as they walked out of the cafeteria and came to the courtyard, a large group of people suddenly rushed over.
These people were old and young, male and female. When they saw Chen Qi, they immediately surrounded him, and then they all knelt on the ground.
With this posture, he could have been an extra in a palace scene, and all he had to do was shout: "The emperor has passed away~~~"
Before Chen Qi could react, a thin woman suddenly burst into tears:
"Master Qingtian, you have to make the decision for us~~~"
The fat woman next to her quickly pulled her back and shouted in a low voice: "It's wrong, it's wrong, we are not complaining."
"Oh, Dean Chen, you can't just die without saving me. My man is dying in bed. Unfortunately, my house has sold out all the tiles. I really have no money for medical treatment~~~
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A thin woman took the lead, and others began to howl:
"Dean Chen, please save my old man. We have stopped taking the medicine for 2 days. If we don't save it, it will be too late~~~"
"My wife is so miserable. She broke her waist a few days ago and is still lying down unable to move. If this continues, the children at home will not have money to go to school, and food will be a problem."
"Dean Chen, please give me some money."
"Dean Chen..."
Chen Qi's mind went crazy, and he was at a loss. He had never seen such a scene before. There were more than 20 people kneeling on the ground, kowtowing while kneeling. The scene was too miserable.
Those who didn't know thought he was Huang Shiren, and all those kneeling on the ground were Yang Bailao, as if they had returned to the old society.
"This, this can't be done, it can't be done, get up, get up quickly, what's going on?"
“Dean Chen, if you don’t agree to help us, we won’t get up~~~”
"Yeah, I can't survive anyway, so I might as well kneel down and die~~~"
"Dean Chen, please help us pay the hospitalization fee. We will be grateful to your ancestors for eighteen generations~~~"
The shocking scene in front of the cafeteria, with loud cries, immediately attracted the attention of all employees and hospitalized patients.
All of a sudden, the small courtyard was filled with people on three levels inside and outside. Many patients even joined the kneeling team when they heard that the young dean in the middle of the courtyard could pay for people's medical bills.
At first there were a dozen people, then more than 20 people, and in the end I couldn’t even count how many people were crying.
The small courtyard knelt together, making Chen Qi standing in the middle stand out even more. The problem is that this "emphasis on focus" is definitely not a good thing.
Because many onlookers have already begun to point fingers at him.
Chapter completed!