"Poor people don't have much savings, and they feel uncomfortable and can't last long if they can't make ends meet. Even if the patient's hospitalization expenses can be reimbursed, other daily expenses are still very large. If you can find a part-time job in the hospital cafeteria, you can take care of the patients on the one hand, and you can have some money on the other hand. income."
¡°You¡ª¡ª¡± Brother Luo¡¯s mouth started to tremble, and his whole body started to tremble. Look carefully, his eyes are about to turn red.
"If you think my suggestion is not good -" Xie Wanying suddenly stopped mid-sentence when she saw the other party's sudden movement.
With a bang, Brother Luo squatted on the ground, held his head with both hands and grabbed his hair. After a while, he grabbed his fist and smashed it on himself like a sandbag. .
I regret it, I really regret it. What did he do before? He thought he was doing justice, but in the end he shook his fist at someone who was in a similar situation to himself.
It is easy for laypeople to form a collective wrong impression of a certain profession after hearing hearsay and ignore individual differences. For example, most people think that doctors with high incomes are only rich people.
Yes, the income level of doctors should be said to be in the upper middle class in society. This is undeniable. After all, doctors have to study for many years before entering the workforce. The investment is huge and the cost needs to be calculated. Like people in other industries, even if they have high incomes, each doctor's family background and personal life are different. For various reasons, it is absolutely impossible to say that personal assets can achieve equal wealth within the industry. For example, Dr. Zhang Tinghai has been working hard to help his father pay off his huge debt.
Brother Luo¡¯s situation is based on what others say, and coupled with his own special experiences, it is easy to be incited by others. Kind people are most easily deceived and set on fire. There is a lot of intrigue in the world. Don't let kind-hearted people fight among themselves. This is probably the most important and difficult link in doctor-patient disputes to resolve.
¡°I¡¯m sorry¡ª¡ª¡± Brother Luo¡¯s intermittent choking sounds came from between his arms.
Xie Wanying stretched out her hand, feeling like Teacher Du, patting the patient's family members on the shoulders steadily to comfort them: It's okay, it's okay.
"I will surrender." Brother Luo solemnly promised her again.
After sending Brother Luo off, it was getting dark outside. It didn't snow tonight, and the cold wind blowing in my face was no better than a snowy day. The temperature in the north is very low. When walking out of the inpatient department, Xie Wanying wrapped the scarf around her neck twice more.
The street lights outside the hospital were a little dim at night, and two white headlights flashed in the dark sky. Then I heard the car door open with a click, and someone got out of the car.
"Xie Wanying, come here."
The man held the car door, his tall figure facing the darkness, and shouted to her.
This voice belongs to Senior Chang. I originally planned to turn around and walk to the bus stop, but now I can only turn back and approach the bus. Looking closer, I saw that the senior was driving a stylish white Mercedes-Benz.
¡°As her mother said, being a doctor earns a lot of money and is a way for her poor family to live a good life. She has to work hard.
"Do you like my new car?" Seeing her staring at his car, Chang Jiawei's eyes turned into two fox lines and he said.
Xie Wanying raised her head, not knowing how to answer. She didn't like cars, but she liked the feeling once she was really rich.
Looking at her bright eyes that were as bright as moonlight in the dark night, Chang Jiawei swallowed involuntarily. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com