Doctor Zhao, help!

Chapter 47 Loyalty
Zhao Sheng was about to ask about the condition of the middle-aged homeless man lying in the hospital bed. At this time, Tan Bo, the on-board emergency doctor, pulled Zhao Sheng out.

"Dr. Zhao, this man is a homeless man, and the one standing next to him looks like one too."

Temple sighed and didn't say anything else, just emphasized this sentence.

According to the situation most of the time in the past, there is a high probability that there will be no way to pay the hospitalization fees for treating such homeless people.

In the end, this money will definitely be spread to the receiving doctor and the attending doctor.

Tan Bo and his wife are planning to have a second child, and the economy is at its most stressful. At such a critical time, if he is charged a sum of money, it can be said to be a huge pressure for him.

But that’s what 120 first aid is like. When an emergency occurs, you can’t leave the person alone. You still have to bring the patient back. After you bring him back, he must also be treated. You can’t just leave him alone.

This is in China, not in America!

"It's okay, let's go to Corey Fund."

Zhao Sheng knew that Tan Bo and his wife were planning to have a second child recently, and he understood the financial pressure he was facing, so he spoke slowly.

This fund is actually an emergency fund established by all the medical staff in the emergency department through crowdfunding. It is to cope with today's situation. There are patients who must be treated, and the patients don't have money at first sight.

But it can only be used for emergencies, such as rescuing homeless people. In other cases, it is generally not used, because the income of emergency medical staff is indeed not high, and there is actually not much money in this fund.

All along, director Yu Zhongbo and master Zhao Sheng have been supporting the majority.

Therefore, Zhao Sheng has such say in the use of this fund.

"Okay, I'll leave the patient to you, Dr. Zhao."

When Tan Bo heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.

It’s difficult to be a doctor. There are seniors and juniors at the top. It’s even harder for doctors who have to support their families!

Tan Bo went to work, and Zhao Sheng returned to the disposal room.

As soon as he entered the treatment room, Zhao Sheng heard a coughing sound.

At first glance, I saw that the middle-aged homeless man was coughing. While coughing, his head was covered in sweat and he seemed to be out of breath.

"What's wrong?"

Zhao Sheng looked at the middle-aged homeless man and asked as usual.

"Doctor, he just keeps coughing and coughing, and he has been having a fever for the past few days."

Facing Zhao Sheng's question, the homeless middle-aged man stopped coughing, but his eyes were dull and his expression was dead. He didn't seem to want to answer Zhao Sheng's question. Instead, the burly man standing aside answered with a deep and powerful voice. Zhao Sheng’s question.

cough?fever?
After hearing the burly man's words, Zhao Sheng looked at the middle-aged homeless man and saw that he was already skinny and skinny.

In all likelihood, the middle-aged homeless man in front of me has tuberculosis.

The experienced Zhao Sheng made a judgment immediately.

"Have you taken any medicine?"

Zhao Sheng continued to ask.

"I bought him some cough and fever medicine from the pharmacy. Here, that's it."

As the burly man spoke, he took out a plastic bag from his worn pocket, opened the plastic bag carefully, and showed Zhao Sheng the medicine inside.

Zhao Sheng took a look and found that the antipyretic medicine was ordinary acetaminophen. As for the cough medicine, it was compound rock cabbage tablets. Both medicines were in the most common packaging. The total price of the two medicines would not exceed 30 yuan.

These two drugs are still effective for treating general upper respiratory tract infection cough and fever.But for middle-aged homeless men with obvious tuberculosis, the effect is obviously very limited.

"How long has he been like this?"

Zhao Sheng looked at the middle-aged homeless man with dull eyes and a dead expression on his face, and then asked the burly man.

"It's been a month since I met him."

The burly man then replied.

"First draw blood and do a lung CT scan. In his case, it is very likely that he has tuberculosis."

Zhao Sheng said.

"Okay, okay."

The burly man replied quickly.

However, after a while, he felt a little embarrassed and took out a red plastic bag from the other pocket, opened the bag, took out a bunch of scattered money inside, and said to Zhao Sheng with some anxiety: "Doctor , I only have this money, I don’t know if it’s enough?”

Zhao Sheng looked at the pile of money in the burly man's plastic bag. There were ten yuan, five yuan, and one yuan. They were all small changes. The largest denomination was only 20 yuan.

Today, when electronic payment is prevalent, it is difficult for Zhao Sheng, who has not touched cash for almost a year, to imagine where the five, ten, and twenty yuan folded in the burly man's hand came from.

Most likely, they picked up bottles and cardboard from everywhere and exchanged them at the waste collection station.

Just before Zhao Sheng said anything, the middle-aged homeless man saw a slight fluctuation in his dead face when he saw the burly man taking out the stack of change.

"Brother Ao, no...he can't be cured..."

The middle-aged homeless man looked at the burly man Brother Ao weakly and said.

"Brother, how can this not be cured? Let me tell you, tuberculosis is no longer a terminal disease and can be cured. At worst, I will pick up more cardboard at night. If it doesn't work, I will swing a sledgehammer. The last time Foreman, you have asked me several times!"

When the burly man heard this, he immediately said.

"How long have you known each other?"

Seeing the burly man's lack of hesitation, Zhao Sheng couldn't help but ask.

"It's been a month. A month ago, one day, I was opening a treasure box on the street, and I saw this guy picking up garbage and eating it. I said it's okay to pick up garbage, but how can I do it to eat garbage?! Anyway, I am the same. It doesn’t matter if you are alone or with multiple companions, we will pick up garbage together.”

Brother Ao, a burly man, said boldly.

Hearing this, Zhao Sheng took a deep look at the burly man in front of him. His physique looked very strong and strong. With this physique, he would not have to worry about making a living at a construction site or in the transportation industry. Just with this alone If you have enough strength, you can still have food, clothing, wine and meat.

I just don’t know why he seems to have embarked on the road of wandering. Maybe he has his own story.

The middle-aged homeless man lying on the disposal bed also looked like a man who had read a book and had some education. From his eyebrows and eyes, you could vaguely see a different look from ordinary homeless people. That was it. His energy was now very weak.

"Doctor, this money is 370 taels in total. Is it enough for the examination? If it is not enough, I will think of a solution."

Brother Ao, a burly man, took the money again and said to Zhao Sheng.

It can be seen that he is always counting this stack of money, otherwise he would not be able to give such an accurate number.

Think about it, there is only a rough figure for how much money an average person carries in their wallet, and it will not be as precise as the burly man Brother Ao said.

(End of this chapter)