Chapter 367: Being knocked unconscious by a foreign patient with money
Guanganmen Hospital.

Wang Mengde was in the clinic, looking at the feet of Master He's nephew on the hospital bed with an embarrassed look on his face.

I saw that the patient's feet were rotten into holes, and there was black stuff inside.

This symptom is obviously a serious complication of diabetes - gangrene.

He looked at it carefully and saw that the largest hole was big enough to fit a baby's fist, and the other several small holes were larger than a thumb.

Wang Mengde couldn't help but shake his head in his heart about this serious complication of diabetes.

There was nothing he could do at the moment.

That is to get some artificial bovine insulin for Master He's nephew to use to alleviate the progression of diabetes.

As for the problem of gangrene, the most he could do was to prescribe some medicine and try it out, as if it were a last resort. Anyway, he didn't hold out much hope for the time being.

In fact, if he is given enough time, he might be able to develop a treatment.

But his time is too precious now, and he has other work to do, so he cannot just start research on a disease.

Therefore, Master He’s nephew’s condition depends on luck. Maybe one day he will have a flash of inspiration and some inspiration will emerge in his mind, and then there will be hope.

"Comrade Wang Mengde, is there no hope?"

Master He was startled when he saw that he had been observing for a long time without saying anything. Then he immediately calmed himself down and asked in a low voice.

He brought his nephew here today with the mentality of giving it a try. He had been disappointed too many times before, so he could quickly accept it if it happened again.

“This disease is very difficult to treat, and there is currently no good way to treat gangrene, a serious complication.

So, I got him a few boxes of artificial bovine insulin and gave them to him first, which would be the best way to alleviate the progression of the disease.

As for the gangrene problem on my feet, the situation is very complicated and I haven’t figured out how to treat it yet.

And as far as I know, this is also the case in all major hospitals around the world. Whether it is conservative treatment or surgical amputation, it all depends on luck.

So, you decide whether to keep the patient at Guang'anmen Hospital for treatment or transfer him to another hospital."

Wang Mengde pondered for a moment and then said.

He also wanted to help Master He, but unfortunately, there were not many good ways to treat serious complications such as diabetic gangrene, let alone in this era, even in the future.

The treatment methods he can draw on are limited, and if he wants to cure this problem, he can only rely on himself mostly.

But this takes a certain amount of time, and it is hard to say when the results will be obtained.

"Doctor Wang, we have visited all other hospitals, but none of them can help. Let's get treatment at Guang'anmen Hospital.

As for whether it can be cured in the end, we will leave it to fate.”

Master He said calmly.

Ever since their nephew was diagnosed with diabetes, they have gradually accepted it over the years, from being worried and anxious at the beginning.

Before coming to Guang'anmen Hospital to seek treatment from Wang Mengde, the family had already discussed that this hospital was the last choice.

Anyway, other hospitals are all similar, and I don’t know which hospital to transfer to if I want to.

Moreover, he asked several people to find out yesterday, and most of them told him that the greatest hope for curing his nephew's illness lies in Guang'anmen Hospital.

Even though he is just a meat cutting master at Donglaishun, due to his superb skills, many of the people he knows are high-ranking or powerful people.

Since these people think that Wang Mengde has hope, if things don't work out here, he and his family will just accept their fate.

"Okay, then let's arrange for hospitalization, and I'll use the bovine insulin in the afternoon.

With this medicine, his condition will be much better, at least the speed at which it gets worse will definitely be much slower.”

Seeing that he was determined, Wang Mengde sat down and spoke while writing the admission form.

The next few days.

Master He's nephew's condition did not worsen due to his continued use of bovine insulin.

Of course, it is impossible to get better.

Every day, the nurse would rinse his feet with a whole bottle of disinfectant and then use a cotton swab to clean out the necrotic material in the hole.

And out of Master He's kindness, Wang Mengde would take time every day to come and check on his room and see how he was doing.

This middle-aged man, who is probably around 40 years old, looks like he accepts reality every day.

After all, it has been more than ten years since I got sick.

After suffering from illness for such a long time, I have lost my spirit.

If his family hadn't given up on him, he would have wanted to end his life long ago.

