Chapter 70 India's "Free" Healthcare

Rescue ships were seen. The people floating on the sea finally settled down, but when they were rescued to the boat, they were treated very badly, and they were directly dragged on the boat by a few poles hanging from their net pockets, like fishing for chickens and ducks.

The Indians on the ship were not in a hurry, and while talking and laughing loudly with each other, they unhurriedly fished out the white-soaked people one by one on the ship, and then threw them straight to the deck. Dang Weimin was also fished into the boat by two big wooden poles and was thrown aside. There was a fat Indian who looked like a policeman in the crowd who was talking and laughing, and he was stunned when he saw him, although the party was full of injuries on his face, he could still see that his appearance was different from that of the locals.

"You? Are you from there? The policeman asked with a wooden stick on his face full of doubt.

"I'm Chinese, and I'm on this plane." The party quietly pushed the wooden stick aside for the people.

"Do you have any papers? Are you trying to smuggle us into India? The policeman's eyes widened, and he looked like he was about to eat someone.

I already knew that you were not at ease, the party did your homework for the people in advance, and a small backpack was tightly hung on his body, which contained Tang Menglong's various documents, and he took out Tang Menglong's passport and the residence certificate issued by the Indian government and handed it over.

"I've been in India for almost seven years, and here is a certificate of long-term residency, and I have a job."

The fat policeman took the document and looked at it repeatedly, and then kept sweeping back and forth between the document and his body, and did not speak. Silence remained. The party for the people really didn't react at first, but after all, after a few years in the country, they quickly understood what they were going to do. He smiled, took out another health certificate from his pouch, and handed it a 500 rupee bill in it.

"By the way, officer, I have another certificate here, you can take a look."

The fat policeman took the health certificate, opened it, swiped it with his right hand, pinched the banknote in his hand, and then pretended to look at it for a while, and then handed all the documents back.

"You speak really good English, did you learn it in our India?"

"Hehe, there are many Americans in our company, mainly learning from them." Dang Weimin carefully stuffed a few somewhat damp documents back into his original bag, and pushed them back, but he used a learning machine in the radiation, authentic American pronunciation, "By the way, why is there no official rescue boat?" ”

"Not to mention, our officials are in a meeting to discuss how to do it. If you are injured, we will send you to a public hospital for treatment in a while, rest assured, our public hospital treatment is free of charge, including foreigners. ”

"Thank you, officer." Dang Weimin felt the burning pain on his face, and he could feel that his entire face was estimated to be swollen like a ball. He barely kept his eyes open and looked at the wrecked wreckage. only to find an amazing scene in front of me.

On the otherwise calm sea, hundreds of Indians were struggling to salvage what was floating on the sea with various tools, and as soon as each boat caught a box or something, the people on that boat let out a deafening cheer.

"The Indians are very good, although the government rescue is a little scum, but look at the people, how active and spontaneous the rescue is, it is really simple." The party sighed for the people, although those Indians are dressed in tatters, their hearts are really not bad, and compared with China, they are really heaven and earth.

But this admiration did not last long, and one of the Indians rescued from the boat became anxious and shouted loudly, and the local dialect and English were mixed together, and he pointed to the Indian in a small boat and shouted, and the Indian in the small boat giggled and grimaced at him, and slowly rowed the boat away.

"What's wrong?" The party observed for the people with doubts, and it took a long time to figure it out. It turned out that the main purpose of so many enthusiastic people was not to help save people, but to grab something, and the brother's suitcase just now may be relatively light, floating on the sea, and it was taken away directly.

It didn't take long for several official speedboats to finally arrive, and the policemen stood at the bow of the boat and began to drive away the crowd of onlookers with their extended sticks, and some of the disobedient guys were beaten a few times with sticks and honestly ducked to the side.

After several hours of turbulence, at about 9 p.m., Dang Weimin followed the other survivors into a public hospital on the outskirts of Mumbai. Because Dang Weimin was covered with scars on his face and hit injuries on his upper body, but his two legs were strong and did not look bad, the medical staff did not pay much attention, and the ambulance he walked out of by himself was not carried on a stretcher. ,

As soon as I got out of the car, I felt the flashing lights in front of me, and it turned out that a large group of Indian and foreign reporters were interviewing the injured.

