Chapter 227: Recommendations
"The results of the first treatment may be good, but ...... Don't expect the effect to be like this in the future, after all, there is no rush to cure this disease. It's going to be a long-term process. Zhen Fan poured cold water on the excited father and daughter in time, "I will come over every day, Caroline, as I said, you must need a professional family nurse." ”
"I see, I'll get a professional home nurse." Caroline was in a good mood and agreed without hesitation.
"By the way, Mr. Hurt, I advise you that during the treatment phase, it is better to lie in bed, it will be good for you." Zhen Fan smiled and nodded at Hutt, "I think I'm leaving, thank you very much for your trust, Mr. Hurt." ”
"No, I should be very solemn xiexie you!" Hurt really nodded at Zhen Fan, "If my illness is cured, I will submit a bill to include Chinese medicine in California's medical insurance system." If you go through such a miraculous treatment process and still have prejudice against Chinese medicine, it is unfair to Chinese medicine, and it is also unfair to those patients who are in urgent need of Chinese medicine treatment. ”
"Thank you very much!" Zhen Fan just had to wait for his words, even if he didn't mention it, he would take the initiative to bring it up, and now that Hurt proposed this, it can be regarded as a return for the peach, so that Zhen Fan can treat him with peace of mind.
"Of course, TCM will eventually become one of the main treatments in California's public and private hospitals, and I promise that as long as I'm a legislator, I'll push this bill through." Frister Hurt still said to Zhen Fan very seriously.
"I'm sure if you do this. You and your accomplishments will go down in the history of California and be part of the history of California's proudest part! Zhen Fan also looked at him seriously. I promise. ”
"I also promise, I will hire a professional home nurse!" Caroline also followed Zhen Fan's example and raised her hand, but because she couldn't hold it back, she let out a "poof" laugh, which wiped out the serious atmosphere.
"Alright, I'm leaving. Mr. Zaijian, Frist Hurt. ”
"Zaijian, Doctor Zhen!"
This is what Mr. Frister Hurt solemnly calls Zhen Fan a doctor.
"Caroline. Weishenme doesn't send Dr. Zhen? ”
"Haode, I know, I will!" Caroline nodded a little flusteredly, and then walked out with Zhen Fan. Out of the room. The two walked side by side.
"Xiexie you, xiexie you did everything for me and my father!" Caroline raised her eyes and looked at Zhen Fan deeply, "I know, my father didn't trust you much at first, but you can do this, I'm really grateful." You are a big-hearted man and a man with a lot of responsibility. ”
"Are you making a historic assessment of me?" Zhen Fan smiled. "And then as part of the history of the Hutt family, treasured in the annals of history?"
"I'm sorry!" Caroline blushed slightly.
"Alright. Caroline, that's it, I'll go back on my own, don't forget my words! Zhen Fan stopped, and had already arrived at the iron gate in front of their villa, and a bodyguard opened the door for Zhen Fan.
"Zaijian, Zhen!" Caroline waved at Zhen Fan's back.
"Zaijian, Caroline, go see your father!" Zhen Fan didn't look back, his back to Caroline stretched out his hand and shook it in the air a few times, and continued to walk forward.
It wasn't until she couldn't see Zhen Fan's shadow that Caroline returned to her father's room. And Mr. Frost Hurt was standing in front of the window, looking at the mirror in the wardrobe by the window, and in it he looked a little old.
"You and like him?" This isn't the first time this question has been asked.
"I don't know!" This time, Caroline didn't say it directly, Zhen was just her ordinary friend.
"Know what I'm going to say to him?" Forester Hurt is much better in spirits than he was in the hospital, his face is a little more rosy, and he speaks clearly.
Caroline shook her head, stunned for a moment and spoke again: "Is it an exchange?" ”
"Yes, that's one of the reasons, and the other reason is that if this matter is really passed by the state legislature, do you think Zhen will become the representative of Chinese medicine in California?"
"Maybe!" Caroline is not sure, after all, there are many Chinese medicine practitioners in California, and Zhen is not the only one.
"I know what to do to make him like that!" Frister Hurt laughed, "As long as he cooperates with me." It doesn't even need his cooperation. ”
"You want to force these on someone else's head?" Caroline was a little upset.
"No, it's your choice." Frister Hurt didn't wait for Caroline's answer, and said, "I'm a little tired, there are some things you shouldn't do yourself, listen to Zhen's words, find me a full-time home nurse." ”
"Yes, Daddy!" Caroline nodded, turning to leave.
"Wait, Caroline!"
"What? Can I help you? Father! ”
"What if...... If Mr. Barna calls again, you leave it to me, and I'll let him know that this game isn't over yet, it's just the beginning! There was a smile on Frister Hurt's lips.
