Surgeons dressed as poor people in the Republic of China

When the white coats ran to the stairs on the first floor, they stopped in unison.

"Remember, we are Jihe's doctors." Brande said seriously.

"It represents the image of Jihe." Richard continued.

Wang Mao and the others looked at the two Ji He seniors strangely.

"So...Blande, you put your stomach in, Wang Mao tensed his face, don't be stupid, no? No, look at Billy and imitate him."

Billy: ...

Wang Mao: ...

"Then... what about me?" Alex raised his hand cautiously.

Richard buttoned the top button of his white coat. He turned his head and looked Alex up and down a few times, nodding secretly in his heart. As expected of a former French nobleman, he gave them a face just standing there.

Richard took a deep breath, imitating Alex's appearance, with a reserved smile on his face, "Okay, let's go."

So a group of six people walked quickly to the ambulance center with graceful and vigorous steps.

At this time, Jonah also just got Cuomo's affirmative answer, and was walking back quickly.

People from both sides bumped into each other at the door of the ambulance center.

Qiao Na looked at Richard and the others in surprise, then she shrugged her shoulders with a clear expression on her face, "Hurry up and go in, I'm afraid there won't be a place for you if it's later."

Sure enough, when Richard and the others arrived, the ambulance center had already ushered in many young white coats.

Hospitals such as Rochester and Shater also came from young people. Jihe's seniors and seniority were too old to lose face, but the young doctors did not have this concern. They wore white coats, stethoscopes, and some of them pretended to hold basic medical equipment. Medical records, in the hall of the ambulance center, greeted the emergency patients.

The first-aid patients also looked confused. Suddenly there were so many strange white coats asking about their conditions. They thought wildly in their minds. The pessimists had already wondered whether they had a serious illness that could not be cured so that the doctors paid so much attention to it. , I called several times in one afternoon.

When Richard and his party came in, their eyes met with a group of white coats who had been lingering for a long time and wanted a reasonable excuse to stay. In an instant, a puff of gunpowder smoke with the smell of disinfectant spread in the ambulance center. open.

"Richard, is that you?" A slightly surprised voice sounded in everyone's ears.

Everyone, including Ye Yibai, looked towards the direction of the voice subconsciously. It was Dr. Morrell from Roches, who seemed to know Richard.

Richard looked up and saw Morel behind Dr. Bonn, the reserved and professional expression on his face froze for a moment.

"The last time we met was at Rochester's recruiting meeting. I didn't expect you to come to Jihe." When he said the word Jihe, his tone changed slightly, which was heard by everyone. It feels a little... weird.

Richard's complexion became more and more stiff, and the reserved smile on his face could no longer hold back, and he was about to speak, when Ye Yibai said: "It turns out that Doctor Morel and Doctor Richard are old acquaintances, that's really great Well, when I first entered Jihe, I was brought by Dr. Richard, and I think with this relationship, our future exchanges will be more pleasant."

As soon as Ye Yibai's words fell, the surrounding atmosphere became more and more weird. Except for Wang Mao and Sack, who were in white coats present, no one could hear the faint irony in Morel's words.

But as soon as Dr. Ye opened his mouth, he immediately put Richard in a higher position than him. Don't listen to the polite and smiling words, but the meaning in the words is very clear, you are here to learn , it's best to put yourself in the right position, if you have nothing to do, don't force yourself.

"Of course, I think so. Our next communication will be very pleasant." Dr. Wen Sen took a step forward and followed Ye Yibai's words with a smile.

Jona also smiled and said at this time: "Doctor Ye, I just asked Mr. Cuomo, he is awake now, and he is in very good condition, he said... um, he welcomes us very much."

When Qiao Na said the last sentence, she was obviously a little confused, but except for Ye Yibai, the rest of the people seemed not to notice this small detail, and they all showed expressions of excitement or joy on their faces.

"Okay, everyone, come with me." Ye Yibai smiled and stepped forward to lead the way.

When passing Jona, he turned sideways and asked softly, "Is there any problem with Mr. Cuomo?"

Qiao Na walked behind Ye Yibai, and there was a weird expression on her face when she heard the words, "I mentioned our "Rebirth Plan" when I was talking to you, and he asked if he needed to cooperate with the promotion, and I said it would be natural for me to cooperate." For the best, and then he made a small request."

"any request?"

"He said that he required all news and publicity releases with his name to be prefixed with Bernard's Department Store, including all domestic and foreign reports."

