The versatile surgeon in Hami City said that he could cure Zhang Yayi's injuries, and Hu Fei didn't think so much at that time and directly gave this a fifty yuan fee first. He told the doctor that the other fifty dollars was the cost of the operation, and that he would have to wait until the operation was successful.

Although Hami is prosperous, it is still not as good as the county town in the mainland, otherwise this doctor would not be so versatile as to open a hospital and sell flower hats and baked buns. The fifty yuan fee he asked for was originally the lion's mouth wide open and asking for the price, but he didn't expect Hu Fei to pay the money without a counteroffer!

With fifty yuan in his hand, the multi-functional doctor is already excited, and with this money, his living expenses for these two months will be settled! Who knew that this joy had not passed, Hu Fei actually gave him a bigger surprise, and there were still fifty yuan after the successful operation!

This is just the upfront dot fee and surgical red envelope, if it is the official medical fee, how much will it cost? The multi-energy doctor felt that his heart was beating a little fast and his breathing was a little rapid, so he quickly took a few deep breaths to calm down. He knew that he had met a big deal this time, and he had to seize this unavoidable opportunity!

"My surname is Zhang, Zhang Zhonglin, and I am the president and attending physician of this Aimin Hospital. What is your last name? ”

"My surname is Hu. Please ask Dean Zhang to arrange the surgery as much as possible. Hu Fei was a little impatient with the polite words of this versatile doctor, he was not here to be a guest, he was here to treat the disease! There's a critically ill patient lying on the hospital bed!

"Okay, okay, I'll arrange the operation, Mr. Hu, please wait, wait!" After nodding his head and agreeing, and after letting Hu Fei and Li San sit on the chairs, Zhang Zhonglin walked out of the clinic door quickly.

Looking at this clinic, Zhang Zhonglin was alone, Hu Fei muttered a little in his heart, can this guy have surgery? He didn't want to kill Zhang Yayi on the operating table! The more he thought about it, the more he felt unsafe, so Hu Fei took out his self-pistol from his arms and began to disassemble and wipe it.

After only ten minutes, Zhang Zhonglin ran back from outside. Not only him, but also four women, one man and five people who came back with him, it turned out that this one had gone out to find helpers!

As soon as a few people came in and said hello, they immediately changed into white coats, and in the blink of an eye, this deserted private clinic became popular.

Zhang Zhonglin led two women and one man and hurriedly pushed Zhang Yayi into the operating room. For the large pistol that Hu Fei was playing with in his hand, they didn't see it. However, this aroused Hu Fei's favor. Doctors should not be affected by the outside world and only know how to treat patients.

The surgery takes a long time. Hu Fei was still talking and laughing with Li San and a few people outside at first, but after half an hour, there was still no movement inside, so he was a little anxious. The two female nurses who stayed outside to take care of the business kept interjecting on the side, distracting Hu Fei's attention.

Hu Fei asked the two little nurses about the hospital and Zhang Zhonglin. The little nurse was reluctant to say anything at first, but then she was fascinated by Hu Fei's handsome appearance and moving smile, and finally told Hu Fei the details of Zhang Zhonglin and this hospital.

It is said that Zhang Zhonglin's medical skills are not bad, but he is Han Chinese, and there are not many Uyghurs who come to his clinic to see a doctor. Zhang Zhonglin sells flower hats and baked buns, the purpose is to maintain the persistence of this clinic.

The people who came today used to be medical staff in the clinic, because the business of the clinic was really sluggish, and the money they earned could not support them, so they went out to do something else to earn living expenses. Usually, if there is something in the clinic, Dean Zhang shouts that they will come back to help.

Well, no matter what, now that Zhang Yayi has entered the operating room, Hu Fei can only pray that Zhang Zhonglin's skills are high enough, and Zhang Yayi's luck is not so bad.

The wait was long, and three hours of waiting in a row made Hu Fei drink four pots of tea and go to the toilet five times.

Finally, the door of the operating room opened, and Zhang Zhonglin, who looked tired, walked out of it. "The operation was very successful and the patient is out of danger!" As if it took a lot of effort for him to say this, the two female doctors behind him hurriedly supported Dean Zhang from both sides.

No matter how Hu Fei looks at it, he thinks that this person is acting, but this guy said that the operation was successful, and Hu Fei heard it very seriously. The surgery was successful! Hu Fei couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, nodded at Dean Zhang, and jumped into the operating room with an arrow!

I saw Zhang Yayi lying on the hospital bed, her face was as pale as paper, her eyes closed and she didn't move. If it weren't for the ups and downs of the chest and lower abdomen, it would be almost like a dead man!

"Yayi." Hu Fei came to the hospital bed and called softly, but the sick beauty on the hospital bed did not react. Lifting the sheets to look at the wound on the shoulder, the horrific bullet holes seen every day had been covered with a layer of white gauze.

Dean Zhang Zhonglin, who was still tired just now, quietly stood behind Hu Fei. Seeing that the rich man surnamed Hu didn't seem to be satisfied with the results of the operation, he hurriedly explained: "This female patient has been anesthetized, and the strength of the anesthetic has not yet passed." Wait another hour before you wake up. ”

"Did the bullet come out? How well are the bullet holes stitched? This operation lasted a few hours to do these two jobs, and the patient didn't wake up, so Hu Fei naturally had to ask the surgeon.

"Take it out! Alas, it was the most troublesome to take this bullet. The warhead is stuck in the crack of the bone, and the wound has been infected for many days, and this surgery can cause a variety of complications if not careful. There are also stitches. The wound is round, and this wound is the most difficult to stitch together. Rest assured, however, the surgery was a great success and I can guarantee that there will be no after-effects after the patient recovers! ”

"Then thank you Dean Zhang. Here you go, this is a congratulatory gift to congratulate you on the success of the operation. Hu Fei stretched out his hand and gave Zhang Zhonglin another fifty yuan.

Rich people, you are generous! Dean Zhang Zhonglin's face was full of smiles with excitement, and the tired expression just now was swept away. People are in good spirits when they are happy, who cares if they are tired or not tired when they have money?

The doctors and nurses who came back to help did not leave, the dispensing of medicines, the cleaning of cleaning, and the hospital that had been deserted for many days was rejuvenated because of their return.

Two guests came in the middle and bought a pound of baked buns, but the little flower hat didn't sell it. Think about it, a Han person sells small flower hats in a Uyghur settlement, and it's strange that he can sell them! Everyone makes better than him.

Of course, I gave my all to the distinguished guests. The little flower hat Hu Fei each wore one, and a large plate of baked buns came. It's not bad to try the Xinjiang food made by this Han compatriot. Hu Fei's kindness to Dean Zhang is that he does not refuse to come.

An hour later, Zhang Yayi woke up on time.