Chapter 147: After the Dead, the Problem Comes
After confirming her death, Yi Jiaxin collapsed directly on the ground.
Yang Xiaotian didn't comfort Yi Jiaxin, death, this is the only way for every doctor, no need to comfort, no way to comfort.
You have to come out of the shadow of death, and if you can't get out, you don't want to be a doctor, it's not for you.
What? You said you were going to be an immortal doctor.
Don't be naïve, kid.
Not to mention all kinds of emergencies, but all kinds of cancer, can you cure them?
The doctor tries his best to snatch the patient out of the hands of death, but the doctor is really not a god, at most it increases your chances of survival, but it is really too much, and the doctor can't do anything.
You can make a fuss and say, I paid for it, why can't I be cured?
Moreover, if you can't cure the disease, doctor, what's the use of asking you?
But that's the case, medicine is still developing, a hundred years ago, colds and fevers could kill people, and tuberculosis was basically an incurable disease, but now? Tuberculosis is no longer a big problem.
This is the meaning of the doctor's cunning.
At least you don't have to resist the fever, and your family doesn't have to worship the Bodhisattva and pray that you will get well soon, and it can be solved by taking medicine and hanging water.
A hundred years ago, tuberculosis could not be cured, but now it can be cured.
Cancer can't be cured now, what about a hundred years from now?
Medicine is constantly evolving, and doctors are a vital part of this development.
That's the reason, but the patient's family doesn't understand it.
Or, they understand, but they just don't want to.
This country often governs the country according to trouble, crying children have candy to eat, Lao Tzu is dead, there is no problem, and a house can be made if you make a fuss.
Someone has eaten the sweetness, as long as the people who are not right-minded in the back, can they not make a fuss?
A few days ago, there was news that a student died at home, and the family took the child to school overnight.
Why?
It's not like I want to blackmail the school for a sum of money.
When Yang Xiaotian looked at the time and said in a slow tone: "Time of death, 3:42 p.m....", the family exploded.
The middle-aged woman pounced directly on the old man and wailed: "Dad, my poor Dad, you said that you are a good person, why did you come to the hospital, and if you say no, it will be gone..."
The shackles on the middle-aged man's body had been untied, and he didn't dare to move his hands and feet at Yang Xiaotian, so he called directly.
"Second, it's me, our dad is going...... Okay, don't ink, come quickly, just in the first courtyard of the city, bring more people......"
"Uncle, it's me, my dad went, in the first courtyard of the city..."
"Big nephew, is your dad here? Your grandfather is gone......
Call after call.
When he called, he stared at Yang Xiaotian with an unkind face.
Yang Xiaotian doesn't care, he has seen a lot of battles this time, and there is no shadow in his heart, won't he die?
This is really not good to hear in the ears of the patient's family, but the fact is that which hospital does not die thousands of people a year?
No matter how good he said this, if it can't be cured, it can't be cured, and if you should die or you have to die, what can you do?
He picked up Yi Jiaxin and said, "Let's go, go back and rest first, and there is still work behind..."
The middle-aged man immediately rushed up with an arrow step, blocking the way of the two, and said domineeringly: "No one is allowed to go..."
Although Yang Xiaotian has no shadow, he is still a little sad, although he tried his best, but after all, he is dead, and there is no life, so it is still a little sad to think about it.
But now that he was stopped by this man, he was unhappy in his heart and asked, "Why are you not allowed to go?"
"My dad died," the middle-aged man said word by word.
"Then I'm not his son, why can't I go?" Yang Xiaotian asked rhetorically, he was most annoyed by such an entangled person.
"You speak with humanity?" the middle-aged man raised his voice and said angrily, "Dead people seem to you to be so understatement? My dad died at your hands, and you have to be responsible..."
Yang Xiaotian asked, "Then you mean, your father was killed by us?"
The middle-aged man said: "Don't talk about these things, it's okay to send them, even if you didn't kill them, this is also a medical accident..."
Yang Xiaotian said: "Even if it is a medical accident, you ask an expert to identify it, as long as it is a medical accident, it doesn't matter how much money you let me pay... But now you have to get out of the way, I have to go..."
The middle-aged man sneered a few times: "The appraisal is also the appraisal of your medical system, you are all doctors, can you not help each other? I can't believe it..."
Yang Xiaotian was speechless: "Then you can go to the field for identification, no matter how great our energy is, we can't put pressure on the field, right?"
"I just don't believe it," the middle-aged man said.
Yang Xiaotian said helplessly: "That's okay, you said you want to do something, right?"
The middle-aged man still wanted to save face, so he didn't say it directly, and turned his head to look at his daughter-in-law.
The middle-aged woman immediately rushed up and said, "Lose money... You have to lose money... I tell you, when my dad was alive, his retirement salary was more than 6,000 a month... My dad is so strong, he has to live for at least another 20 years, right? 6,000 a month, 72,000 a year, 720,000 in 10 years, 1,420,000 in 20 years... And this is just a pension, my dad can usually teach people to draw or something, he can earn four or five thousand a month, I don't lie to anyone, you just give two million...
