"Yes, when will Mr. Zhu wake up?" Wang Gensheng asked to himself.
"You ask me, who am I asking? Wang Gensheng, I have to admit that your surgery is very special, but is it particularly useful?" Zhao Lan asked with a sneer.
"Of course you should ask Mr. Zhu, only he knows best." Wang Gensheng instantly looked serious again.
"..."
Zhao Lan was stunned again, Zhu Zitian was drowsy, and asked him if it was useful?
Wang Gensheng didn't say anything. He stood up from the recliner and began to take the silver needle for Zhu Zitian.
After the silver needle was taken out, there were only a few small red dots on the top of Zhu Zitian's head, which looked like he had undergone surgery.
What was even more surprising was that Zhu Zitian woke up slowly, as if he had had a sweet dream.
He looked at Wang Gensheng with confusion and asked softly: "Dr. Wang, why don't you start the operation?"
"Mr. Zhu, you can go back to Linshui with your niece Zhu Zhu." Wang Gensheng said casually.
"Wang Gensheng, you and I signed a contract, and now you say you won't do it, you will lose money." Zhu Zitian couldn't help but said angrily.
"Who told you I won't do it?" Wang Gensheng asked funnyly.
"Then just do it. I'm already ready to die, so what are you afraid of?" Zhu Zitian frowned and said.
Wang Gensheng shrugged, looking a little helpless: "The key is that I have already performed the surgery with you. You are now a healthy person, what else are you doing?"
"..."
Zhu Zitian was also confused. He accidentally glanced at the clock on the wall. In fact, he didn't sleep for long, only ten minutes from beginning to end.
Zhao Lan can testify to this. She saw Wang Gensheng and Zhu Zitian perform surgery with her own eyes. Although she did not agree with it, the surgery was indeed done.
"Mr. Zhu, you can get out of bed and try taking a few steps." Wang Gensheng even encouraged Zhu Zitian.
Ma Feng and Zhu Zhu walked in from outside. When they heard that the operation had been completed, they hurried in.
Just as he reached out to help Zhu Zitian, Zhu Zitian pushed Ma Feng away: "Let me try it myself. Doctor Wang said I'm cured."
Ma Feng withdrew his hand and looked at Zhu Zitian blankly.
Zhu Zitian actually jumped down from the operating bed very easily. His movements were like those of a strong young man, and he did not look like he had just undergone surgery.
Zhu Zitian walked around outside without panting or heartbeat, as if he suddenly looked ten years younger.
What makes him most proud is that in the past, his head always felt as heavy as a lead weight, but now it is extremely relaxed and there is no sense of depression.
After returning to the infirmary, Zhu Zitian was no different from a normal person.
Wang Gensheng looked at Li Wanru and said with a smile: "Sister Wanru, sister Yingying is not here, it is your turn to settle the accounts."
"What kind of account is this?" Li Wanru was stunned.
"Sister Wanru, it is a matter of course for me to collect money for medical treatment. How can I not settle the account?" Wang Gensheng asked with a serious face.
"But I don't know the price breakdown, how should I calculate it?" Li Wanru was confused again.
"Yes, it is really difficult for you to do such a thing." Wang Gensheng said, turned his eyes to Zhao Lan, and asked with a smile:
"Sister nurse, you work in a hospital and should know the specific charges. How much do you think I should charge for surgery?"
"I don't know either?" Zhao Lan answered truthfully.
"..."
Wang Gensheng and Li Wanru were stunned.
"Don't be surprised, our hospital has never done such a large-scale craniotomy, so I don't know the specific price." Zhao Lan replied softly.
"In this case, only I can set the price." Wang Gensheng sighed.
She sat down at the desk where Zhang Yingying used to settle accounts, took out a calculator and paper, calculated for a long time, and wrote the numbers on the charge sheet.
After writing it, he handed the charge sheet to Zhu Zhu: "Sister Zhu Zhu, just pay the money to Li Wanru. I don't touch money in the infirmary."
Zhu Zhu looked at the numbers on the charge sheet and was stunned: "How is this possible?"
Li Wanru looked at Wang Gensheng and said softly: "Although this surgery is difficult, we must collect money based on our conscience, not to mention the supervision of the Price Bureau."
"That is, even if you perform surgery in a large hospital, the price will be clearly marked and you will not be charged randomly. I will definitely report you to the relevant departments."
Zhao Lan seemed to have found a breakthrough point and complained for a while.
Wang Gensheng looked at the two of them and felt aggrieved for a while: "Did I do anything wrong?"
"Wang Gensheng, you are wrong to charge excessively." Zhao Lan clearly caught Wang Gensheng's hand and said loudly.
"Sister Zhao, it's wrong, it's wrong." Zhu Zhu said hurriedly, her face flushed with anxiety.
"I know I made a mistake. Although our hospital does not have craniotomy, I have been to hospitals in provincial capitals and the general surgery fee is about 200,000 yuan.
In addition, the cost of later rehabilitation treatment is about one million, and patients cannot be treated at sky-high prices just because they have money."
Zhao Lan became more and more excited. She estimated that Wang Gensheng's treatment cost should be around tens of millions.
"Sister Zhao, I don't know how to explain it to you. Go and see for yourself!" Zhu Zhu looked helpless and handed the charge sheet to Zhao Lan.
Zhao Lan took out her mobile phone and wanted to take a picture of the sky-high treatment fee, but when she saw the numbers above, she couldn't calm down anymore.
On the charge sheet, it says eighty-eight yuan and eight cents, which is less than one hundred yuan in total.
This kind of price can't keep up with the treatment of a common cold in some hospitals.
"Sister nurse, if you think there is anything wrong with my charges, you can hug me at any time, but you can't lift me. I'm too heavy and you can't lift it."
Wang Gensheng showed a bright smile, but it was so sincere.
"..."
Everyone was immediately amazed, there is such a magical operation?
Zhu Zhu paid the fee according to the price on the charge sheet, feeling very grateful to Wang Gensheng.
But Zhu Zitian always felt uneasy, and his disease was not very sure to be cured in foreign hospitals.
Of course, the cost of treatment is exorbitantly high, and even if you have a fortune, you may end up bankrupt.
"Mr. Zhu, your illness has recovered. Can our previous contract come into effect?" Wang Gensheng asked with a smile, still sincere.
"Dr. Wang, I have decided to take a half-year vacation. I will never interfere with any decision Zhu Zhu makes during these six months." Zhu Zitian's face suddenly turned red.
"It should have been like this a long time ago. From now on, if you have any discomfort, you can come to me and I will do my best to treat you." Wang Gensheng said seriously.
Secretly, Li Wanru couldn't help but give a thumbs up.