Dr. Li hurried over, saw Zhao Changshu standing outside the door with a surprised face, did not speak, just smiled at him kindly, and then stepped into the intensive care unit.

After Zhao Changshu saw Dr. Li enter the ward through the glass window, he carefully examined the worker's body, and then asked the supervisor a few questions before stepping out of the ward.

Zhao Changshu greeted him, and before he could ask a question, Dr. Li took the initiative to say, "Young man, you can finally breathe a sigh of relief, your friend has initially passed the dangerous period, if nothing else, he should gradually get better." You can go in and visit him now. But the patient is still very weak and needs to rest, and you can't talk to him for too much time. Tomorrow morning, the hospital will transfer him to a general ward, and when the time comes, you can visit him as you please. ”

"Thank you, Dr. Lee. Thank you very much. Zhao Changshu couldn't help but hold Dr. Li's hand and said sincerely. He now not only admires Zhao Changlan's medical skills, but also admires his medical ethics.

"It's nothing, I'm just doing my duty as a doctor. You don't have to thank me, and you don't have to engage in those worldly things. After speaking, Dr. Li smiled generously at Zhao Changlan. Because he was so focused on his work, he didn't recognize the young man in front of him as the deputy director of the Education and Sports Bureau in Duping County.

Thinking of the two thousand yuan, Zhao Changshu couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and just wanted to say something more, but Dr. Li continued: "It's a pity that the conditions of the county hospital are too poor, and your friend may not be able to be arranged into the ward, so he will have to live in the corridor at that time." Alas, when the city government can allocate funds to build another ward building, then the hospital wards will not be so tight, and patients will not be so wronged if they pay to come here to see a doctor. ”

Dr. Li sighed helplessly as he spoke, and at this time, the H doctor in the ward suddenly came out of it with a medical tray, and when he heard Dr. Li's words, he said: "Isn't there a bed in the 302 special care ward, why don't the patients in it let the hospital arrange for patients to go in? This is the hospital, not the living room of his house." Why should he occupy two beds and an entire intensive care ward when he can pay the money? According to this reason, if I had the money, would I be able to take over the entire hospital, so that no other patients would go to the hospital to see a doctor? ”

After complaining, Taxi H glanced at the 302 intensive care ward not far away, and then walked towards Taxi H Station with a tray.

Of course, Zhao Changshu didn't want his brother to lie on the temporary bed in the corridor, although the hospital tried to make the corridor look like a ward, but the corridor is a corridor, people come and go, it is very noisy, and it can't be compared with the ward at all, and now I heard that there are beds in the 302 special care ward, so he immediately said to Dr. Li: "Dr. Li, since 302 still has a bed, then you bother, arrange my friend in, the cost is not a problem." ”

Dr. Li hesitated for a moment before saying, "It's not a matter of money, but the patients in room 302 are a little special, forget it, I'll say hello to the relevant personnel, and try to arrange your friends into 302." Don't get your hopes up too much, though. After speaking, Dr. Li waved his hand at Zhao Changlan, who was about to express his gratitude again, and walked away, but said with a light sigh: "Alas, this world is the way"

Zhao Changshu looked at Dr. Li's back and was a little dazed, not knowing why Dr. Li suddenly sighed. But he vaguely felt that it was related to the patients who were now living in 302.

"Who is the saint who lives in the 302 intensive care ward? Zhao Changshu thought about his thoughts, took the sterile gown and shoe cover from the hand of the H soldier next to him, put them on his body, and walked into the intensive care unit.

What made Zhao Changshu a little disappointed was that the worker only woke up briefly, and when he walked to the worker's side, he actually fell asleep again, but the blood on his face had returned to normal, and the oxygen mask was still stuck on his nose, and it could be seen from the ups and downs of his chest that his breathing was also very stable.

Zhao Changshu didn't speak, just looked at his brother quietly and closely. The worker is very ordinary, and he belongs to the people who can't be found when thrown into the crowd, but Zhao Changshu knows that the worker has a smart heart. He turned out to be a real welder, because he once participated in a vocational skills competition, suspected that the organizer was engaged in black-box operations, and exposed the shady scene on the spot, but he offended people and was found by the organizer to break his ribs twice. After the worker recovered from his injury, he secretly visited the murderer behind the murder who hired him to beat him in anger, and cut the man's lower abdomen with a watermelon knife.

At this time, Zhao Changshu looked at the workers lying on the hospital bed, and felt a lot of guilt for him in his heart, everyone joined the Poison Dragon Society under his inspiration, and originally wanted to live a good life, but because he has always insisted on not letting the Poison Dragon Society get involved in illegal business, the brothers' lives have been very hard, even the workers, these hall masters, only have 10,000 yuan per month, which is incompatible with their original intentions, and the brothers pin their heads to the waistband and follow him, but they don't want to live this kind of hard life.

There's nothing wrong with standing up for justice, but the pursuit of wealth is also the ultimate dream of most men, especially those on the fringes of society.

