Chapter Seventy-One: Far from Mumbai

After a while, a man dressed as a nurse came. Like a black man in Africa, he came over with an infusion set, hung up the saline, added a few bottles of powder to the saline, and then added the potion to the vitreous saline bottle. With a blank face, he said, "Stretch out your arm, I'm going to get a needle." ”

Looking at his careless demeanor, Dang Weimin was really a little worried, so he tilted his head to look at the name on the medicine bottle, and this look was a jump, "Penicillin?" Penicillin? Did you give me a skin test? ”

"What skin test? No, it doesn't hurt," the male nurse was a little impatient, "hurry up and stretch your arms." ”

"No, you can't infuse it, penicillin doesn't do a skin test, it can't be used, please hurry up and give me a confirmation." The party knows for the people that antibiotics are penicillin, which is the most harmful allergy, and the attack will directly kill people.

"Okay, then you wait first, I'll do it for someone else first." After saying that, the nurse walked away with a plate and gave an infusion to someone else. Dang Weimin looked curiously at how others dealt with it, and found that it was particularly terrifying. The others didn't react and honestly infused.

"My God, these Indians are too violent, and they are not afraid of the dead?" The party was dumbfounded for the people, he had never seen such a medical staff who trampled on human life, nor had he seen such a patient who was not afraid of death.

He looked at the time, there was no wall clock or anything in the hall of this ward, Dang Weimin felt that it was not appropriate to take out his mobile phone, and when he looked around, he secretly took out a plum watch from another space, put it on his wrist, and looked at the time at 11 o'clock in the evening, no wonder he felt particularly hungry, and it was estimated that it was impossible for this broken hospital to provide meals.

Jumping out of bed and leaning against the wall, Dang Weimin decided to go to the doctor to ask, first, when will his medicine be infusion, and second, whether he can order a takeout. After going downstairs, he searched for a long time and found that the crowd in the hall that was still dense just now, including doctors and nurses, had disappeared without a trace. After turning around several times, he finally found a doctor who was sleeping on the table, and Ping Pong knocked on the table a few times to wake up the guy who was dreaming at night.

The doctor looked around blankly, took out his glasses and put them on, and saw clearly that the party was for the people. "What are you doing here?" ”

"I was a patient who was sent tonight, and I was given penicillin just now, and I didn't do a skin test, and I said wait a while, can I do it now?" The party for the people told the story of what had just happened.

"Oh, that's it, I'll do it for you, Angelal is already off work." This doctor seems to be a good person, and he found a skin test needle from the pharmacy and gave it to the party for the people to do a skin test, of course, the technique is very bad, and when he pulls out the needle, the pain is so painful that his eyes are full of tears.

"Oh, don't thank me like that, it's what I should do." The doctor was still very complacent, patting the patient on the shoulder, "Wait 15 minutes, I can help you get a needle." By the way, are you a Chinese on that plane? ”

"Yes, thank you very much, I have never seen a doctor as skilled as you before." Dang Weimin looked at the several needles on his wrist and really admired his cheekiness. None of the barefoot doctors in China are of this standard, "Yes, I'm from China, but I've lived in India for several years. ”

"China is growing a little bit faster than us in India, I've been to Shanghai, and to be honest, it's better than Mumbai." The doctor was very honest and didn't say anything like China being 20 years behind India, "Your consulate called and said that if you are okay, call them directly tomorrow, I don't think they are going to come and see you." ”

"Predictably, they were relieved to hear about my message." The party nodded for the people, and thanked the consulate of the motherland for its inaction, it was really a bit troublesome for them to come.

Fifteen minutes later, the doctor looked into the light and nodded, "Okay, it's okay, take me to your hospital bed." ”

Dang Weimin looked at the yellow light bulb and was a little uneasy, "Can you see clearly under this light?" ”

"NoProblerm, we've been diagnosed like this for decades, rest assured."

After the infusion, the party for the people looked at those repeatedly used glass bottles and needles, it was really a little worried, the country has long popularized disposable infusion equipment, this kind of high-temperature sterilized infusion set has long been eliminated. He looked around again, and saw that the Indian patients were lying quietly, and no one noticed him.

He quietly pulled the needle out. Hold the needle against the side of the bed and put the potion on the ground, there is no way, and if you risk it like this, the possibility of infection is far greater than the possibility of the wound becoming inflamed. Taking out a high-efficiency needle syringe to be used in the future, Dang Weimin gave an injection to his right neck, and injected tens of millions of units of Pioneer No. 7 antibiotics into his body. After injecting antibiotics and giving myself an injection of antiviral potion, I finally put my mind at ease, these two potions are the most widely used antiviral and antibacterial potions in the radiation world, and they should be better than this rotten Indian hospital. ,

Looking at Huang Xixi's sheets, Dang Weimin took another clean sheet and spread it on it, and fell asleep, although it doesn't matter if he sleeps in a different space for a few years, but it is not synchronized with reality, for a new beginning, it is very important for him to maintain enough sleep.

This sleep was about 10 o'clock in the morning of the next day, and Dang Weimin was woken up by the nurse, who was the male nurse who ran away in the middle of the road yesterday, and his expression looked much better, and he apologized for forgetting the patient yesterday with a somewhat embarrassed look.

