Chapter 706: Incurable Disease
Zhang Lan asked curiously, only to know that the aunt originally planned to go to the hospital to ask which position she was working in, but she didn't expect to meet a car accident patient who was sent to the ICU when she got there.
Seeing that the elevator attendant was there to help transport patients, Aunt Zhang Lan turned her head and left, and went home without even asking.
After going back, he told Zhang Lan the reason, and it sounded that it was because he was frightened when he saw the patient in the car accident, and Zhang Lan was also helpless. Indeed, how can an elevator attendant in the hospital not touch a critically ill patient, and it is also appropriate to take a hand in an emergency, but if you are timid, you can't help it.
Zhang Lan thought for a while and said, "Auntie, I also introduced this to you, it's hard to find a high-paying job now, unless you are willing to enter the factory." The brewery in the countryside is not far from here, about half an hour by tram, if you want, you can go to the brewery, and I will find you someone. ”
"Wait a minute, in the past two days, I found a store in the city that sells health care products, saying that it was 3,000 in the first three months, and the basic salary was reduced after three months, but there was a commission, and some of the old employees could get 10,000 or 20,000 a month. I just went to register the day before yesterday, and I'm going to do it for a while. Aunt Zhang Lan said.
"What kind of health care products are you selling, it's not a pyramid scheme, right?" Zhang Lan asked casually.
"It's not a pyramid scheme, it's been selling in Xiangshi for several years, and I opened a branch in the city last year, and I've been recruiting people since then. I heard that it is not easy to get a commission after three months, and some people only get more than 1,000 a month when they are not doing well. Aunt Li Xiulan said.
"Okay. Just find it. If you don't make money, you can do it for a while, and don't talk about anything else, Auntie, you can definitely be eloquent. Zhang Lan said with a smile.
Zhang Lan doesn't know what her aunt's other skills are, but in terms of being well-informed and gossiping with others, she is one of the best among her relatives.
After eating, Zhang Lan sat for a while and returned to his house. It's been a long time since anyone lived in it, and after opening the window to let the wind through when I came to the room just now, there was still a faint cold air.
Zhang Lan frowned slightly, her heart moved, and the dark blue light around her body surged outward, and the room took on a new look in an instant.
Closed the windows and lowered the temperature of the air conditioner by a few degrees. When she just went to the aunt's house next door with the gifts, Zhang Lan opened it at twenty-six degrees and opened the window to ventilate.
turned on the TV, selected a news item and let it be put on automatically, Zhang Lan leaned on the sofa and looked at the phone.
After a while, I felt a little sleepy, took out a small blanket from the bedroom, returned to the sofa and continued to look at the phone half-lying and half-leaning, yawned after a while, and fell asleep on the sofa.
After sleeping for less than half an hour, Zhang Lan woke up. It's not cold, the air conditioner is blowing. The main thing is that I am not used to lying on the sofa at all, and I always feel uncomfortable on my body.
turned off the TV and the air conditioner in the living room, got up and walked into the bedroom, took off her clothes and lay down in the quilt, Zhang Lan let out a long sigh of relief. sighed in my heart: No matter when I go to bed, I still take off my clothes and lie on the bed to sleep comfortably.
During the day, he was in the city, and when he didn't sing at night, Zhang Lan returned to Qingshan Village.
Zhang Lan handed over all the renovation of the courtyard next door to Zhang Jialin, he only had to pay for the money and the final consecration, the Buddha statue is now covered with a red cloth in Zhang Lan's home, ready to wait until the last three days to move over.
That morning, Zhang Lan was driving to the city when her mobile phone rang.
Clicked on the answer casually and pressed a speakerphone, Zhang Lan didn't look at it and asked directly, "Hey?" ”
"It's me, Zhang Lan, where are you now?" On the other end of the phone was Tian Qingyong's voice.
|“ What about my hometown, what's wrong? ”
"I know you're in your hometown, I mean you're in the village now? I want you to see my friend. Tian Qingyong said.
"No, I'm driving to the city, what's the disease?" Zhang Lan asked.
Tian Qingyong paused for a moment and said: "It's not easy to talk about this on the phone, let's meet and say, I'll find you where you want to go." ”
"Don't you know my house in the family home of the Finance Bureau, I'll go over later. I'll be waiting for you at home then. Zhang Lan replied.
"Okay, I'll go with someone now, I'll be there in about half an hour."
Family home, Zhang Lan's house.
When there was a knock on the door, Zhang Lan got up and opened the door. At the door, Tian Qingyong and a middle-aged man wearing a mask stood outside, and Tian Qingyong was still carrying gifts in his hands.
Zhang Lan glanced at the back and turned sideways to let them into the house, and said with a smile in her mouth: "Why did you come here with gifts." ”
"It's okay, I'll bring you a few New Year's gifts for the New Year." Tian Qingyong raised his hands, glanced left and right, and put the gift in his hand on the side of the wall.
"Sit down, I'll pour you tea." Zhang Lan said with a smile.
"No, no, I'll just stand." The middle-aged man waved his hand and said politely.
= Looking at the middle-aged man who was still wearing a mask after entering the house, standing on the side of the sofa slightly cramped, Zhang Lan glanced at Tian Qingyong with some surprise, meaning that he didn't say to see a doctor, what is going on.
After Tian Qingyong put down the gifts in his hand, he moved the two stools and put them next to the coffee table, watching the two sit down on the stools, Zhang Lan asked speechlessly, "Brother Yong, what's the matter with you?" Didn't you say to see a doctor? ”
Tian Qingyong hurriedly explained: "No, that's the case......"
After listening to Tian Qingyong's explanation, Zhang Lan understood, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
The middle-aged man is a police officer who smuggles drugs, and while on duty, he unfortunately contracted AIDS due to the deliberate actions of the gangsters.
Now that the man has retired from his post, although he has a subsidy, he does not have to worry about life for the rest of his life. Countries that take medicine or something are also fully reimbursed. But not being able to go to work makes men always feel a little unspeakable.
After entering the house, the reason why the man looked a little cramped and cautious was that he was worried that Zhang Lan would have any taboos about this disease, so Tian Qingyong was doing everything about talking and gifts.
The middle-aged man's surname is Chen, and because of the nature of his work, he said that Zhang Lan could just call him Lao Chen. This time I came to Zhang Lan, it was Tian Qingyong and Lao Chen who were relatives, and after knowing Lao Chen's situation, I remembered Zhang Lan and wanted Zhang Lan to see if there was any way to treat Lao Chen.
After knowing the reason, Zhang Lan thought for a while and asked, "So Brother Yong, you came this time to let me show Brother Chen if his illness can be alleviated?" ”
Tian Qingyong nodded and shook his head and said: "Zhang Lan, he has AIDS, I also know that this is incurable, this time I came mainly to see if there is any way to alleviate his current symptoms." I don't think this disease is mainly due to the gradual decrease or disappearance of the autoimmune system, isn't Chinese medicine the best at this? ”
Zhang Lan laughed, Tian Qingyong said this, what is called Chinese medicine is the best at treating the immune system, where did this rumor come from. (End of chapter)