Menghe's clinic, apart from its name being a clinic, is closer to a hospital in terms of scale.
It's hard to say whether its hospital admissions can be compared with county hospitals. Anyway, rural hospitals are definitely not as good as it.
In several nearby townships, or within a radius of dozens of miles, many, many people are sick. The first consideration is Menghe's clinic. When they can't see it anymore, they will choose to go to county hospitals or city hospitals.
Provincial hospital.
Why make this choice?
First, the same disease is cheaper here in Menghe, sometimes even much cheaper.
For example, if you fall or break a bone, you go to the hospital for a X-ray, and they are told that you need an operation, which costs about 20,000 yuan. But when you go to Menghe, you don’t need an operation, you just need to take medicine, which costs more than 200 yuan, and it is wrapped up.
Is this an exaggeration?
Is this a description?
None.
This is a living example, and there is definitely more than one.
Other common geriatric diseases, colds and fevers in infants and young children are all like this.
Just being cheap is not enough.
There are some small clinics that are cheaper than here in Menghe, but they are of no use because they are crowded all day long.
Meng He's methods are very superb. In one sentence, "the people are very convinced." Only when he clearly said, "I can't treat your disease here," many people would go to the county hospital.
And here, there is no charge for medical treatment. You only need to pay for taking X-rays, prescribing medicines, having blood tests, etc.
Therefore, regardless of whether they have serious or minor illnesses, the first choice for people from nearby villages is to come here to have a look. Therefore, Menghe's clinic is packed with people before dawn every day.
If you take an aerial photo from the sky, it definitely doesn't look like a clinic, but more like a large supermarket. There are really too many people there from morning to night every day.
From this situation, we know that Meng He was raped by others before, by the township hospital. It is said that the county hospital also tampered with it. It is really very reasonable and natural. You are so popular, it is simply unreasonable not to do something about it.
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Meng He is responsible for consultation and prescription.
Meng He's son took several masters and apprentices to prepare medicine, decoct it, etc.
Meng He's daughter-in-law and some nurses were responsible for taking X-rays and giving injections and infusions.
All three places are very busy.
As the source, Menghe is naturally the busiest and always has the most people. Every day, in this large clinic of nearly 200 square meters, the sounds of conversations, the coughs of the elderly, and the cries of children are heard continuously.
Absolutely.
In fact, at this age, many people are asking why Meng He hasn't retired yet and is still treating patients all day long. In terms of money, he should have made enough by now.
The answer is probably only known to Meng He himself.
On this day and at this moment, there was a child crying very hard.
In fact, although children are ignorant, they are very miraculous. Even if some children are brought to the clinic for the first time, they are fine before, but cry as soon as they approach the clinic. This child who cried fiercely is just entering the clinic.
It was fine in front of the clinic.
As soon as I entered the consulting room, I burst into tears and cried so hard that I could not help but cry.
However, neither Meng He nor the patients seemed to be surprised. Meng He still conducted diagnosis and treatment in an orderly manner. He asked questions in detail and diagnosed seriously, but he was very fast. Especially when he met some patients, it took just a few seconds.
You can open the order in just a few minutes and then take the next one.
The patients also queued up and chatted.
Suddenly, the child stopped crying.
No one cared about me when I was crying, but when I suddenly stopped crying, Meng He and many patients looked over.
Then they saw the child, who was about two or three years old, with his small arms spread wide open in his mother's arms, constantly pushing out, like paddling through water. The mother was being led by him, and kept pushing in.
Walk.
Go to Menghe.
Meng He and almost everyone in the clinic were stunned for a moment. This child... Well, it's not a question of whether to queue or not. There are still children vying to get closer to the doctor?
No one minded this kind of queue-jumping, the villagers and patients were all enjoying themselves.
The young mother was very embarrassed and her face turned red.
But she seemed to have no energy. She was afraid that her child would do something good, so she had to agree with him.
But when they got closer to Meng He, Meng He and the patients discovered that there seemed to be a mistake. The child was not approaching Meng He, but was approaching the door beside Meng He!
This large clinic has a large door in the front, where patients come in, and a central door on the left, which leads to the pharmacy, infusion room, inpatient room and other places. At the back, on Meng He's side, is a small door, leading to a side door.
hospital.
From this side courtyard, through the small gate behind the side courtyard, you will find the courtyard of Meng He's house.
The young mother stopped here in Menghe.
The child was still picking it out. After trying for a long time, he found that it couldn't be done, and then he cried loudly.
"Haha, Xiao Bajin, where are you going?" Meng He chuckled, and then said to the young mother: "Xiao Qin, take him there and see where he is going."
As he said that, Meng He chuckled again.
The mother named Xiaoqin didn't care about being polite, her son was crying hard.
So her footsteps passed through this small door.
About two or three minutes later, Meng He suddenly sniffed.
At the same time, many patients in the clinic also sniffed unconsciously. This situation is actually very rare.
In the clinic, even if there are many large potted plants, the air is definitely not good, because there are so many people, and they are all patients. Among other things, many of them have colds and coughs.
So even Meng He would not intentionally inhale or anything.
But at this time, what kind of smell is this? It smells so good?
The faint fragrance was very light, but it seemed to break through the filth here in an instant, making Meng He and the patients smell it involuntarily.
After sniffing for a while, Meng He suddenly thought of something and stood up. At the same time, he also said to the patients: "You guys wait for a while, I will come over later."
Leaving the patient sniffing and wondering in the consulting room, Meng He entered the side courtyard. After walking about ten meters, he entered the main courtyard through the small door of the side courtyard, which was the courtyard of their home.
Then Meng He saw his grandson Meng Hai sitting in the yard. There was a big package at his feet. In front of him was a small round table, a simple folding table, with a bowl on the table, and tea in the bowl.
Xiaoqin was holding her child and sitting at the small table.
The child stopped scratching his head at this time. He was sitting quietly in his mother's arms with his round eyes open, looking at the tea bowl on the table.
Well, I was so focused.
After looking at the scene, Meng He realized the next moment, the fragrance was so refreshing!
It's not the vague fragrance he smelled in the consulting room just now, but a very, very obvious fragrance, accompanied by indescribable freshness!
It was as if it had just rained and the whole air had been purified.
"Grandpa!" Meng Hai stood up, "Why are you here?"
He was still wondering.
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