Dean Zheng was obviously worried that his subordinates would have resistance to this matter, so he came to explain in person, did not call, and emphasized that the patient's family had already assured him.

Of course, there is no problem with the dean personally explaining that. Director Qiu threw the wallet to Director Zhang and informed the head nurse to arrange for the patient to have a bone marrow aspirate.

When Dean Zheng saw Director Qiu stuffing his wallet into Director Zhang's arms, he didn't know what was going on, and looked at him suspiciously.

Director Zhang smiled and said, "Just now I was discussing the issue of what to do with the cost of medicine for the examination of the patient, and I said that I will pay for the medical expenses, so give him the wallet, hehe." ”

"Oh, why do you have to pay someone for an examination, are you friends with her?"

"No, well, that's the case, I think it's necessary to do this test, and it's likely that we misdiagnosed, but they owe so much medical fees and hospitalization fees, and it's really inappropriate for the hospital to put money into it, I want to verify whether we misdiagnosed, so, hehe."

Dean Zheng looked at him curiously: "You also think that we have misdiagnosed, you have participated in the consultation of this case."

"Didn't participate."

"And how do you know we might have misdiagnosed?"

These days, Director Zhang has been puzzled and shocked by the fact that the fortune teller pointed out that he proved to be right twice, and now that Dean Zheng asked about this matter, he decided to tell the truth, so he took out two notes from his wallet, handed them to Dean Zheng together with the previous note, and said, "Dean, look at these three notes, their handwriting is not the same"

Dean Zheng didn't know what his intentions were, so he took it and compared it briefly, and said, "It looks very similar, it should have been written by one person, how?"

Director Zhang briefly told the dean about these two notes.

Dean Zheng was very surprised when he heard this, and asked, "Are you saying that your previous two misdiagnoses were only after this fortune teller surnamed Xiao gave you guidance, and you found the correct cause of the disease, so as to cure the disease?"

Director Zhang nodded: "I know, this is difficult to explain, and I can't find a reasonable explanation." But this is a fact, the dean does not believe it, you can ask other colleagues in our department, they know about this matter and can ask the patient's family about it. ”

Dean Zheng looked at Director Zhang in surprise, looked at the remaining note on his body again, and said, "In this way, this note was also written by this fortune teller surnamed Xiao, and he had two previous experiences, so you think he must be right this time, so you are willing to pay for a check yourself to verify what this fortune teller said, right?"

Director Zhang nodded hurriedly, glanced at the abbot Mingtong next to him and said, "This abbot also got the guidance of Mr. Xiao to find the real cause, so the abbot master is very grateful to that Mr. Xiao." ”

Dean Zheng was very surprised, and looked at Abbot Mingtong.

Abbot Mingtong nodded, and told Xiao Ying how he instructed him to see a doctor, and especially said that Xiao Ying donated many statues of King Jizo Bodhisattva to the temple, showing that he was kind-hearted.

Huang Lili had been listening quietly behind Dean Zheng, and when she listened to the words of Director Zhang and Abbot Mingtong, she couldn't help but be surprised and delighted, could it be that she really met a master this time, got the guidance of a half-immortal, and found the real cause of her husband's illness

The ultimate goal of her worrying hospitalization fee is still to cure her husband's illness, as long as she can achieve this goal, she is willing to pay whatever price, but her husband's illness has been cured for six years, but the treatment is getting worse and worse, and he is almost in a situation where the oil is dry and the lamp is dry.

Faced with such an incredible thing, Dean Zheng wanted to refute it, but he couldn't find a reason to believe it, but it completely contradicted the common sense he had gained from decades of education. He thought about it for a long time before he said: "There must be a reason for this, I went back first, and if there is a result, sue me." ”

Then Dean Zheng said goodbye to Abbot Shi Li of Mingtong and left.

It will take some time for the inspection, Director Zhang also went back, and Huang Lili returned to her husband's ward full of hope, but several times she wanted to tell her husband about it, but she couldn't help it.

Her husband, Lao Guo, has been given an ultimatum by the hospital to ask his wife to raise hospitalization fees, and if he can't raise any more, he has to leave the hospital. He is a high-minded and arrogant man, if he can still get up and walk, he will leave the hospital without saying a word, but now lying on the hospital bed, he is already in a semi-comatose state, where is the strength to do it.

At this moment, he was a little sober, and saw his wife sitting beside him, with tears in her eyes, looking at him with a smile, he knew that his wife had suffered a lot, for her illness, all these years had relied on her, no matter what grievances she had suffered, she always had such a smile in front of herself, and she didn't let herself worry about it. Being able to marry such a wife is really a blessing that he has cultivated for several lifetimes.

His fingers moved, and the voice with weak lips called his wife's name, Huang Lili quickly held his hand, put him on his cheek, and said in a trembling voice: "Lao Guo, the doctor did a bone marrow puncture for you, just to find the real cause, as long as you find the real cause, your disease will be saved, and you will get better soon." ”

Lao Guo slowly blinked his eyes and replied, he had heard his wife say this many times over the years, he knew that it was all a white lie, every time he was full of hope and expectation, but every time he was hopeful, even his spleen was cut off, but he still couldn't find the cause, and continued to suffer from the disease, this time it was just another white lie, the only difference was that it might be the last lie, because they couldn't pay the hospitalization fee, went home and waited for death, and there was no doctor to sue him, Doctors are looking for the real cause.

Huang Lili's hope is still burning in her heart this time, but she is afraid that what she is waiting for is a basin of cold water, and she has no strength to imagine how to help her husband leave the hospital when disappointment comes.

So, she held her husband's hand, leaned weakly against his side, closed her eyes, and waited quietly, like a prisoner waiting for the final sentence.

Dean Zheng sat in his office, his eyes looking at the text on the table, but he couldn't read a word.

What he had just heard was too unbelievable, but he believed that it was definitely not made up, because there was no need for them to make up such a story to deceive themselves.

However, can fortune telling really cure diseases?

It's ridiculous.

Every time this question popped up in his mind, he couldn't help but sneer and deny his question.

It was time to get off work, and he didn't go home, so he called his family and said that he would have a meeting in the evening and would go back a little later. He's waiting for the result, and if this result doesn't come out, he'll lose sleep tonight.

The ultimatum given to Huang Lili by the hospital was to raise the hospitalization fee and medical expenses before leaving work, but now no one mentions this topic, and they are all waiting for the results.

The news had spread in the nephrology department, and all the doctors and nurses knew that Dean Zheng was waiting to see if a fortune teller's prophecy came true.

It sounded very funny, but no one scoffed at him, because they had all heard the story that Director Zhang and Abbot Mingtong had told about getting the fortune teller's guidance. They are all waiting, and this time the verification is like a gambler who has placed a heavy bet, waiting to open the dice cup.

The people in the laboratory department were working overtime to do the examination, and they also knew that this result was of concern to Dean Zheng. Some good people have already told them the news, so they have joined in the anticipation of the outcome.

All those who were expecting it were almost overwhelmingly hoping that the fortune teller was right, because that would be too dramatic, otherwise they would feel uncomfortable being deceived. While the uncomfortable outcome is entirely understandable to them, they prefer to see an outcome that is full of drama even if it cannot be explained

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