Healing Doctor

Chapter 617 Good Deeds Are Rewarded

"Go to the hell to the hospital." Lu Gang flicked a strand of hair back and said disdainfully, "Hospitals are so expensive, you couldn't even afford a full body checkup in a month of delivering takeout."

The delivery guy's rabbit ears twitched slightly, and he looked a little bewildered.

These were indeed my own thoughts, but hearing them from the other person's mouth made me feel like something was wrong.

"Director Lu, are you alright?" Zhao Zhe asked hurriedly.

"Me? Of course I'm fine." Lu Gang punched his chest with his fist, making a loud thud, and then, to the delivery guy's astonishment, he lifted his leg and did a vertical split.

After testing both legs, Lu Gang said smugly, "Hurry up and get busy, or they'll give you a bad review."

"Hey, hey, hey." The delivery guy, having narrowly escaped death, seemed to be still dreaming, and he bowed repeatedly to Lu Gang.

As the deliveryman turned to leave, he cautiously glanced back at Lu Gang, then bowed before riding off on his electric scooter and disappearing in a flash, as if fleeing.

"Director Lu, you..." Zhao Zhe didn't know how to describe it.

"It's no big deal if I touch it. Do you think I'm short of that little bit of medical check-up fee?" Lu Gang curled his lip and said disdainfully, "Look at your ignorant attitude."

"I'm saying, you're quite flexible... no, quite agile. There's an old saying that goes, 'For every inch your tendons grow, you'll live ten years longer.' Director Lu, are you aiming to live to be over a hundred?"

"You have no idea how relaxed the medical department is. I can work when I want, and I can relax when I don't. I can exercise whenever I want. Living a few more years is better than anything else. Let me tell you, Zhao Zhe, your body might not be as strong as mine."

Seeing Lu Gang showing off with a smug look on his face, Zhao Zhe first expressed his sincere admiration.

As long as Ji Xiang isn't involved, Zhao Zhe will willingly play the supporting role, agreeing with whatever Lu Gang says to make Lu Gang happy.

"Director Lu, you're quite kind-hearted. I saw the delivery guy's face turn pale with fright, deathly pale." Zhao Zhe flattered Lu Gang while taking out his phone from his pocket.

"Hey, you don't know anything," Lu Gang said. "A few years ago, my nephew had some bad luck and opened the biggest internet cafe in the city."

"When did this happen?"

"2001."

"Awesome!"

Zhao Zhe came from that era and knows how popular internet cafes were back then.

"He was resourceful. He ordered the machines to be upgraded every year, and threw the retired machines into the Electronic University. He ran an internet cafe while preparing to become a teacher of the second generation of computer repair and programming majors."

"Impressive!" Zhao Zhe praised sincerely this time.

"What good is being good at all? Small fortunes come from frugality, great fortunes come from fate. Just when things were set up and revenue was stable, it seemed like success was just around the corner, and then the Beijing Blue Express incident happened, leading to a nationwide crackdown on internet cafes."

"..." Zhao Zhe was speechless.

This life has been so full of hardships.

"My nephew couldn't do anything about it. This huge disaster hit him on the head; it wasn't his fault," Lu Gang said. "He originally wanted to hold on for a while, but the investors wouldn't have it and demanded to withdraw their investment. In the end, he lost more than a million yuan, and I even had to pay back part of it."

"After the internet cafe closed down, he figured he could make a living by opening a computer repair stall," Lu Gang continued. "But before he could even take off the red cloth on the signboard, a level 6 gale hit. Many signboards on the commercial street were blown off, but his signboard happened to fall and hit an old lady."

"..." Zhao Zhe stared at Lu Gang with wide eyes, thinking that Director Lu's luck was not good, but his nephew's luck seemed to be even worse.

This matter can be resolved for a few tens of thousands of yuan at the very least; at worst, it could cost hundreds of thousands or even tens of thousands of yuan.

After all, Zhao Zhe had seen countless similar cases in his life.

"And then, Director Lu?" Zhao Zhe asked.

"My nephew was terrified and asked me to come and oversee things. You know, in these kinds of situations, talking to anyone doesn't really help. There's little room for maneuver. It's best to make sure the injuries aren't serious, get the injured party's forgiveness, and then quickly pay compensation."

"The old lady was hit on the head and was covered in blood. She was taken to the hospital for a CT scan, which came back normal. After stitches, she was given a tetanus shot and kept in the hospital for observation. Soon, the patient's family arrived. I was observing them and felt that their family was a little different."

"Oh? How is it different?" Zhao Zhe asked, following up on Lu Gang's question.

"Listen to me," Lu Gang said. "The CT scan on the third day showed nothing serious, so I knew it wasn't a big deal. There was no brain hemorrhage or other external injuries, and I estimated the compensation would be around ten thousand yuan. But my nephew was heavily in debt at the time, so ten thousand yuan would be a burden for him."

"In 2002 and 2003, 10,000 yuan was a lot of money," Zhao Zhe said.

"I went to negotiate with the patient's family. The old lady was very generous and waved her hand, saying it was just a matter of the wind and had nothing to do with the child. I was a little confused, but you know, people were still quite kind at that time. So after the old lady left and went home, I took my nephew and bought some nutritional supplements to visit her."

"It should be a case of things turning around after the worst, or a change of fortune. My nephew's luck improved a lot after that incident, and he still visits his grandmother during holidays."

"Tsk tsk," Zhao Zhe remarked.

"One should be forgiving when possible. Why should I make things difficult for a delivery driver? Besides, I'm fine," Lu Gang said. "Huh? Where were we?"

"Your nephew's luck has turned around."

"It's not about that. Ever since the Nanjing incident, moral standards have declined for decades... Sigh, why bring this up? I mean, where are the variety shows now?" Lu Gang asked.

"The animation is explaining intussusception, focusing on intussusception in young children, and explaining in detail how to perform air enema," Zhao Zhe said.

"I hope air enemas can be preserved, but please don't make them anymore," Lu Gang sighed.

These words seemed nonsensical, but Zhao Zhe understood what Lu Gang meant.

Every operation carries risk; there's no 100% success rate. But when it comes to yourself, it's hard to say how you'll react if you fail.

Air enemas are not widely performed because many hospitals offered this treatment in earlier years.

However, with the arrival of the first generation of medical disputes, the practice of air enemas is ordered to stop once an accident occurs, so some cities cannot even find a hospital that performs air enemas.

You either have to go to the women and children's hospital in the provincial capital, or... you can only rely on luck or stay in the local area for surgery.

The key issue is that there are few pediatric surgeons, and not many people are capable of or dare to perform the surgery.

This led to many tragedies, a kind of snowflake in a great era.

Zhao Zhe sighed. He couldn't control this matter, nor could he do anything about it. He might as well just watch the show.

Director Zou has already taken the patient to perform emergency surgery, so he can't be seen on the program, which Zhao Zhe is quite satisfied with.

He didn't want to be in the limelight; he just wanted to stay out of the limelight. Besides, just staying out of the limelight was enough. Sometimes you can't stay out of the limelight, like when Ji Xiang had communication problems on the show.

(End of this chapter)