Ye Yibai: ...Is this the legendary marketing genius?

Under the vigorous promotion of Professor Bonn and Dean Kabede, this "rebirth plan" has attracted the attention of many international media, including British, American, French and even Swiss and Norwegian newspapers. promotion plan.

Needless to say in China, Liang Shaohui and Shen Lai have already contacted major newspapers in Shanghai and surrounding cities such as Hangzhou and Sioux City, and are waiting for doctors from top international hospitals such as Rochester and Schatt to start the process as soon as they arrive. Overwhelming publicity.

In these publicity, the two living examples of Liang Cong and Cuomo will inevitably be mentioned. If the prefix of Bernard Department Store is added to the front of Como’s name, then Bernard Department Store can be sold in various countries within an extreme time. Get a lot of exposure, which can definitely be regarded as one of the most efficient and largest advertisements in the era of inconvenient information dissemination in 1933.

Ye Yibai has a hunch that if Como really succeeds this time, there must be a place for Mr. Como Bernard in marketing textbooks 90 years later.

"I have no objection, let him communicate with Professor Bonn." Ye Yibai said.

Jona nodded, expressing her understanding.

Not long after, everyone arrived at the door of Como Bernard's ward.

Ye Yibai stepped forward and knocked on the door, and Cuomo's loud answer came from the room, "Come in."

A group of people in white coats opened the door and went in.

Mr. Cuomo wore a coat over his hospital gown, and his hair was obviously carefully groomed. When he saw Ye Yibai and others, he had a big smile on his face, "Dr. Ye, You are here."

Ye Yibai coughed twice, suppressed the smile that had reached his lips, and introduced Cuomo's identity and his illness to everyone.

"Mr. Cuomo's X-rays before and after the operation and before the stitches were removed are still preserved, and you can circulate them by yourself." Ye Yibai said, and handed the X-rays Jona took from under Como's bed to everyone .

Doctors from Roches and Shatter immediately gathered around and started discussing with each other.

"The middle part of the palm is completely severed, and the muscles in the deep palm and the shallow bow are all severed. This is much more difficult than severed fingers."

"Look, Vincent, this one was made after the splicing, and the Kirschner wire was threaded through it. It's a pity that X-rays can't show nerves and blood vessels."

"Look at this picture. This is the picture before the stitches were removed. It's already obvious in this picture. The bones have grown here."

Doctors from Roches, Schatt and other hospitals approached the direction of Como Bernard while talking. Bonn and Ye Yibai were also very knowledgeable and silently moved out of the way.

Seeing the group of white coats who came from afar to surround Cuomo's hospital bed tightly, one by one scrambling to ask questions, watching his replanted right hand wanting to approach and cautiously, Ji Hezhong The person's waist could not help but straightened a few degrees.

Richard’s face even changed from the rigidity just now. What’s wrong with being better than me in college? You were admitted to Rost and I was rejected. Why don’t you just obediently come to our place to study.

Ye Yibai, cough, Doctor Ye was brought out by me!Thinking of this, Richard couldn't help but feel guilty for a moment, and then saw Morel not far away who took out a pen and paper to record, his eyes became firm again, Ye Yibai was brought out by him!He himself admitted it!At least during the time that Morrell was in Shanghai, this title must not be lost! !

At the same time, Ye Yibai called Liang Shaohui and Shen Lai when the doctors from Roches and Shatter arrived in Shanghai. Therefore, under the push of Liang Shaohui, the director of Puji Hospital who is good at dancing and has a good relationship with major newspapers, Under such circumstances, Shanghai newspapers, large and small, were running at full speed.

Although these two days coincided with the weekend, the staff of the major newspapers did not complain at all. The crazy sales volume of the "Saturday Post" was still vivid in my memory. At the beginning, they just followed suit. It was twice as good as usual, not to mention that this time they were the first-hand news, and all the major newspapers worked hard to get this "latest" title ahead of their peers.

"Sell newspapers and sell newspapers. Doctors Roster and Shatter from internationally renowned hospitals went to Shanghai to learn the technique of replanting severed limbs. They will carry out free treatment activities for severed limbs in the Xicheng Industrial Zone tomorrow."

"Sell newspapers and sell newspapers. Doctors Roster and Shatter from internationally renowned hospitals went to Shanghai to learn the technique of replanting severed limbs. They will carry out free treatment activities for severed limbs in the Xicheng Industrial Zone tomorrow."

"Sir, would you like a copy?"

