After hearing Lin Bufan's request, Zhu Defu's face retracted.

He knew in his heart that only when the six veteran-level masters reached an agreement to return to Aijia Electronics Factory, then they could let the more than 300 technical workers who left go back.

In addition, Zhu Defu also felt chills in his heart, now their 6 masters and 300 apprentices have signed a contract with Aigostar Electronics Factory, if they want to return to Aijia, they will have to breach the contract, and they will lose money if they break the contract.

Zhu Defu said these words in his heart to Lin Bufan.

"Hahahaha...... Lin Bufan laughed, patted Zhu Defu on the shoulder and said, "As long as the people on your line are willing to go back to Aijia Electronics Factory, as for the remaining 5 masters and their apprentices, you don't need to worry about it." ”

Zhu Defu looked at the young child in front of him, and had a feeling that it was difficult to speak, and if he insisted on saying it, it was as if he had seen the high-spirited and majestic Zhang Chongba a few decades ago.

"Okay, Young Master Zhang, everything is up to your arrangement."

"I'm not Young Master Zhang, my name is Lin Bufan, if you want to appreciate your face, just call me Little Brother Lin."

"No, no, no, how dare I, an old bone, make a mistake in front of the young master." Zhu Defu hurriedly bowed his head.

"Although on the surface I am also a member of the Zhang family, I think that people are equal, without you old employees, technicians, factories are just decorations, and without a large number of migrant workers to build the city, the city is a pile of mud houses." Lin Bufan was young and old, and his tone was like that of a middle-aged man, which made Zhu Defu secretly feel that this young master was not simple.

After settling Zhu Defu, Lin Bufan and others went to Luliang's hometown non-stop.

As mentioned earlier, Lu Liang's wife Wang Cuilian was treated in the county hospital because of rectal cancer, but this kind of malignant tumor disease, there is no way to use the knife in the county hospital, at least it must be sent to a tertiary hospital, which is in a big city and a provincial capital, and at that time social security in the city was not popular, let alone in the countryside.

Even now, there are many people in rural areas who do not have social security.

With social security, a large part of the reimbursement can be reimbursed for medical treatment, but poor Wang Cuilian has no social security and no money.

So she can only maintain her life in the county hospital, and to put it bluntly, she is waiting for death.

Lu Liang didn't want to leave Aijia Electronics Factory with other masters, and the reason for him to run away with other masters was money.

Before the dismissal incident, Lu Liang asked Zhou Mao, the director of Aijia Factory, to borrow money to treat his wife's illness, but how could Zhou Mao lend money to Lu Liang.

Lu Liang knelt down at the time, crying and said, I have been in Aijia Electronics Factory for more than 20 years, is it so difficult to borrow money, I am borrowing, you can deduct it from my salary.

Even so, Zhou Mao was still indifferent, because the amount of money borrowed by employees exceeded 10,000 yuan, and they had to report to the head office, and as the factory director, they had to write various reports, investigations, and verification letters, which was very troublesome.

Just because of trouble, Zhou Mao rejected Lu Liang.

After leaving Aijia Factory with the other 5 masters, Lv Liang asked the director of the new owner Aigostar branch to borrow money, and the director had more routines, saying that he would let Lv Liang wait, and this wait was more than ten days.

Lu Liang is a poor man, his family is all poor relatives, and his only child also died early due to illness.

The cost of surgery is more than 100,000 yuan, and the cost of follow-up chemotherapy and radiotherapy is also more than 100,000 yuan, adding up to more than 300,000 yuan.

In 98, 300,000 yuan can buy a small house in Hangzhou.

Gushan County, Gushan People's Hospital.

Because Wang Cuilian did not have surgery, she needed painkiller injections every day, her whole person was pale and weak, her eyes were sunken, and her lips were chapped, as if she was wandering through a ghost gate.

"Head nurse, if the patient in bed 20 continues like this, it will not work." After giving Wang Cuilian a painkiller injection, a fat-faced little nurse returned to the nurse's desk and said to the head nurse.

The head nurse with a pair of delicate eyes is in her 50s, and she has seen too much of this situation of dying without money for treatment, so she lightly picked up the phone and called Wang Cuilian's attending doctor.

"Doctor Zhou, the 20-bed Wang Cuilian is dying."

"Then hurry up and let her family take her back, don't die here."

Soon Lu Liang rushed to Gushan County, and as soon as he entered the ward, he saw his wife who was described as withered, and tears fell down.

"Cuilian, my poor Cuilian, woo woo woo ......" Lu Liang threw himself on the side of the hospital bed, holding Wang Cuilian's stiff and withered hand, howling and crying.

When the patients in the same ward saw this scene, they couldn't help but burst into tears.

Dr. Zhou soon came in, and he said indifferently, "Hurry up and go through the discharge procedures." ”

"Doctor, please, save my wife." Although he knew that the county hospital could not do anything, at this moment, Lu Liang still knelt down and begged.

