Chapter 1503: The Poor Monk Was Angry
Fang Zheng said: "Donor, the poor monk is just an ordinary person, and the donor doesn't need to be like this." ”
"You're not ordinary, you're a living Bodhisattva. The old man said excitedly.
Fang Zheng was helpless for a while, so he could only let the monkey bring the tea, and let the old man take a sip first to calm down his emotions.
When the old man came to his senses, Fang Zheng said: "Donor, what are you looking for a poor monk?"
The old man thought for a while and said, "Abbot Fangzheng, my name is Wei Dabao, and my home is in this mountain. Ay...... I'm here for my wife, he has a bad heart, he got sick two days ago, he went to the hospital, and he almost lost his ......"
Speaking of this, Wei Dabao's tears flowed......
Fang Zheng said: "Isn't it good to be treated in the hospital?"
Wei Dabao said bitterly: "The doctor said, after reading the medical knowledge you left behind, although there are treatments, many things are still in clinical trials, and many drugs are also being explored because of technical reasons."
Moreover, the projects that everyone has overcome are also very scattered, and my wife's illness just happens to be a problem that has not yet been overcome. At present, the more effective method is to build a bracket, but a bracket is the cheapest, and the domestic one costs 15,000, and the imported one costs 20,000 or 30,000 yuan, or even 40,000 yuan. My wife needs three brackets, and the minimum is 100,000 yuan...... I've sold everything I can at home......
To be honest, this time I saw a lot of people entering the mountain, saying that they were looking for Abbot Fangzheng, and I only came with the last hope.
If I find it, my wife still has hope, but if she can't find it...... Hey......"
Speaking of this, Wei Dabao sighed: "There is still a coffin board at home, let's bury it together...... I'm tired of living......"
When Fang Zheng heard this, a flash of anger flashed in his eyes, and he said: "In the medical skills I left behind, all the technical difficulties of heart stents are pointed out, and they are not difficult problems. Why is it still so expensive? Especially abroad, it's so much more expensive than China?"
Wei Dabao said: "There is no way...... I've heard people say that people have technology, and they can ask for money to sit on the ground. Even if our country introduces zero tariff, the price is outrageous...... Not only this kind of stent, but also some drugs that we have not yet conquered, are also scaryly expensive.
Moreover, it seems that these drugs are more expensive to sell to us than to people in other countries...... Moreover, I heard that there will be a price increase recently, do you say that people are not angry?"
When Fang Zheng heard this, he only felt a burst of anger in his heart rise instantly!
At the beginning, he left his medical skills and didn't take care of it, but he didn't expect that after two or three years, there was not much progress in domestic medical treatment. However, he can also understand that theory and practice are two different things, and many high-end pharmaceutical products require extremely sophisticated equipment.
When the time comes, if you can't save people, but harm people, then the gains outweigh the losses.
This is also done for the sake of rigor in China......
But those foreign companies are inevitably too hateful, taking advantage of the shortage of domestic medicine and technology in Huaxia, they actually work hard to pit Huaxia!
Is it really that China, a country of etiquette, is there no anger?
Fang Zheng said: "Donor, you go and tell your wife to take it out, and the poor monk will come to your house to help her heal later." ”
"Ahh
Fang Zheng nodded slightly, "Yes." ”
Wei Dabao was ecstatic, he didn't know where to put his excited hands, he stood up to leave, but something was absolutely wrong, and he was about to kneel down when he turned around......
Fang Zheng hurriedly stopped and said, "Donor, just kneel, if you really thank the poor monk, just say two more good words about the poor monk." ”
"Good man...... Good man......" Wei Dabao shouted with tears and laughter.
In the end, Wei Dabao hugged Fang Zheng, and tears couldn't stop flowing down......
Ten minutes later, after Wei Dabao left his address, he went out under the leadership of Red Boy.
As soon as Wei Dabao left, Fangzheng's face became serious.
Lane Breaker: "You seem to be angry. ”
Fang Zhengdao: "The poor monk is not angry, the poor monk is very angry!"
"Uh, what's the difference?" asked Broken Car.
Fang Zheng said: "If you are angry, you just need to calm down, but anger must be vented." ”
As he spoke, Red Boy came in again, only this time he brought a middle-aged man.
"Abbot Fangzheng, hello, I am a staff member here at GXSZF, my name is Li Xuan, and it is a pleasure to meet you. Li Xuan said.
Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and said: "The donor is polite, donor, the poor monk came to you because he wanted to ask you something." ”
Li Xuan said: "Although Abbot Fangzheng said yes, in fact, GXSZF here also asked me to keep in touch with you, if you have any needs, just mention it." As long as it is compliant, legal and reasonable, we will try our best to satisfy the master. ”
Fang Zheng smiled: "The poor monk doesn't want anything, he just wants the donor to help bring a word back." ”
Li Xuan asked curiously, "What words?"
Fang Zheng whispered a few words, Li Xuan was surprised at first, then ecstatic, and then said with some bitterness: "Abbot Fang Zheng, if someone else told me this, I would definitely scold him for being a madman." But since it was said by the abbot, I don't dare to guarantee anything, so I can only convey these words back as they are, and as for whether it will be successful or not, it depends on the meaning of the above. ”
Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and said: "There is a labor almsgiving, the poor monks believe that they should be happy to see this result......"
Li Xuan nodded, and after remembering the correct phone number, he got up and left.
After Li Xuan left, Fang Zheng's mood was also a lot more relaxed.
After a while, Fang Zheng pulled the red boy over and asked, "How much is the incense money?"
When the red boy heard the money, his eyes turned into crescent moons, and he smiled: "It's much older! There is a boss who smashes a pile of salted fish on it." The salted fish are almost smashed...... If it weren't for the fear that you would beat him, he would have wanted to go with others. ”
Fang Zheng smiled: "This useless pure attachment, so much money is like walking away with someone...... But you can ask, if someone has the right bid, sell him. ”
"Master, I protest! I was beaten with money in front of me, and you were discussing in the backyard to sell me!" exclaimed Salted Fish indignantly.
Fang Zheng smiled awkwardly: "I'm joking for the teacher, you see, God didn't split me." ”
The salted fish looked up at the sky, and sure enough, no thunder fell, so he flattened his mouth and said, "You passed the test...... Master, I have to drink saliva, sitting in front of me is like a live target. ”
After saying that, the salted fish ran to drink water......
Fang Zheng hid in the backyard, and from time to time secretly went to see the situation in the front yard, seeing that the money was getting more and more, Fang Zheng also smiled.
Not long after, Fangzheng's mobile phone rang, and Fangzheng saw that it was a strange call.