"Foreigners come to study with us? Come, give me a copy."

"Tomorrow? A free free clinic? Foreigners treating us? Is it real or not?"

"Really, look carefully. Jihe, St. Mary's United Red Cross Hospital and Puji organized together. It also said that as long as the amputated limbs are cryogenically refrigerated within 12 hours, there is a chance to be reattached. Xicheng Industry The clinics and hospitals near the district have provided cryopreservation and emergency treatment of severed limbs these days." The older newsboy carefully explained to the guests.

The guest waved his hand quickly when he heard the words, "Don't tell me, bad luck, my hand is not broken." He said here, and took out two copper coins from his pocket, "No, I want one, it's pretty good , if something like this happens, it can save a family.”

"Selling newspapers, selling newspapers... selling newspapers, selling newspapers..."

The phone rang in the major hospitals and clinics near the Xicheng Industrial Zone. Many nurses walked quickly to the door of their respective hospitals with a large promotional paper, and glued it to their own clinics (hospitals) with curious eyes on the road. next to the wall.

As soon as the nurses left, curious passers-by came up to them.

"What does it say?"

"It is said that in the past two days, those who have broken hands and fingers can be processed and stored here for free. It means that doctors from international hospitals will come to connect them tomorrow!"

A literate passerby looked at it for a while, and then explained to everyone.

Immediately, there were bursts of exclamations. If we say that the reports of the "Saturday Post" and major newspapers last time were more about facing intellectuals and lifting their spirits.So this time the notice at the gate of the clinic (hospital) and the publicity of the newsboys at the gathering places of the major factories in Xicheng are aimed at ordinary people.

Ordinary people will spontaneously publicize it to the people around them when they hear it is free, so the news is like ripples in a lake, spreading out layer by layer.

Inside a traditional Chinese medicine clinic near Xicheng District

Wei Ruxue and Ye Fang stared nervously at the old Chinese doctor who was cutting Yang Dong's pulse with his eyes closed.

Seeing that the doctor's hand was taken away from Yang Dong's, Wei Ruxue dared to speak: "Doctor, how are you doing? Are you feeling better?"

After the old Chinese doctor took his hand away from Yang Dong's wrist, he closed his eyes and pondered for a moment before he asked, "Young Master Yang's sleep and reaction speed have shown signs of improvement in the past few months?"

"Sleep is much better, people are more active, and there are more crying times, but there seems to be no sign of improvement in the reaction speed, and the speed of recognizing things is also very slow." Wei Ruxue said softly.

"Doctor, can the medicine be a little heavier, he will soon be enlightened, and I don't ask him to be smart, at least let him be like an ordinary child..." Wei Ruxue said, her eyes turned a little red.

"Aunt." Ye Fang stepped forward and grabbed Wei Ruxue's hand, and shook it firmly.

Wei Ruxue took out a handkerchief and gently wiped her nose, "I'm sorry doctor, I lost my composure."

The old Chinese doctor sighed softly when he heard the words, "Mrs. Yang, your son's illness is not in the six internal organs, but is an intractable disease. I can only increase or decrease the dosage according to his situation each time, and I can't guarantee it."

Wei Ruxue clenched her hands tightly when she heard this, she forgot for a moment that she was still holding Ye Fang's hand with her right hand, causing Ye Fang's left hand to frown suddenly, but she didn't make a sound, she just quietly let her aunt vent.

"Thank you, I know, doctor, just do your best, it's good to be better, at least he's much more lively now, he can cry, he's already fine." Wei Ruxue said softly.

Yang Dongzheng slowly climbed down from the chair by himself.

Wei Ruxue was about to go up to help, only to hear Yang Dong say slowly: "I, I, myself, can, yes, just, yes, slow, a little."

"Why are you in such a hurry, it will be fine when I come to carry you down."

Yang Dong raised his head slightly, smiled and said seriously: "I, too, slow, I'm afraid you won't wait for me."

Wei Ruxue finally couldn't hold back her tears, "What are you talking about, silly boy, I won't wait for you to wait for someone." As she spoke, she quickly stepped forward and hugged Yang Dong from the chair.

Ye Fang also stepped forward to help tidy up Yang Dong's messy collar when he climbed down by himself, "I, grow, grow, and mom, will, can't hold it."

"What are you talking about, no matter how old you are, my mother can still hug you." Wei Ruxue cried and laughed, but she listened to the words in her heart. It's okay now, what should Dong'er do when she grows up.