Now the business of the Poison Dragon Society in Jiahe City is gradually on the right track, and the business of the underground automobile city of the headquarters is gradually becoming popular, and Duping County is about to usher in a period of great development, and a lot of money-making opportunities are placed in front of the brothers, but I didn't expect the workers to fall, if the workers hang up like this, it is more unjust than Dou E.

The more Zhao Changshu thought about it, the more sorry he was for the workers, and a few tears actually fell from the corners of his eyes. The boy has tears and doesn't flick, but he hasn't reached the sad place!

Although Zhao Changshu didn't say a word, the tears and expressions on his face showed the feelings between him and the workers vividly, and the H Shi standing on the side was also moved by the feelings between the two men in front of him, so he whispered to Zhao Changlan: "Don't worry, your friend Ji Ren Tianxiang should get better soon." ”

Zhao Changshu nodded heavily, and repeated the words of H Shi in a low voice: "It will be fine, everything will be fine." "I don't know if he's talking about the workers' health getting better, or the days of the Poison Dragon Society getting better, or something else in society going to get better, maybe both.

This night, Zhao Changshu sat silently in front of the worker's bed all night, and the H Shi urged him to leave several times, but he did not listen, and finally Miss H had to let him stay in the ward.

The next morning, the worker woke up again, and when he saw Zhao Changshu with a tired face in front of him, his lips in the oxygen mask twitched, and Zhao Changshu clearly heard the worker shouting a gun.

"Brother, you're finally awake! Don't talk, get some rest, the doctor has already said that you have passed the dangerous period, and you will be alive in a few days. When the time comes, let's have another drink!" Zhao Changshu hurriedly whispered.

The worker grinned and didn't speak, but Zhao Changshu knew everything he wanted to say from the worker's smile. Brothers don't need too many words in the first place, a smile and a look are enough!

At Dr. Li's insistence, the worker was eventually admitted to the 302 intensive care ward, but when Zhao Changshu helped H Shi push the worker into the ward, some unpleasantness occurred.

When the H sergeant urged the wheeled cart, and Zhao Changshu held the hanging bottle, and pushed the workers into 302, the patient who had been living in it had already woken up, and there were seven or eight young men and women around the bed, and the tone of their voice seemed to be the patient's son, daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law, and son-in-law.

Lying on the hospital bed was a middle-aged man in his fifties, with a very good complexion on his face and a loud voice, not at all like he was seriously ill.

Seeing a new patient coming in, the crowd who had been elated just now stopped talking, and just looked at Zhao Changlan and the workers on the wheeled cart with disdain. A young man with a small head said to the sergeant, "Oh, well, what are you doing here? I don't know if we have already secured this ward? Why do you have to arrange for patients to come in?"

"There are not enough hospital beds, so he can only be arranged in, and everyone includes a little. Although H's wording was fine, she couldn't get used to the arrogance of the patients in this ward, so her tone was a little stiff.

When the young man saw H Shi's indifferent expression, he immediately became unhappy, and said loudly: "What do you mean by this? He came in to pay money, and we came in to pay money, but we came first, and this world has not come first and then arrived!"

"I'm sorry, you already owe money, the hospital has the right to make arrangements for this bed. H Shi said without humility or arrogance, and began to tidy up the hospital bed next to the middle-aged man as he spoke, wanting to put the messy things such as brain platinum and gold partner on the hospital bed in the cupboard in the corner of the ward.

Unexpectedly, as soon as her hand touched something on the bed, she suddenly rushed to her in one step, slapped the back of her hand violently, and shouted: "Don't touch Lao Tzu's things, can you afford to pay for the damage? Your hospital is too dark, right, we only paid 2,000 yuan for hospitalization five days ago, and now we are in arrears? I want to go to the relevant departments to sue you!"

There were immediately five reddened finger prints on the back of H Shi's hand, and she said without flinching: "How do you beat people? The special care ward is a rare resource, and the fees are already high, not to mention that you occupy two beds, of course the cost is high! Also, according to your requirements, the daily injections for him are all imported medicines! Is it not expensive? If you want to continue to live here, hurry up and pay the bill." But you can't occupy this bed anymore. This is a hospital bed, not a hotel accommodation!"

"Beating people? Lao Tzu is beating a stinky girl like you who doesn't know the height of the sky! I think that if you are wearing filial piety clothes, you are really an angel?

"Stop!" At this moment, Zhao Changlan, who was holding the hanging bottle, suddenly let out a cold drink, and then looked at the inch head coldly and said, "Don't disturb my friend, otherwise the consequences are not something you can bear!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Changshu whispered to the workers who were staring at everything in front of him: "Brother, are you okay? Don't be angry, it's just a little foot, and it's not worth being angry with this kind of person." ”

The worker wore an oxygen mask, and it was inconvenient for him to speak, so he just nodded slightly, but his eyes were full of disgust.

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