Although Ouyang Shujian didn't teach him too much about life, from the perspective of his life, even though he was not as loyal to the country as the people in the Xuanmen, the people of the Huangmen also managed to exist in the world with integrity.

Young man, you can think so, my old lady is already very grateful! Mrs. Chen waved her hand a little lonely, full of affection for this upright young man, but how long can the reality of society make him uphold justice? He hasn't gone to college yet, maybe when he goes to college and goes out of society, he is no longer like this.

With regret, her body finally leaned down, becoming extremely stiff and moving forward slowly.

Grandma! What's going on? I'd love to know what's going on! Where did the porter go? What happened to him? I will definitely be able to help you, you not only believe me, but also believe in yourself, Qiu Lei looked at the back of the old grandmother and shouted unwillingly, he had never encountered this situation, as if something was blocking his heart.

At the window not far away, Zhou Yanhong looked at Qiu Lei, who was a little dazed, and couldn't help but feel a pain in her heart, this tough man is sometimes just a child, and he still has his own pure heart.

Old Mrs. Chen seemed to sense the expectant eyes of the girl behind her, and looked at the girl of the Zhou family in the high-end ward behind her very curiously, and then looked at Qiu Lei, and couldn't help nodding at him from afar.

Qiu Lei's eyes lit up immediately, and he hurriedly sped up a few steps and walked to Mrs. Chen's side, but saw that Mrs. Chen was already strolling forward, and motioned to talk to the child while walking.

Qiu Lei didn't know why Mrs. Chen was moving forward, but his curiosity still drove him to keep up with Mrs. Chen's feet, and the old and the young began a conversation.

My husband, that is, the old Chen, the old man Chen, he was not a simple porter, he was not the so-called doorman you look down on, he is the old director of our hospital, the director. Mrs. Chen's voice was gentle, she didn't have too much emotion in front of Qiu Lei, she showed very good quality, this is not a cynical old woman, nor is she the kind of person who has psychological problems and likes to go around publicizing her misfortune to win a little bit of cruel sympathy.

Dean? She said slowly, but listening to Qiu Lei's ears was like a thunderbolt, the news came a little too shocking, he looked at the doctors, nurses and patients who walked around him, no one knew this Mrs. Chen, she didn't seem to attract attention, at this moment she saw a plastic bottle thrown by a child on the ground in the distance, she quickly sped up two steps, walked to the side of the plastic bottle, and slowly picked it up.

Our Lao Chen is a gatekeeper today, and when he was more than ten years ago, he was an out-and-out dean, a master of traditional Chinese medicine with the title of Xinglin Holy Hand, but the times are changing and developing, and now the hospitals are mainly based on Western medicine, and he is constantly self-learning in the direction of Western medicine.

He can keep his dean forever, and be his dean forever without being contaminated with any Western medicine, but after all, as a strict medical system, the strength of Western medicine is really not to be underestimated, and his student at that time, this Wang Zhixue, was just a poor boy who had just graduated from a graduate school of medicine.

As she walked, Mrs. Chen picked up another plastic bottle, and at the same time, she took out a large plastic bag from her pocket, unfolded it, and threw the two bottles in her hand into it. He was not qualified to be the director at all, but in his first major operation after graduation, he directly led to the death of the patient because he injected the wrong drug, which has nothing to do with our Lao Chen.

It was Lao Chen who funded Wang Zhiwen to complete his studies, and let him come to our hospital, starting from a small doctor, he was still young at that time, and he had not yet reached the age of retirement, in order to keep the wolf's heart and lungs, he resolutely took all the responsibility on himself, he said, now is the world of young people, the future is also the world of young people, he is just an old Chinese medicine doctor who can't keep up with the times, and young people who make mistakes should be given opportunities.

In this way, this operation, which had nothing to do with him, turned out to be the attending physician, and it was he who caused a huge medical accident, and he, a Chinese medicine practitioner, actually participated in the operation. Isn't that a joke? Because of this incident, our Lao Chen was almost ruined, not only did others find them to beat and smash, but even other veterans in the apricot forest also put aside their involvement with Lao Chen, saying that it was just a quack.

Speaking of this, Mrs. Chen was silent for a long time, but just sighed deeply.

Qiu Lei basically knew all kinds of grievances in the past, and he never thought that the chic and low-key old porter would be a famous Chinese medicine doctor. At this moment, there are already disdainful glances around, Qiu Lei and such a plainly dressed old lady picking up bottles together, obviously it is easy to think that this is the poor patient and the patient's family, maybe it is not necessarily the mother.

This is an era of laughing at the poor and not smiling at the prostitute, because walking with this poor old lady, it should also be regarded as representing that he is also a poor person, for the poor, all the reactions in the hospital are the same, they all sneer with disdain first, and then strode away with their heads held high with a lot of superiority.

So, Grandma Chen, what's going on now? Why did you suddenly go to Wang Zhiwen for trouble, and Dean Chen, what happened? Qiu Lei still took this matter to heart, ignored all other eyes, and asked curiously.

He's got cancer! Mrs. Chen's rocker was straight, and although she kept leaning down to pick up the bottle, it did not affect her noble temperament. It is a dignity and nobility that comes from the heart.

He has cancer, but he should be treated, and I have exhausted all my family wealth and there is no way, not that there is no way, but no one wants to treat it. Even though he is no longer the director, he is still an employee of the hospital and deserves the benefits of the hospital, which is very simple, that is, he enjoys an 80% reduction.

The whole hospital, from the dean to the doctor, is not willing to waste money on Lao Chen, he needs more than 20,000 yuan for one injection, I can take out 4,000 myself, and the remaining 16,000 is required by the hospital according to the hospital's policy.