Doctor Song, are you married?

Chapter 242 242. It turns out that money can really buy your life

Mrs. Ge quickly stepped forward tremblingly, "Doctor, is my old man okay?"

When Li Da saw this old man, he couldn't help but sigh, "Aunt, this old man needs dialysis, otherwise it will be very troublesome."

After hearing what Li Da said, the old lady's eyes suddenly dimmed.

The old man has been ill for so long, so he naturally knows what dialysis means.

"Doctor, um, how much does one dialysis session you mentioned cost?"

The old lady lowered her voice and asked timidly, as if she was afraid that the old man would hear her.

"It's not expensive. It only costs 600 yuan a time. The old man's condition is not bad, and he doesn't need to dialyze too frequently. He only needs dialysis three or four times a month."

Li Da said, turned around and said to the nurse: "Let's admit him to the hospital first. We will transfer him to the hemodialysis center later and arrange dialysis as soon as possible."

When the old lady heard that hospitalization was going to be arranged, she suddenly became anxious.

"Doctor, um, can you wait for a while? I have already called my son and daughter. They will be here in a minute. I will discuss it with them then." The old man looked at the group of doctors surrounding him longingly.

Song Qi looked on and sighed.

Some people's world is beautiful, and some people's world is on the verge of collapse.

After staying in the hospital for a long time, Song Qi understood that the level of medical consumption is different for everyone. For example, some people can't even pay for the surgery to remove the appendix, while some people always spend a large amount of money. Put the money in an attempt to buy your life.

Take the current situation as an example. What Mr. Wang’s family members have been saying is, ‘It doesn’t matter how expensive the medicine is, just use it.’

For Mr. Ge and his family, the medical expenses of 600 yuan require the family to sit down and consider carefully.

It turns out that money can really buy your life.

"Aunt Ge, I have tried my best to save you medical expenses. If uncle doesn't do dialysis," Li Da felt like he couldn't go on.

"We all understand, but this is a big sum of money. Let me ask the children first. Also, doctor, can you not live in that hemodialysis center? I heard that it is quite expensive to live there. I also I heard that dialysis can be done at home." The old lady glanced at the old man again.

Li Da sighed. It is indeed possible to do dialysis at home, but it requires professional training. Their children are not around, and Aunt Ge is old. It may be difficult for her to learn the operation of dialysis.
"Then let's stay for observation first. You decide as soon as possible. Mr. Ge is not in good health and can't wait any longer. In addition, Song Qi, this patient, please follow up, ask about the medical history, write down the medical record, and, Let me know when your family members are here."

This patient is an old patient, the situation is not complicated, and the current condition is considered stable. It is just right for Song Qi and the others to learn the diagnosis and treatment process and medical record writing standards.

Writing medical records and asking questions about medical history, it seems that the hard days of being a graduate student are finally coming.

Song Qi nodded.

"Okay, thank you, Dr. Li, for always causing you trouble." The old lady said, taking out a towel and wiping the old man's face.

Mr. Ge's situation is not very optimistic. He just checked his kidney function urgently and found that the creatinine is very high and has reached the critical level. Moreover, the old man has been in a comatose state.But the old man's son and daughter didn't show up.

The family members have not arrived, and the fees have not been paid. The emergency doctors can only provide some basic life-saving treatments. As for the follow-up treatment, they must wait for the funds to be available before they can be carried out.

After briefly asking about the medical history, Song Qi planned to write a medical record.

"Song Qi, leave the job of writing medical records to me. Regardless of my other abilities, I am very good at writing medical records." Seeing Song Qi turning on the computer and about to write medical records, Luo Beilin hurried forward. said.

Song Qi remembered what Lobelin said before and quickly smiled, "No, no, I can just write it myself. Don't worry, I will teach you the tracheal intubation technique when I have time."

Lobelin shook his head, "Just leave the chores like writing medical records to me. Otherwise, how about you take a rest? If the old man still doesn't wake up later, he may be intubated." Song Qi said no more. Persisting, he turned and walked out of the doctor's office.

Song Qi felt inexplicably depressed in his chest. He couldn't bear to watch the two old people hesitate in front of their lives because of the thousands of dollars in treatment fees.

And he was just a little doctor, so he couldn't help him at all.

"Brother, where have you been? I just arrived at the hospital. Our dad's condition is not very good." A woman in her 30s was on the phone, followed by a seven or eight-year-old boy.

I don’t know what was said on the other end of the phone. The woman frowned and said, "Brother, I really have no money. My monthly salary is only more than 4000. Xuanxuan earns tens of thousands a year from training courses, and the house is still there." Have a loan"

Song Qi sighed. He often saw situations like this. The pain of having no money is not that you can't afford brand-name bags and lipstick, but that your loved ones have to give up treatment because of lack of money even though they can survive.

"Then what should we do? Otherwise, we won't need dialysis?" The woman's voice lowered.

Dialysis?Song Qi raised his eyes and glanced at the woman. She indeed looked a bit like Mr. Ge between her features.

"Then you tell your parents, I won't talk to you, okay? We've all tried our best, so we won't have a hard time, right? Well, are you almost there? I'll pick you up at the door." The woman hung up the phone. Picking up the child's hand, he walked quickly to the door.

Song Qi didn't know how to describe her mood.

A man who is clearly at the end of his life, but for the sake of his pension, is desperately asking for hospital treatment.

The other one, who clearly had a problem that could be cured, was hesitant because of a lack of money.

"How is Mr. Ge doing now?" Song Qi adjusted her mood and walked into the observation ward.

A ward with six people to a room is the cheapest bed in all observation wards.

"He hasn't woken up yet, doctor, my old man, he can't be..." The old lady's eyes turned red and she asked cautiously.

"The old man's kidney function is very poor and he needs dialysis as soon as possible. As long as he undergoes dialysis, he should wake up soon." Song Qi said, helping the old man adjust the drip rate of the liquid.

"My son, he, he will be here soon. Doctor Song, can you please wait a little longer?" The old man looked sad.

"Actually, one dialysis session only costs 600 yuan." Song Qi hesitated.

His meaning was very clear. It was just a dialysis session, and it was not a kidney transplant. He shouldn't be asking his son for money, right?
"Hey! Dr. Song, I'm not afraid of your jokes. My old man and I don't have formal jobs. When we were young, we supported our two children by doing some manual labor. Later, when we got older and couldn't do it anymore, the old man went to collect scraps. , I have saved some money over the years, but I paid a down payment to buy a house for my son a few years ago. In recent years, my health has been bad, and I can’t collect scraps, so I have no income, and the children’s life is also difficult. Living a tight life."

The old man said, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes.

Song Qi's chest felt inexplicably uncomfortable and she didn't know what to say.

"Mom, how is my dad?" As he was talking, a man in his thirties rushed into the ward with a dusty look.

From far away, Song Qi could feel the fatigue of the long journey on his body.

"Qiangzi, you are back." The old lady grabbed her son's hand and burst into tears.

"Mom, I went to ask for leave when I received Yingzi's call, and then took the fastest train back. How is my dad doing now?" the man said, looking at his father on the hospital bed.

"You haven't woken up yet, Qiangzi. The doctor just said that your father's condition is not very good and he needs dialysis." The old lady glanced at Song Qi and whispered.

(End of this chapter)