Doctor Zhou sighed and said: "It's not that I don't save it, it's true that the facilities of the county hospital and my own level are not enough to do your wife's surgery, you better send her to the Hangcheng Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine quickly, only the medical level over there can save your wife." ”

Lu Liang was embarrassed, he didn't know that only the Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine in the entire Jiangnan Province could save his wife, but he was shy in his pocket, did not pay the medical fees in advance, and the Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine did not accept patients, plus it was the best hospital in the province, how could a good expert doctor take his wife's turn.

"Woooooooooo......oo Cuilian, it's me who is useless, I am useless, I can't save you. Lu Liang hugged his wife Wang Cuilian and sobbed.

His wife Wang Cuilian burst into tears, she touched Lu Liang's forehead and said, "Don't blame yourself, I am the one who has burdened you." ”

"May I ask which one is Wang Cuilian?"

Several people in yellow emergency suits appeared at the door, and their treatment suits were printed with the words "Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine".

Dr. Zhou and the head nurse were puzzled.

"Here, my wife's name is Wang Cuilian." Lu Liang shouted.

Several rescue personnel immediately stepped forward and skillfully moved Wang Cuilian away from the hospital bed, and then lay her flat on the mobile hospital bed.

Doctor Zhou pressed down one of the rescuers: "You are from the Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine?" ”

"Well, let's take Wang Cuilian."

"What are you taking her for?"

The rescuers looked at Dr. Zhou with disdain and said, "Save her." ”

"She hasn't been discharged yet, and I haven't written a discharge summary." Dr. Zhou shouted.

"Is it important to save people or discharge procedures, and your summary is important?" After speaking, the rescue staff shook off Dr. Zhou's hand, and several people urgently pushed Wang Cuilian downstairs.

Lu Liang followed closely.

Soon arrived at the Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Wang Cuilian soon entered the emergency observation room, and several directors of internal medicine, surgery, radiology, and traditional Chinese medicine jointly consulted her.

Lu Liang, who didn't know why, was anxious when he saw the doctors entering the consultation room one by one.

Is my wife still saved?

In addition, he was also very puzzled why the Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine transferred his wife? Could it be that my wife's illness is a special case and has the value of research?

Lu Liang looked at the consultation room through the crack in the door, and saw that the doctors were discussing something, and he was a little panicked.

Wouldn't you be experimenting with my wife?

He grabbed a resident doctor who was helping the directors, "Doctor, are you going to use my wife for a medical experiment?" ”

The resident doctor was confused: "What are you talking about, several chief doctors are trying to save your wife." ”

"I ...... I don't have the money to get treatment. ”

"Oh." In response, the resident doctor hurried into the consultation room.

After giving the green light all the way and doing various examinations, several directors set a treatment plan, but the situation has not reached the worst point, you can first shrink the tumor with radiotherapy and chemotherapy, and then surgery, even if it cannot be cured, it can prolong life.

Soon Wang Cuilian's attending doctor talked to Lu Liang.

After listening to the treatment plan, Lu Liang knelt down and thanked him, and the attending doctor immediately helped him up.

For Lu Liang, only kneeling down to thank him can express his gratitude at this moment.

"These are all arranged by the dean, and they have nothing to do with me." Said the attending doctor.

Indeed, only the dean can arrange a consultation with a doctor at the level of director of the Department of Radiology of Internal Medicine and Surgery.

"Dean?" Lu Liang is circled, why should the president of the provincial hospital of traditional Chinese medicine help himself?

The attending doctor suddenly looked left and right for a few moments, and then lowered his voice and asked, "You are a relative of the dean, right?" ”

"No, no, no...... How could I be a relative of the dean. ”

The attending doctor was a little lost, originally thinking that this Lu Liang was a poor relative of the dean, and wanted to behave well and get closer to the dean, but looking at Lu Liang's appearance, it seemed that he was not lying.

Wang Cuilian pushed to the single ward, which is equivalent to VIP, the single ward is next to the nurse's desk, and if there is any problem, the nurse can arrive as soon as possible, which is a terrible treatment at that time.

After injecting some imported anti-inflammatory drugs, Wang Cuilian's spirit was much better.

After listening to her husband Lu Liang's words, he said, "I'm fine now, you hurry up and go to the dean to thank you." ”

Lu Liang patted his head, "My head really doesn't understand human feelings, I'll go right away." ”

Lu Liang bought a few catties of apples at the entrance of the hospital, then sorted out his clothes, and asked the staff of the hospital all the way to the president's office.

Shen Jianqing, the president of the Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and Lin Bufan were friends for the New Year, Lin Bufan asked Shen Jianqing for help, and Shen Jianqing agreed.

Entering Shen Jianqing's office, Lu Liang put down the apple and said gratefully: "Dean Shen, thank you, thank you......"

Lu Liang had been brewing a stomach, but the moment he saw Shen Jianqing, he couldn't say anything.

"It's none of my business, it's a friend who asks me to help you." Shen Jianqing said bluntly.

Lu Liang was circled.

What's the situation?

Who the hell is helping me.

"You sit down for a while, I'll call him." Shen Jianqing dialed Lin Bufan's mobile phone.

Half an hour later, Lin Bufan walked into the office.

When Lu Liang saw Lin Bufan, he was shocked.

This is not Zhang Xiuyue's son.

"This guy is helping you." Shen Jianqing patted Lin Bufan's back and said.