"Meng De, I've seen you go to the ward every day recently. Is there any special illness that attracts you?"

On this day, when Pu Lao was making rounds with a young doctor, he happened to meet Wang Mengde and asked with a smile.

Apart from the foreign patients in intensive care, the general wards only admit inpatients unless their conditions are very special or serious.

Otherwise, Wang Mengde usually checks the room once a week.

At other times, the doctors in the department or the attending physician will naturally be responsible for daily affairs.

Since Pu was no longer in charge of other work, he spent a lot of time seeing patients, and he would also visit the ward in person every two or three days to check on the patients.

In recent days, he discovered that his most proud disciple often came here, and he became very curious.

This time when we met, I just happened to say hello.

"Sir, it's Master He of Donglaishun's nephew who is in the hospital. His condition is very complicated. I come to see him every day."

Wang Mengde briefly explained the specific situation.

"Oh, it turns out to be Master He's nephew. His diabetes is so serious that it is really difficult to cure."

When Mr. Pu heard that it was Master He's family member from Donglaishun who was in the hospital, he nodded.

A few days ago, when he celebrated his 79th birthday, Master He was very considerate and spent half an hour cutting beef and mutton in the private room.

That meal was very satisfying for him, his family, and his disciples.

The mutton slices, in particular, were cooked as soon as they were put into the pot and tasted very delicious. Even he couldn't help but eat two or three taels of them.

"Yes, his condition is very serious and the complications are severe. I can only use medication to maintain his condition and prevent the disease from flaring up quickly.

But this is not a solution. I am afraid that after a while, the prescribed medicine will gradually lose its effect, and the condition will inevitably get worse.”

Wang Mengde shook his head.

After several days of observation and thinking, he still had no clue or idea.

“Don’t worry. This disease has existed for so many years, and so many smart and talented people have not been able to cure it, which shows how difficult it is.

Moreover, treating illnesses is not like other work. You can’t rush into it, otherwise it’s easy for something to go wrong.”

Pu Lao persuaded.

He started practicing medicine in his teens and has been doing it for more than sixty years.

Over the years, I have seen life and death, and it can be said that I have long passed the sentimental stage.

It was early August. The sun was scorching.

It was such a hot day, not to mention the people, even the cicadas' calls were weak and the leaves were drooping due to the heat.

But Xu Damao was in a very bad mood.

After a full six months, he was finally sentenced to labor reform and returned home.

His originally sturdy figure now looks frail and fragile.

In there, he couldn't eat or sleep well, and he had to do physical work. Every day was a torture.

In addition, the food I eat is not oily and I can’t feel full, so I am feeling very thin now.

Moreover, because of the crime, he lost his job as a ticket collector at the steel mill's cinema.

Now, he has completely become a wanderer.

Of course, it was not without gain. Before going in, he got a marriage certificate with Widow Meng. He is now the father of three children.

But this did not make him happy. On the contrary, he would rather not have these children.

All along, he has been mocking Sha Zhu by using He Daqing's collusion with the widow, but who knew that he would end up like this.

It goes without saying that the next time I meet Sha Zhu, he will definitely use this phrase to laugh at me.

So he stayed at home as soon as he got back and didn't dare to go out.

"Da Mao, there is no food at home, go to your parents and bring some back.

By the way, the kids haven’t eaten meat for a long time. If you bring back a few meat tickets, it will be a good opportunity to welcome you back and get rid of the bad luck.”

Meng Li looked at Xu Damao lying on the bed, then she twisted her plump body, sat on the edge of the bed, and pushed him.

He Daqing came back some time ago and gave her the lunch box that Sha Zhu brought back from the steel rolling mill, so that she and her three children could satisfy their cravings.

Unfortunately, her brother He only stayed here for two days before returning to Baoding.

"Don't we have a few pounds of cornmeal at home? Now that I'm jobless, I have to eat sparingly.

As for meat coupons, my parents don’t have many either, so we’ll have to wait until this month’s ration is determined before we eat.”

Xu Damao turned over irritably and said.