Regardless of whether they apologize or not, the party has decided to leave this public hospital for the people, and the effect of their treatment is not as good as their own treatment. I was about to negotiate with the hospital when someone from the Chinese Consulate in Mumbai came. The two staff members were not enthusiastic, but only routinely inquired about the situation on the plane, and the party did not say much for the people, but simply restated the basic situation.

"Okay, Mr. Tang, do you plan to recuperate here or return to China for treatment?" One of them asked, closing his notebook, looking at his watch.

"My injuries are not serious, but my face is injured, and I don't have to go back to my country, so I plan to go directly to Bangalore." The party for the people short answer, return to China? Forget it. I finally ran out.

"Okay, you are quite lucky this time, you will not die in the catastrophe, this time you are the only one in our country on the plane, and you are also lucky." The embassy staff said a few words of comfort and hurried away.

Dang Weimin originally planned to be treated in the hospital for a few days, just to explain the wounds on his face, but in view of the bad situation in this hospital, he changed his mind and immediately decided to leave quickly, and at the same time, he had to speed up the injection of skin repairs, no longer waiting for the wounds to heal naturally, and restore his face to normal as soon as possible.

In the evening he had completed the formalities and at the same time had bought a plane ticket to Bangalore, which he had intended to take on the Indian train, but when he heard the man say that there were hundreds of people crammed into one carriage, he wisely gave up.

The Indian police simply finished checking the situation of the plane once that day, and kindly arranged for a driver of a motorized tricycle to solicit passengers, and asked him to take the party to the airport early the next morning.

"Seven o'clock? That's too early, right? "Isn't it too much for the party to know that the plane was at two o'clock in the afternoon, and he dragged the tricycle driver over at seven o'clock?

"Not early, not early, you'll find out tomorrow." The Indian policeman who investigated laughed, and after receiving the banknote sent by the party for the people, he added, "It's good to be early, if you let him come later, you won't be able to catch the plane." ”

The party had no choice but to stay up in the broken bed in the hospital that night, get up at 6 a.m. the next day to prepare for the wait, and thanked the doctors on duty and said goodbye.

At seven o'clock, the tricycle driver did not come.

At eight o'clock, the tricycle driver did not come.

At nine o'clock, the tricycle driver did not come.

Ten o'clock...... Didn't come.

At eleven o'clock, just when the party was about to go straight for the people, the tricycle driver who had promised the day before finally arrived. Looking at his smiling face, there was no guilt at all.

"Alright, you can take me to the airport right now." Dang Weimin carried his backpack and looked at his watch, there were still three hours, and the time was relatively urgent. He looked up and saw the driver shaking his head repeatedly.

"I think I should be able to get to the airport in three hours." The party asks for the people.

The driver shook his head.

"Then you send me now." The party sighed for the people.

The driver shook his head.

"Didn't you say it the day before? You can send me. "The party is angry for the people.

The driver shook his head.

"You can't do anything, you promised me yesterday. Can you give me an explanation? "The party's morale for the people is ruined.

"Sir, my car is fast, it will definitely arrive in three hours." The driver finally took the lead, and although the English was not standard, the meaning was clear.

"You mean for sure?" Dang Weimin really didn't know why he shook his head.

I saw the driver shake his head and answer, "Yes, sir, I will definitely be there." ”

“SHIT！ The Indian shook his head in agreement. "Dang Weimin only felt that his throat was sweet, and he almost didn't spurt blood, what kind of customs and habits is this.

When I went out, it turned out to be a three-wheeled motorcycle, the same as the kind of motorized tricycle in China in the 90s, the shell was painted yellow, and there were really many such cars running on the street.

"Bulging." The tricycle started, and the driver jumped out of the fire when he twisted it. Dang Weimin was a little curious to look at the street scene in India, a few days ago, he was either at night or stayed in the hospital, and he didn't see what India's largest city looked like, but this time he could definitely see it clearly in broad daylight.

In the distance, Mumbai has many high-rise buildings, which is a bit of a modern city. Looking at the front of you, it is not very good, the building is next to the dilapidated shack area, and the street is full of potholes and piles of garbage.

Don't look at just driving a motorized three-wheeler, but this driver drove this broken car quite like a sports car, and when accelerating in a few rush roads, the party felt that there was actually a "push back feeling" appeared, and couldn't help but greatly admire the driving skills of this driver.

There was a bunch of people in front of them who were stuck in the road and refused to move, and the driver honked his horn again and again and shouted, but still no one took the initiative to give way. The driver stood up, pulled out a long bamboo pole from the roof of the tricycle, held the handlebar with one hand, and held the bamboo pole with the other hand to call the pedestrians in front of him. As long as those pedestrians dialed it, they immediately rubbed their arms and dodged away, and none of them frowned at the driver.

If this is in the country, if the driver dares to hit people directly with a bamboo pole, I am afraid that the car will be overturned long ago, how good the character and temper of the Indian are, the party thought for the people, and secretly stretched out his finger, "Indian, Yakexi." ”