While chatting, filling his stomach, Zhou Congwen carefully thought about Wang Xueteng after everyone went home.

The scrub typhus disease was discovered early. As long as you have money, you can survive in IU, and there is a high probability that there will be no sequelae in the future.

But this girl is too hard to do things, and Zhou Congwen is a little embarrassed to work hard.

With a high fever of 40 degrees, he checked the warehouse and took care of what he had assigned. This kind of thing... Zhou Congwen sighed. This is his favor, and he will have to pay it back sooner or later.

The next morning, Zhou Congwen got up and went to visit Wang Xueteng first.

After overnight treatment, Wang Xueteng's symptoms have improved significantly.

Seeing Zhou Congwen see him, Wang Xueteng's expression was a bit strange. He was embarrassed and shy while being embarrassed.

Zhou Congwen also knew that the girl was not wearing any clothes now. Although she was covered with a quilt, she must be worried that she would lift the quilt to check her body.

Thinking too much, Zhou Congwen looked at Wang Xueteng with a smile.

"Professor Zhou, I... I'm fine, I feel much better." Wang Xueteng and Zhou Congwen said, "When will I transfer iu?"

"Live first, don't worry." Zhou Congwen sat on the bench next to Wang Xueteng's bed and looked at the blood filtering machine and said, "There are liver and kidney functions that are dysfunctional. It's not that you feel that you're fine. Hospitalization treatment must be cured, and you can't leave any root cause. Once it goes on, it will be even more troublesome in the future."

"But……"

"It's about money." Zhou Congwen smiled slightly, and did not mention the embarrassing things that made everyone embarrassed, but instead shifted the topic to money. "Don't worry, you can help me with the money. If the money for treatment is small, I will definitely not be polite to you. But this is a large amount of money and you will definitely not be able to afford it."

"Uh." Wang Xueteng was a little confused.

Facing his "party" father, Wang Xueteng has never heard of any sales manager who will be treated like this.

He can help contact the doctor and give the best diagnosis and treatment, even if the relationship between the two is pretty good, Zhou Congwen actually takes over the medical expenses and has to bear the cost.

Wang Xueteng started to think about it after he was a little better last night.

After all, they are all ordinary people, who can leave money?

There is always something to think about in terms of cost-effectiveness, and... this is iu, a pure gold-selling cave.

Although his income is pretty good, Wang Xueteng asked himself that he really couldn't afford it.

Even with medical insurance, every time she looked at the blood filter machine around her, a sense of fear that penetrated her bone marrow would come out of her heart.

She is in this industry and knows deeply that every part, every filter element, and every turn-on is money.

Although machines can reduce the load on the kidneys and give their body organs a rare rest, the little Red Bulls disappeared, and Wang Xueteng felt that his heart would definitely fail earlier than the liver and kidneys.

"Don't worry." Zhou Congwen saw Wang Xueteng's strange expression and knew what she was thinking and worried about. He smiled and said, "There are actually not many things that can be done with money, so this is not a big deal.

Especially your problem is not the late stage of cancer, not the kind of disease that is useless to spend no amount of money. You are still young, and spending some money to survive is like nothing is wrong. Do you think I can let you out?"

"But I'm not well-off."

"I didn't ask you to spend money," Zhou Congwen said, "You know how fast I make money. To put it bluntly, I did a demonstration surgery and the money given by the manufacturer was enough to bear your medical expenses."

"But that's your money." Wang Xueteng whispered.

"Indeed, I know that you can't get over this hurdle." Zhou Congwen said seriously, "You have helped me a lot during this period, and you also know my personality. You don't want to worry about many things. For example, if you didn't help me with the warehouse in Pangkezhuang, the imperial capital, I would definitely be impatient."

"I won't say if I have money to pay it back in the future. This money is regarded as the year-end bonus last year." Zhou Congwen said gently, "Just work hard and help me do something that has nothing to do with clinical work, but it is still very important to me."

It has nothing to do with clinical practice, but it is very important...

Wang Xueteng suddenly turned aside. Although she knew what Zhou Congwen meant, how good it would be if it weren't for what she thought.

People are very contradictory.

The big pig's hooves don't stretch out their hands, and they also think something is wrong.

"Sleep well, take good care of the disease, don't think too much." Zhou Congwen took the emergency test handed over by the hospitalization officer this morning and said to Wang Xueteng while looking at it, "I'll say hello to the company, and it won't be used for newcomers."

The last problem was solved by Zhou Congwen, and Wang Xueteng had no other need to worry about.

All that is left is to recuperate. Although it takes a period of time to fast and recuperate for illness is simple, it is actually very uncomfortable, but she knows that this is the best ending.

After Zhou Congwen comforted Wang Xueteng, he greeted the director, professor and hospitalized officer of iu, and then left to go back to work.

Although the indicators are good, although it is just a disease caused by a small slutton, Wang Xueteng stayed in IU for 12 days, and spending money every day like flowing water made her feel guilty.

Finally, on the 13th day, various indicators agreed with Zhou Congwen's intentions, and then IU was transferred.

Zhou Congwen was relieved after reading Wang Xueteng's indicator values.

Even though it was discovered early and Wang Xueteng was young and in good health, Zhou Congwen had seen similar patients with severe sequelae.

It didn't happen to Wang Xueteng, she was lucky.

It's fine. If the treatment is delayed due to work, it leaves the root of the disease and even the disability, Zhou Congwen feels guilty for the rest of his life.

Zhou Congwen was also worried that Wang Xue would free up the problem, so he never dared to leave during this period.

After arranging her affairs, Zhou Congwen found Chen Houkun.

"Brother Chen, I'm going to the imperial capital. Director Deng found some elderly patients to prepare for surgery."

Chen Houkun was a little envious, but this matter was made by Deng Ming and 912 for his wedding dress for himself and the Second Hospital of Medical University. He was not dissatisfied with it.

"Go and come back early, and there are several patients on my side who are interested." Chen Houkun said.

"Okay, that side will take three days." Zhou Congwen said, "912 is different from ours. You can come back after finishing it, so I don't have to watch it."

When Chen Houkun went to 912 to run the flying knife, he felt dazzled every time he thought about it.

Although Zhou Congwen did not make money by running a flying knife, the meaning was definitely greater than making money.

That is the world's cardiothoracic surgery competition.

"Xiao Zhou, is the game date set?"

"I don't know yet. Ask the boss after I go." Zhou Congwen said, "Don't worry, as long as the surgery is perfect, it doesn't matter which day the competition will be."

After explaining the relevant matters to Chen Houkun, Zhou Congwen looked at the patient who had the surgery yesterday and took a bus to leave the Second Hospital of Medical University, rushed to the airport, and rushed to 912.

Running around is also a part of life.

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...

912, consultation is underway.

Mr. Huang looked at the medical record and gently tapped the desktop with his right hand.

“Geotracheal bronchosis is indeed rare.”
Chapter completed!