He was too embarrassed to go to the old house now, so after he came out, it was the old Xu couple who came to pick him up, and then he went straight back to Nanluoguxiang.

"Xu Damao, if I tell you to go, you have to go.

What's the point of talking about you? I'm so unlucky to marry you. Not to mention the hunger, now you can't even let me have enough food, so don't blame me for eating out."

Widow Meng raised her eyebrows and spoke in a deep voice.

Looking at Xu Damao's thin body, she felt more and more disgusted. If it weren't for the local specialties, she would have looked down on this horse face.

I got married because I was afraid that someone would go to jail with me, so I had no choice.

"you dare!"

After hearing what Meng Li said, Xu Damao became furious.

"Humph, what am I afraid of?"

"If you do anything to let me down, I will never forgive you."

"Don't scare me. We are in the same boat. If you dare to mess with me, the worst that can happen is that we will both die and go to jail for ten or eight years together."

Seeing that Widow Meng refused to eat, Xu Damao was a little dumbfounded.

What the other party said was also true. Both of them had leverage in their hands. If they really acted recklessly, they would all be doomed.

Therefore, even though he was so angry that his teeth itched, he had to force out an ugly smile on his face and said in a submissive tone:
“Hey, we are husband and wife now, so let’s live a good life from now on.

I'll go to my parents' place and get some flour and meat coupons. How about we make dumplings with stuffing tonight?"

He had no choice but to give in. He had just come out from inside and didn't want to go back in.

"Huh, it would have been better if you did this earlier.

Go quickly, and come back early to wash the clothes. "

Meng Li snorted coldly, then returned to the living room with her head held high and her butt twisted, like a proud chicken.

Her mind is now full of He Daqing.

Although Brother He is old, he looks healthy, has a lot of experience, and speaks nicely. He is much better than the "Pork Ribs" in the room.

Next time I see Brother He, we have to talk more. It would be best if I could persuade him to come back from Baoding, so that it will be much more convenient to meet in the future.

Unlike now, you have to wait more than ten days to get a chance to meet, and you are always in a hurry.

Xu Damao, who was putting on his shoes and getting out of bed, had no idea that he might have to wear a hat in a while.

He lowered his head and walked quickly out of the yard.

this day.

As soon as Wang Mengde came out of the intensive care unit, he was called to the conference room by the dean's secretary.

In addition to the dean and two superiors, there were also several white foreigners in the conference room.

"Comrade Wang Mengde is here, please sit down."

Dean Lu pointed to the seat next to him and said.

After sitting down, Dean Lu explained a few words in a low voice, and Wang Mengde finally understood why he was called over.

It turned out that the foreigners sitting opposite were all relatives of the patients.

All of these patients suffer from severe diabetes and complications such as gangrene.

Because they had wanted to ask Wang Mengde to treat this disease before but were rejected, and they didn't know how they knew each other, so they came here as a group and wanted Wang Mengde to think of a treatment method.

"This must be Mr. Wang Mengde. I have heard of your name in France and have used many of the medicines you developed.

In my mind, you are simply a miracle doctor who can do anything. "

At this time, one of the foreign men in his forties spoke up:
"By the way, we came here this time to ask you to treat a few people. Don't worry, the consultation fee is not small. There are five of us in total. As long as you can cure us, each person will pay $500,000."

Five hundred thousand dollars per person, for five people, that's two and a half million dollars.

Seeing that they could earn so much foreign exchange income at once, several people, including their superiors, couldn't help but agree to it right away.

Wang Mengde was much more cautious. The complications of diabetes were not so easy to treat, so he did not speak immediately.

Instead, he was silent for a moment, and then quickly pondered in his mind whether he should "seclude himself" for a while to overcome the disease for the money.

Seeing that he was silent, the foreigner became a little anxious. He exchanged glances with the person next to him, then gritted his teeth and continued:

"As long as you can find a way, we are willing to increase each person's consultation fee to one million US dollars, and we will also find at least five more patients to come for treatment together, and their consultation fees will also be the same amount."

After hearing the translated words, the superior leader could no longer sit still. He now felt dizzy.

"Comrade Wang Mengde, I think you can agree to it first."

(End of this chapter)