The first volume is not holy

Chapter 6 Old Dean Zhou Wei

hospital

After the glass door was pushed open, there was a brief silence in the hospital, and the sound of the camera clicking to take pictures did not stop after the white and dazzling flash light lit up.

"Can you have an interview?"

"Excuse me, did you really hit the person?"

"Is the accident serious?"

"May I ask the car, how do you explain the flesh and blood? Is it the victim's?? ”

Huang Long's eyes were cold, and he looked at the people who were trying to take pictures one by one with an expressionless face, and he didn't say anything, and followed closely behind Qin Hu and walked inside.

One person took the lead, and Qin Hu blocked the way in front of Huanglong.

The height of 1.8 meters may not be nothing, but under the dark skin, the bulging muscles silently show the strength of this body.

The big muscular hand unceremoniously ripped away from the person who was still holding a camera in front of him.

"Hey, hey! What are you doing! How to beat people! ”

"That's it! What are you doing beating people! ”

“……”

One by one, those who stood in front of each other and did not know each other or did not give way in time were all pushed away by Qin Hu's big hands.

Walking up the stairs, Qin Hu had a calm face. He was no stranger to this hospital, after all, he had just come in the morning.

Huang Long and Bai Feng ignored the 'tail' that was still bustling behind them, and the two followed closely behind Qin Hu to the second floor.

On the second floor, in the inner hall of the first small room, the wall tiles are pale and yellow. An old man with a white head was sitting on a chair leaning against the wall at this time, and a thick cloud of sorrow had accumulated on his wrinkled old face.

Zhou Wei_, the white-haired old man, is the old director of Jianshou Hospital.

Jianshou, this hospital is his life's work, and it is also the support for his retirement in the second half of his life.

After graduating from medical school, he worked in other hospitals for most of his life, until he was forty years old, and only after the middle age of forty did he start with the meager money earned in the first half of his life and single-handedly established a clinic of his own - Jianshou.

When he reaches middle age, he is no longer young, and his former rhetoric has been passing away with his getting older and older.

Determined to live a down-to-earth life, 20 years have passed in a hurry, and what was originally a small clinic has slowly become a small hospital with a height of three floors.

At the age of sixty, he has nothing to pursue in his arms now.

He has neither contributed much in this life, nor has he done anything wrong, and now he just wants to live the rest of his old age in peace.

Bask in the sun, read the newspapers, and collect red bills. Well, it's a nice old age.

Although newspapers and other things, things from the 40s have long been eliminated by this high-speed Internet information age.

But Zhou Wei's habit of reading newspapers in his early years remained, wearing reading glasses, picking up his smartphone to browse the latest news, and it has also become a part of his life.

Suddenly, a message popped up from the webpage prompt, and he clicked on it casually, and the content in it almost scared him, an old man who was already sixty, unconscious!

Listening to the constant footsteps coming from the door, Zhou Wei's wrinkled old face was helpless for a while, and after the other party knocked on the door, he opened his mouth and said calmly: "The patient is recuperating, it is inconvenient to disturb, and when you wake up, I will naturally let you go in for an interview."

Although he is already sixty, he belongs to the elderly. But as a doctor, Zhou Wei obviously takes good care of himself. In addition to the fact that the eyes wearing reading glasses are a little cloudy, and the eyesight is not too good, I can hear that someone is coming from the corridor alone, and the hearing of this ear is still good.

"You ......" raised his half-closed eyelids, Zhou Wei looked at the person who was still pushing the door and entered, and he was not surprised, because he hadn't stopped much tonight, and the hall downstairs was full of people who were vegetarians?

After being tossed for a few hours, Zhou Wei, who had already been able to deal with it, immediately complained excitedly after slowly and soberly seeing the faces of these three people clearly: "You guys are finally here!"

"If you don't come again, their little hospital will be demolished!"

After Qin Hu came in, he immediately closed the door casually, blocking the impatient lights. The gloomy face ignored the old man's bitter complaints, and said directly: "Has that person's family come?"

"What family?" Complaining and complaining didn't work, Zhou Wei's old face didn't feel embarrassed, he was stunned for a moment in the face of Qin Hu's inquiry, but then he figured it out, opened his old mouth and said: "He doesn't have a family member, a rural person, and his family probably doesn't know about it in the countryside."

When you are older, you will naturally see a lot of the world. When the person was just delivered, he received it, and he could see at a glance that it was a rural boy, what was he doing in the city? Of course, it's looking for a job, but it's a normal behavior these days.

“……”

Listening to the words of the old man Zhou Wei, the three people in the room breathed a sigh of relief. From six o'clock last night to one or two o'clock in the morning, seven or eight hours have passed.

If it was a blackmail situation, the 'family' should have come earlier, but it has not yet come, and in their speculation, the gang blackmail should be slightly ruled out.

"Let's talk about him first." Huang Long also let go of the heart that had already been suppressed and heavy, and took a breath. If it weren't for the speculated blackmail ring, it would be much easier to deal with.

Circumstance?

What else could it be?

"The physical characteristics are normal, the high fever has subsided, and when he wakes up tomorrow, he will probably be fine." After thinking about it, Zhou Wei's old face suddenly looked serious, and he answered in the affirmative with medical skills very seriously.

"Old man, ...... you?" Huang Long looked at the old man who suddenly changed his face full of bitterness and grief in front of him, and pulled his mouth suspiciously: "What are you crazy about??"

"Ahem!"

"We went through the hospitalization procedures first...... Okay? Zhou Wei coughed with an embarrassed face, knowing that he was at a loss, he didn't dare to say anything, and directly pulled out the hospital inpatient form on the table, under the pile of documents.

In the territory of Daxia, the management system of hospitals, especially those in big cities, is relatively strict.

In addition to the signature of the hospitalized person, the hospital also needs to provide a copy of the ID card or household registration, and the hospital also needs to have clear information such as case diagnosis records and drug charges, so as to prevent indiscriminate charging.

However, yesterday evening, after Qin Hu carried the person into the hospital, after a quick check that it was only a fever, he directly threw 300 yuan to the old doctor Zhou Wei and left, and did not have the time to leave a signature.

The old doctor could tell from his clothes that the two had nothing to do with each other. The person who sent it after the examination had no other wounds except for fever, so he didn't feel that it was wrong. Of course, the hospital is not your home,...... Although this is really his family, his old man is not a philanthropist, at least he can give money first and pay the medical expenses in advance.