Oh, by the way, and the funeral expenses or something, you have to pay for it..."
Yang Xiaotian couldn't help but laugh angrily, and he said: "Let's not talk about how much it is, why do you want me to pay for this funeral expenses? Could it be that if he doesn't die today, he will never die in the future? Sooner or later, there will be no funeral expenses?"
The middle-aged woman said unreasonably: "Don't say those who don't have it, you just say whether you give it or not, right? I sue you, what's wrong with you if you can fight? If you don't give money, we will make trouble, the hospital doesn't care if we go to the city to make trouble, the city doesn't care, we go to the province to make trouble... I don't believe how capable a little doctor is of yours..."
Yang Xiaotian smiled, and then his face turned cold, and said: "You can go wherever you like to make trouble, you are not used to you doctors, open it for me..."
After speaking, he pushed the two away, and walked out with Yi Jiaxin, who was pale.
The needles on the legs of the young man next to him were almost sewn, and he said to the middle-aged woman: "Sister, eldest sister, you are really imposing..."
The middle-aged woman twisted her head and said proudly, "Don't look at who I am..."
The young man gave a thumbs up: "That's okay, take me with you when you want to make trouble, I heard that you have money to do this business, and I don't want more, just 200 meals a day..."
The middle-aged woman looked at the young man with disdain and said, "That's all unprofessional, our profession has always relied on our family..."
The young man was dumbfounded, and it took him a long time to realize that he was despised, and scolded: "Damn, this is still a family business?"
Saying this wronged these two people.
But it's not far off.
These two relatives died before, and the deceased's daughter was the sister of a middle-aged man, and she also died of normal illness, but as a result, dozens of people gathered, and they waved banners such as "Return my grandfather" and "No virtue hospital, grass and people's lives" outside the hospital.
The two saw a business opportunity at that time.
It's just that I don't have a chance.
This opportunity has come, how can you let it go?
After Yang Xiaotian left, Luo Fei, who heard the rumor, walked over, and said to the angry two: "Can you come to my office to talk first..."
The two looked at Luo Fei suspiciously.
The middle-aged woman asked, "Who are you?"
Luo Fei smiled: "I am the director of the emergency department, Luo Fei..."
"What is there to talk about? If you give money, it's fine, and if you don't give money, no one should think about it. I'll sue you, it's not easy for Tianwang Lao Tzu to come, my dad died in your courtyard, let you lose money, isn't it an exaggeration?" The middle-aged woman said like a cannon, "I sue you, don't bully me, I don't understand, I will post Weibo and WeChat, and when the time comes, it will be too late for you to regret it..."
Luo Fei was speechless, but still said: "It's just talking about money, but we can't interfere with normal work here, right?"
Middle-aged men and women exchanged a few words with each other.
The middle-aged woman said: "Okay, I'll go to the office with you, but my husband has to stay here, he has to look at the body, lest you snatch it and cremate it, and then we can't find a place to go..."
Luo Fei was dumbfounded, and was stunned for a while before he said helplessly: "Okay, you come with me..."
After saying that, walk ahead.
The middle-aged woman nodded to the middle-aged man again before following.
Here, Yang Xiaotian had already sent Yi Jiaxin to the lounge, Yi Jiaxin still had a frightened expression, like a marionette, letting Yang Xiaotian put her on the sofa, motionless, and did not speak, and it took a long time for a tear to fall to the ground.
Yang Xiaotian sighed and said: "Actually, I don't have anything to say, but I can only say that the responsibility is not yours, you did everything according to the rescue process, and you can only say that your life should be like this... I'll go out first, think about it yourself..."
After saying that, he got up and left, and when he walked to the door, he looked back at Yi Jiaxin again, and said, "You will encounter this kind of thing again in the future... You have to remember that it's not your responsibility, don't blame yourself for things... It's not good for you, it's good for the patient's family..."
In the office, after the middle-aged woman came in, Luo Fei said "Wait a minute", went to lock the door, and then closed the blinds.
The middle-aged woman snorted, clasped her hands on her chest indifferently, and watched Luo Fei do this.
After doing this, the room was much darker, Luo Fei turned on the light and asked, "What do you want to drink?"
"Don't drink anything, let's talk about money," said the middle-aged woman.
Luo Fei smiled slightly: "I'm just talking to you about money..."After speaking, he lowered his head and opened the cabinet of the desk, took out two stacks of money from it, placed them on the table, and then pushed them forward.
The middle-aged woman frowned: "What do you mean?"
"Give you money," Luo Fei said as a matter of course.
The middle-aged woman laughed: "20,000 yuan? 20,000 yuan want to send us away? My director, you look down on us too much, don't you? Even if you add another zero, I can't look down on it..."
After speaking, she glared at Luo Fei: "20,000 yuan, according to the pair, you can't send us..."
"Who said that 20,000 yuan is the money to send you?" Luo Fei blinked and asked rhetorically.
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