Doctor Zhao, help!

Chapter 17 Someone took the initiative to add Zhao Sheng to WeChat?
After half an hour.

After emergency rehydration, the swarthy man who was in semi-dehydrated shock regained consciousness. Once his vital signs stabilized, he could prepare for surgery.

After the big man's brief explanation, Zhao Sheng found out that the big man was Wei Dahai, a worker of the engineering team stationed in Belarus. He had abdominal pain three days ago and went to the local hospital in Minsk, Belarus, for diagnosis and considered gastric perforation.

However, the cost of treatment at the local hospital in Minsk, Belarus, was several times more expensive than at home. Therefore, after careful consideration, Wei Dahai decided to return to China for surgery!
Inside this medicine jar were painkillers, which he begged the doctor in Minsk to prescribe for him. Then he flew from Minsk to Dubai, and then from Dubai to Zhongdu.

During the more than 40-hour journey, he endured the severe peritoneal irritation caused by gastric perforation and continued to take painkillers along the way.

Because the fellow villagers told him that seriously ill patients are not allowed to board the flight, so on the flight, no matter how painful they are, they cannot show it, let alone drink water or eat.

What kind of strong perseverance is this?
Zhao Sheng couldn't imagine it.

"It's too dangerous for you to do this. Once a big perforation occurs, it will be fatal."

Zhao Sheng said to Wei Dahai, who was lying on the rescue bed and his complexion had improved a lot after emergency rehydration.

I just did an emergency bedside B-ultrasound, and no large amount of fluid was found in the abdominal cavity. This shows that the perforation is localized and has not spread. This is very lucky. Maybe Wei Dahai is lucky enough, otherwise, Once the perforation enlarges, it can be fatal.

However, it is best to take such a risk only this time, because no one knows whether luck will be as good next time.

"Doctor, surgery abroad is too expensive."

Wei Dahai pulled a smile from the corner of his mouth and weakly explained to Zhao Sheng.

He went out to make money. According to the estimation of the local doctor in Minsk, if he performed surgery there, then the three months of work would have been in vain.

This is not surprising. Wei Dahai is a foreigner in Belarus and does not have medical insurance, so he has to pay all the expenses himself, which must be very expensive.

"If it's expensive, you can't risk your life. If your life is gone, what's the use of asking for money?"

Zhao Sheng continued.

"Doctor, if I really die, my family will still be able to get my money, and there will also be compensation."

To Zhao Sheng's expectation, Wei Dahai seemed to have thought very clearly, even thinking about what would happen if he accidentally died.

This is really true. . .Not good to rate.

"Have you bought domestic medical insurance?"

Zhao Sheng shook his head slightly and asked again.

"I bought it. Every year I ask my family to buy residents' medical insurance. Doctor, can the medical insurance in our hometown be used here?"

Wei Dahai nodded quickly. The reason why he had to go back to China for surgery was really because the medical expenses abroad were indeed too expensive. This time he returned to China for surgery. On the one hand, the medical expenses were not as high as abroad. On the other hand, he could still use medical insurance. Part of the reimbursement, all added up, can actually be solved by spending a few thousand yuan.

"Okay, just open a medical insurance in another place for medical treatment."

Zhao Sheng nodded.

"Thank you doctor."

With a look of relief and relief on his face, Wei Dahai weakly thanked Zhao Sheng.

"Get some rest first, your surgery will have to be done tonight."

Zhao Sheng said.

After leaving the emergency room, the tall blonde girl who had just helped Zhao Sheng translate Russian was still standing at the door.

"Doctor, do you still need me to translate?"

The tall blonde girl said as soon as she saw Zhao Sheng.

"I don't need it for now, thank you."

Zhao Sheng said. "Don't you need to contact the doctor in Belarus?"

Natasha, a tall blonde girl, asked next, seemingly very happy that she could be of use.

"The patient's condition is now very clear. Thank you for your translation."

Zhao Sheng said in a gentle tone.

In fact, in Zhongdu, there are many foreigners studying abroad, and Zhao Sheng has naturally treated many of them.

Among the foreign girls from all countries who came to study abroad, Zhao Sheng naturally had a good impression of the Russian blond girl, and he didn't know where this good feeling came from.

As for foreign male students studying abroad, whether they are white or black, we will not discuss them here. Everyone knows about them.

"You're welcome, you're welcome."

Natasha said repeatedly, seemingly very happy to be thanked by Zhao Sheng, a Chinese doctor.

"Doctor, why don't you add me on WeChat? If there is anything else you need to ask the doctor in Belarus?"

Natasha looked at Zhao Sheng, a doctor with a very different temperament, and said with a thought.

She had only seen Zhao Sheng's temperament in university professors or top figures in all walks of life.

This special temperament is very attractive to intellectual women like Natasha.

Compared with the Russian men who only drink vodka and dare to throw a bear when they are drunk, Natasha, who is highly educated, knowledgeable and has deep thoughts, prefers the intellectual Chinese men.

Prudence, restraint, responsibility, gentleness, these are like the Western chivalry, which attracts Natasha very much, especially since Zhao Sheng is also a doctor with very superb medical skills.

"Row."

Zhao Sheng was a little surprised when he heard Natasha's words, but he still nodded, took out his phone, and added Natasha on WeChat.

"Doctor, if you need any translation, please contact me."

After adding Zhao Sheng's WeChat message, Natasha was in a good mood and said to Zhao Sheng with a sweet smile.

Natasha left happily. After she left, Song Wei stood next to Zhao Sheng at some point.

"Dr. Zhao, it's okay. Foreign beauties have taken the initiative to add your WeChat account."

Song Wei gave Zhao Sheng a thumbs up and said.

"They also have good intentions and are afraid that if we have to contact the doctors in Belarus."

Zhao Sheng looked at Song Wei's teasing expression and said with a slight twitch of the corner of his mouth.

To be honest, as a senior attending doctor of the First Affiliated Hospital, it is normal for others to actively want to add him to WeChat. However, most of those who want to add Zhao Sheng to WeChat are the patients themselves or their family members.

The purpose of joining WeChat is also very clear. I think Zhao Sheng's medical skills are superb, and maybe I can ask about medical treatment on WeChat sometime.

If you think about it, you will know that you can consult with senior attending doctors from top tertiary hospitals at any time without registering. This kind of convenience must be very desirable to most people.

But for situations like this, Zhao Sheng usually leaves the department's phone number. As for his personal phone number or WeChat, he will not give it to him in most cases.

The reason is simple: I am too busy.

People add you and ask you something. Do you want to say something or not? Don’t say too much. Dozens of people ask you questions on WeChat every day, which is enough to make you feel overwhelmed.

This is also the established rule of hospital doctors.

(End of this chapter)