"Okay, I got it!" Caroline shook her head helplessly.
Once his father had a chance to live, he showed the temperament of the past, he couldn't let go of his business and his political life at all, this is his father, and he can never change it.
"I don't want to stay in the hospital, this damn place, I don't want to stay for a minute." Mark Barna was lying in a hospital bed, snarling hysterically, he simply couldn't accept this shameful illness.
Because of the constant urinary incontinence, the body loses a lot of water, so he seems very thirsty, and he has to replenish a lot of water without excreting urine once, but once it is replenished, it will not be long before the bladder will swell and the flood will pour out.
Emile Barna looked at him helplessly, he didn't want to call Caroline now, he was so annoyed by Mark that he was even a little angry.
"Don't talk about this. Think about yourself, every day with all that garbage and things like this happen. It's just a matter of time, and when you're cured, you'll cut ties with those bastards! Never go to them. Emile Barna snarled at Mark.
"Don't talk about those useless ones, what do I do now? Stumped me like this? They can't cure me, weishenme won't take me somewhere else? ”
"This is the most Haode hospital in California, where else do you want to go?" Emile Barna was a little angry, "If you don't have the stuff in your crotch. There will be no such thing. ”
"You taught me!"
Mark looked up at Emile Barna with disdain in his eyes.
"When you were out drinking, did you ever think about your mother and me at home?" Mark Barna was furious, too. "If it weren't for that, Mom wouldn't have been hit by a car for picking you up on the street in the middle of the night, are you teaching me a lesson now? Where were you before? ”
Emile Barna took a deep breath and stabilized his emotions. Then he stretched out his palms at Mark and waved, "I know." It was my fault back then, and I'm still making up for it, and I've given you whatever you want, but ...... Can't you restrain yourself? ”
"I'm sorry, Dad, I can't restrain myself. I've had enough! Mark Barna roared, "I'm going to be discharged from the hospital, since it can't be cured here." What am I doing here? ”
"Okay, you're going to be discharged. Then discharge! "Since the hospital is helpless, staying here is only letting everyone know about Mark Barna's embarrassing and strange illness. Emile Barna nodded, then went to the doctor to go through the formalities of discharge.
"Mr. Councillor, are you sure you want to be discharged? We're still looking for a cure, certainly not soon, but there's always hope, isn't it? Science is a gradual process...... "The attending physician is also preparing to persuade Mark Barna to stay in the hospital for a while longer.
"Do you want your shit-like jishu to treat me?" Mark Barna interjected.
The attending doctor was stunned for a moment, completely unexpectedly for such a terrible patient.
"Holy shit, let's go, I don't want to stay here!" Mark said angrily, and was about to pull Emile Barna out of the hospital.
"I'm sorry, that's how my son is!" Emile Barna shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands to show that there was nothing he could do.
"Okay, so be it, if there's anything you need, you can call me!" As he spoke, the attending doctor pulled out a business card and handed it to Emile Barna.
"Xiexie, you're a good guy!" Emile Barna smiled and turned to leave, beside Mark, followed by a group of bodyguards, who sandwiched Mark in the middle so that outsiders could not see it, even if he was incontinent.
As they hurried out of the hospital and towards their car, they heard someone calling him from behind.
"Mr. Barna, please wait!" The attending doctor chased after him from behind, a little out of breath, and when he saw Emile Barna stop, he walked a few steps quickly.
"You go first, and I'll come later!" Emile Barna was afraid that his son would make a fool of himself again, so he hurriedly urged the bodyguards to get Mark into the car, while he stayed behind to talk to the doctor, "What's the matter?" ”
"That's right, I'm sorry for my omission just now." The attending doctor smiled apologetically at him.
"What did you miss?" Emil Barna thought that his condition had taken a turn for the better, and quickly asked, "Is it a new discovery of Mark's condition?" ”
"No, it's not this, but it's not impossible to have a turnaround!"
"What the hell is going on?" Emile Barna was a little confused by the doctor.
"It's you, I know a guy you can try with him, he's the most haode doctor I've ever met, not one if you want." The attending doctor looked serious.
"Who is he?" Emile Barna asked eagerly.
"Fan Zhen, there is a Chinese medicine clinic in Temechula, and his medical skills are very skillful, and he may be able to help you." The attending doctor spread his hands, "That's all I can do for you." ”
"Xiexie, it's better than no hope!" Emile Barna stretched out his hand, shook hands with the attending doctor, and waited for the doctor to enter the hospital, where he walked over to the trash can and threw the doctor's business card into it.
"Chinese medicine? Very interesting suggestion! Emile Barna smiled self-deprecatingly. (To be continued......)