"Sister Xue, what's the matter?" Su Yi pulled over and said into the phone with a smile. I don't know why, as long as I think of Xue Lin now, Su Yi can't help but think of the T-shaped small inner in his mind, which is really a sin.

"Is there anything wrong at night?" Xue Lin's voice was always so quiet when she didn't drink.

"Nope. Su Yi replied very simply, with a little excitement in his heart, do you want to invite me to your house again?

"That's good," Xue Lin said with a smile: "Come to Tianhe Hotel in the evening, my grandfather is going back tomorrow and wants to treat you to dinner." ”

“...... Good. Although he was a little disappointed, Su Yi readily agreed, the head of the tens of billions of families, such thick legs are not something that anyone can hold.

"I'll see you that evening, seven o'clock, when you'll call me. ”

......

Su Yixin said that why is it so coincidental? He was thinking of looking for an opportunity to meet Zhu Deshan and ask about the high-tech zone, and the opportunity would come soon, but Su Yi was a little worried, how could he talk about this matter?

When the time comes, let's see the opportunity to act, Su Yi, who can't figure it out, put his worries behind, and went straight to Wen Yaxuan with one foot on the accelerator, most of the world is not as big as earning points by yourself, respected God of Wealth, do well, give you a hundred points to the faithful believers.

The store was deserted, and after playing with the mobile phone for a while, Su Yi suddenly thought of Song Ya, it had been two days, and she didn't know how her father's illness was, as the boss, she had to make a phone call to care about it.

The phone rang five or six times before it was answered, the phone was very noisy, some people were crying and some were scolding, Song Ya's voice was very unnatural, with an obviously suppressed crying tone: "Mr. Su." ”

"Song Ya, how is your dad?"

"It's okay, it's okay. Song Yayan said insincerely.

"Let me tell you, there are no beds, just this environment, you can't live in it, you can transfer to the hospital if you don't live!" The roar on the phone made Su Yi frown, it seemed that the situation on Song Ya's side was not good.

"Difficult?" asked Su Yi softly.

Maybe there was really no way, Song Yawa cried and told Gong Yi the truth intermittently.

Song Ya's father, Song Wenqiang, had very serious coronary heart disease and had to undergo stent intervention immediately, but there was a problem when he was admitted to the hospital, and there was obviously an empty bed, but the resident doctor arranged Song Wenqiang's bed in the corridor.

Song Ya and Song's mother went to the doctor's office to ask about the situation, not only did not ask for an explanation, but were ridiculed by the doctor, and later learned after inquiry, it turned out that the doctor did not stuff the red envelope, and the shortage of beds in the extracardiac ward was famous in the whole hospital, so there were a few bad doctors who put the abacus of making a fortune on the bed, and arranged the ward according to the number of red envelopes.

In order for her father to get treatment as soon as possible, Song Ya, who had scraped together the operation fees, gritted her teeth and gave a red envelope of 300 yuan to the doctor in charge, who knew that the doctor in charge pinched it, sneered and threw it to Song Ya, which was obviously too little.

Mother Song took advantage of the doctor's visit to beg for a round, but she didn't expect to be brutally scolded by the doctor in charge, and at this time, Su Yi called.

Su Yi frowned and groaned for a moment, and whispered to Song Ya on the other side of the phone: "You wait for me, I'll go over and take a look." Without waiting for Song Ya to speak, Su Yi hung up the phone.

Carrying the bank card, Su Yi went straight to the Provincial People's Hospital.

After five years of medical school, Su Yi knows the inside story of the medical industry better than most people, and it is undeniable that the vast majority of doctors still have professional ethics, and they abide by the Hippocratic Oath and take it as their responsibility to be able to relieve patients from their patients.

But there are good and bad in any industry, and there are a small number of people who have blackened their conscience, insulted their morals, and become vampires parasitic in hospitals, grabbing life-saving money from patients without mercy.

There was once a black joke that went like this: before entering the operating room, if a patient's family stuffed a red envelope into the surgeon, the surgeon would say three words: Don't worry. If it is not plugged, the surgeon will also say three words: I will do my best.

Although it is just a joke, it also reflects the dark side of some hospitals, the poor, who cannot afford to be sick.

I bought a fruit basket at the fruit shop at the entrance of the Provincial People's Hospital, and after parking the car, Su Yi hurriedly walked to the inpatient department, after all, I had been practicing in the Provincial People's Hospital for a few months, and Su Yi could be said to be clear of the hospital departments, and when he entered the elevator, he pressed down the seventh floor directly, the seventh floor is outside the heart, and the eighth floor is the heart, that is, the floor where Zhu Deshan lived a few days ago.

As soon as he walked into the corridor, Su Yi saw Song Ya and a middle-aged woman standing there wiping her tears, and next to them was a single folding bed, on which lay a pale-faced middle-aged man, and a bag of potions was hanging on the infusion stand at the head of the bed, and most of the potions had been dropped.

"Mr. Su, you are here. Seeing Su Yi, Song Ya wiped a handful of tears and greeted her with a smile, her face was haggard, her eyes were red from crying, and she was like two people a few days ago.

After Su Yi greeted Song Ya's parents, he turned his head and asked Song Ya, "Which room is the empty hospital bed in?"

Song Ya pointed to the third door in front of her, "706." ”

Su Yi walked over, the door of 706 was open, there were a total of four beds, three of which were already occupied, and the one by the door was empty.

"Hello, may I ask why the patient in this bed is not there, has he been discharged?" Su Yi asked a young man who was sitting at the end of the bed playing with his mobile phone while standing at the door.

"This bed?" the young man glanced at the empty bed and said suspiciously, "Are you looking for the wrong room, this bed has never been occupied?"

"Oh, thanks. Su Yi thanked him politely, and then turned around and walked back.

"Song Ya, you stay here with your uncle and aunt," Su Yi said with a gloomy face, "I'll go to the office and ask." ”

Su Yi was indeed very angry, when he was interning in the hospital before, he only occasionally heard that some departments could arrange a better bed if they stuffed red envelopes, but now it has only been half a year, and it has developed to the point of blatantly buying and selling beds, and there is no Wang Fa.

"Mr. Su, don't go, it's useless. Song Ya hurriedly stopped Su Yi, she had seen the faces of these doctors thoroughly in the past two days, especially her father's doctor in charge, Zhou Dawang, that damn bald man was full of money, if he didn't stuff the red envelope, it would be impossible to give you a bed if he didn't stuff the red envelope, she didn't want Su Yi to be scolded by someone for herself.

In fact, for the bed, Song Ya was angry and wanted to go to the hospital leader to complain, but in the end knocked out her teeth and swallowed it in her stomach, she understood that she might be able to arrange a bed if she complained, but her father's life was in the hands of others, which angered them.

"It's okay," looking at Song Ya with a nervous face, Su Yi smiled and took away her hand that grabbed her arm, "You know that I used to study medicine, I interned here, I know a few doctors, I'll look for it, maybe I can arrange a bed for my uncle." ”

"Really?" When Song Ya heard this, it was like a drowning person grasping a life-saving straw, and she was so excited that she suddenly shouted: "Great, thank you Mr. Su." ”

"What are you arguing about," At this moment, an angry roar suddenly came from behind Su Yi: "What are you doing, don't you know the ward here?"

Su Yi looked back, and a middle-aged bald doctor walked over with two young doctors menacingly.