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    The young doctor seemed to be touched by my filial piety, he kindly comforted me a few words, and then asked: "Is there anything wrong with you? If you have something, just tell me directly, and you don't need to go around in circles with me."

    "I was supposed to have a gastroscopy today, but in order not to arouse my father's suspicion, I made a detour and went to Nanjing first. I don't want to delay any longer. I'm afraid things will change if I'm late. So, I would like to ask you to help me get a gastroscopy.  Gastroscopy check list." I said in a slightly pleading tone.

    "Oh, I can fully understand your feelings. Who doesn't have parents? Don't worry too much, I'll give you an order right now." The young doctor was very reasonable, and while answering and comforting me, he searched around for the examination.  Special paper for the list.

    At that time, I was a little nervous.  Because, the young doctor searched for a while but couldn't find even one.  He muttered, have all these papers been used up?  Just when he was about to give up, he happened to find a stack in a corner drawer.  My hanging heart finally let go.  Holding the gastroscopy checklist issued by this very humane young doctor, I just left after thanking you a thousand times.

    I rushed to the gastroscopy office as quickly as possible, because my father had never had a gastroscopy here before, so I asked several times before I found the place.  As soon as I arrived, the nurse on duty yelled, "Get off work, get off work!" I checked my phone, it was 5:26.  Strictly speaking, it's not time to get off work.  Therefore, I immediately felt disgusted with these irresponsible nurses on duty.  I forced myself to suppress my inner unhappiness, walked up to say hello politely, and then asked him, "Do you want to make an appointment for a gastroscopy?" The nurse who was in a hurry to get off work replied impatiently, "You think gastroscopy is  CT! If you have something to do, hurry up tomorrow!" The implication is to tell me not to delay her time.  Although I was very dissatisfied with her in my heart, I finally got the information I wanted to know from her rude words.  I have already understood that gastroscopy does not need to be booked like CT, just come early tomorrow.  Adults don't remember villains!  While comforting myself in my heart, I left the hospital.  After all, it seems a bit unworthy to report for such a trivial matter.  What's more, my report may not be effective in the Municipal People's Hospital, which is extremely concerned about relationships.

    Throughout the afternoon, except for eating, my father basically stayed in bed at other times.  It seems that this trip to Nanjing really had a big impact on my father.  Right now, what Dad needs most is rest.

    Early the next morning, my father recovered slightly, but he was still much worse than before going to Nanjing.  But in any case, a gastroscopy is still required.  This time, the mother was not allowed to follow.  I was alone with my father.  Father is still stubbornly walking alone.

    When I came to the Municipal People's Hospital, I first arranged for my father to sit in the hall and rest.  Then, I used the magnetic card I took at the registration office yesterday and the checklist issued by the young doctor to go to the window to price the price.  According to my father's request, I gave way to a painless gastroscopy, so after the price was reduced, I went to the western medicine window to get the medicine.  After everything was settled, I went upstairs with my father to the gastroscope examination office again.

    We came quite early, and it was only after 7:30 when we arrived at the hospital (the Municipal People's Hospital went to work at 7:30), but when we came to the waiting hall, we were still taken aback by the spectacular scene of crowds.  I finally found a vacant seat, and after my father sat down, I went to the nurse on duty window to call a number.  Judging by the numbers, we'll have to wait a while.

    When I came to my father again, my father who was bored (my father is always relatively taciturn) took the initiative to ask me very rarely: "Why are there so many people today? I don't know how long it will take?"

    "There are a lot of people." I very much agree with my father's opinion, "But not all of them are here for gastroscopy. A considerable part of them are here for B-ultrasound. Therefore, we don't need to wait too long."  I know that my father is very afraid of sitting on a hard chair for too long. In his own words, after a long time, he will feel a particularly painful waist.  Therefore, I had to say words of comfort.

    The father didn't bother about it, but changed the subject and asked, "How much did you spend this time?"

    "Not much, more than eight hundred." I replied casually.

    "What? Over eight hundred!" My father couldn't help exclaiming after hearing this.

    I was taken aback by my father's extreme behavior, and asked puzzledly, "Dad, what's wrong?"

    "It's dark! It's too dark!" My father said angrily, "I also had a painless gastroscopy in Tongxiang, and it was only over 500 points. This, this is a money grab!"

    "This people's hospital is black, it's not a day or two." I have the same feeling for this. Since my father was hospitalized, I have already told the so-called "black" of the "city people's hospital".Consciousness has risen to the intuitive and perceptual aspect, "But there is no way, you have to come even if you are 'black'! Who made it have the best equipment here!"

    Father looked around, and when he looked away from the bustling crowd, he sighed helplessly: "Hey, Zhou Yu beat Huang Gai."

    Seeing that my father was silent, I didn't say anything more. I was afraid that the cruel social reality would further arouse my father's melancholy.

    In silence, time passed by every minute.  Finally heard his father's name.  So, I helped my father, who was already a little bit overwhelmed, and walked to the inner room of the inspection.  At the door, the security guard on duty first gave the father a bottle of oral liquid and told him to drink it now.  I inserted the straw into it and handed it to my father.  Father walked in while sucking.  After I said the serial number, my father was arranged to lie down on the corresponding push bed in the corridor.

    I stood beside my father's bed, and after a little observation, I have already figured out the general layout of the place.  On either side of the corridor was a small separate room.  There are three gastroscopy examination rooms on the west side.  Therefore, gastroscopy can be performed on three patients at the same time here.  There is the largest room on the east side, which can be seen as a medicine storage room.  Inside, two nurses were busy dispensing medicine.  In addition to the push beds on both sides of the corridor, there are many chairs, which should be prepared for the family members waiting here.

    A young man (approximately forty or so), tall, got off the bed not long after his father lay on the push bed.  Staggeringly, seems to be a little confused.  Reminded by the nurse, his family members helped him to sit on a chair beside him.  From the looks of it, it should also be a painless gastroscopy, because the effect of the anesthetic has not completely disappeared, so the sanity seems a little blurred.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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