"Are you an injured person? Are you Japanese? ”

"Is it Korean?"

"I see, you must be Taiwanese......"

Instead of answering the boring reporters, the party quickly entered the hospital lobby, and the reporters were left outside the hospital building and not allowed to enter.

Since it was night, the lights were dim. But from the outside, the building is not bad, with a bit of 19th-century style, and it should be a large public hospital in Mumbai. But as soon as he entered, he was shocked by the tattered and old inside, with dirty walls, potholed cement floors, and flickering lights, the whole thing looked like a township hospital in Chinese mainland, or not as good as a township hospital.

Dang Weimin helped the gauze for disinfection on his face and entered a dilapidated operating room-style house, where a blue sheet was spread on the flat operating table, and a dim yellow shadowless lamp shone on the sheet, revealing large black and red spots on it, which were presumably left by previous surgeries. Looking at the large black area of blood stains, it can be imagined that the life and death of the guy who once lay on it are unpredictable, and the party for the people does not want to be pressed on it for surgery.

Another chubby Indian doctor appeared, and at this point he found that the Indian men were quite fat, with Indian-style mustaches, wearing dirty white coats, and they were very kind, pointing to the chair on the side, and asked, "Do you speak English?" ”

"Yes, there is no problem with communication." I know I don't have to lie on that bloody sheet. Dang Weimin was still very happy, he reluctantly showed a smile and said, "Your accent has a British flavor." ”

"That's natural, I studied in the UK." The fat doctor replied, with pride on his face, "Your English is very good, have you studied in the United States?" ”

"No, I learned from the Americans in our company, I used to work for a software company in Bangalore." Dang Weimin was tossed back and forth by the fat doctor, who wiped the blood on his face with a cotton swab.

"Really? My son also works for a software company in Bangalore and earns a good income. At least better than my father. The fat doctor used a few cotton swabs to clean up the wounds on Dang Weimin's face, "I don't have anesthesia here, there is some pain underneath, you can bear with it." ”

Seeing that the fat doctor took out a few bottles of medicine from the medicine kitchen behind him, and one bottle was labeled "hydrogen peroxide", Dang Weimin knew that when the thing touched the wound, it really hurt tightly, so he tried to ask: "I don't need to do other tests?" Like perspective or something? ”

"The fluoroscopy machine in our hospital has long been broken, and it has been checked in the ambulance, and you are in good condition with no fractures." The fat doctor sucked some hydrogen peroxide with a syringe and sprayed it directly on Dang Weimin's face, which made him scream in pain, but he quickly controlled the situation and did not continue to speak. "If you want good treatment, you have to go to a private hospital, and I'll give you a business card in a moment, and my other son is working as a doctor in another private hospital, which is very well equipped. I'll do your best to go up there and check, otherwise, you will also see the situation in our public hospital, which is very bad. ”

Dang Weimin took the business card, which was printed with "KsutieHospital", and the doctor's name was very long, which was typical Indian. Before waiting for a response, the fat doctor began to use the second round of hydrogen peroxide to start disinfection, and with the stimulation from the last time, this time he finally endured it and didn't make a sound.

Ten minutes later, the fat doctor finished the treatment and wrote a note and handed it over, "Give this to the inpatient doctor in a while, and he will arrange for you." Really, I strongly recommend that you go to the hospital I recommend, otherwise you would, um, have a hard time. ”

Dang Weimin climbed another floor and found the doctor in charge of hospitalization, and he looked at the note. Pointing to the hall behind him expressionlessly, he said, "Bed 26, I'll give you an infusion in a while." ”

It was shocking to enter the operating room just now, and now when he looks at the hall in front of him, it is even more surprising. There were rows of beds in the hall, one row full of patients, and the other row against the wall was also lying a few people, whom the party recognized as survivors of the plane, and they were all lying quietly for infusions. There was only one patient sitting next to a few people, who were supposed to be family members.

He walked to his hospital bed, numbered No. 26, and at first glance felt that it was too dirty, there was no pillow, only a mattress and quilt, and the original white quilt had already turned pale yellow, and it was all black mud at the mouth of the quilt.

"It's disgusting, this is the free medical care in India praised by the domestic elites?" Dang Weimin shook the quilt lightly, and a cockroach fell on the bed, stretched out its tentacles to look around, and quickly crawled away.