After leaving Xu's house, Zhang Dagang and Dean Zhou sat in the car.
Looking at the Qinghe painting in his hand, Zhang Dagang couldn't help but feel a little curious. This painting looked extraordinary. Every horizontal stroke and every stroke was full of poetry, and the handwriting was bold and bold. At first glance, it was written by a big shot.
Therefore, Zhang Dagang wanted to know how much this painting is worth?
One hundred thousand, two hundred thousand?
The money is a bit too little.
With the Xu family's handiwork, it should start with at least one million, right?
"Dr. Zhang, you are really my savior. Fifty million is enough for me to make up for the loopholes in the hospital." Dean Zhou was so excited when he looked at the bank card in his hand that his eyes were shining.
"Don't be too happy too soon." Zhang Dagang glanced at Dean Zhou and said: "Fifty million, I want 30 million, and the remaining 20 million is yours. As for the 20 million, you can take it."
What are you doing? I won’t ask any more questions."
"And this painting is mine too."
"Okay, okay." Dean Zhou nodded. He was not too greedy for the money.
The two drove the car to Citibank, divided the 50 million stolen from the card and returned to the hospital.
But by the time I finished everything, it was already evening.
Zhang Dagang greeted Dean Zhou, took off his white coat and walked out of the hospital.
Back home, Zhang Dagang called and chatted with the owners of five fruit shops. Sure enough, the sales of winter dates were decreasing at a rate visible to the naked eye, and several fruit shops were even experiencing slow sales.
Fortunately, winter jujubes taste sweet, and even if they are unsalable, they will only be completely sold out next week.
This just revealed a very bad news.
That is, the city's consumption can no longer keep up with the supply of winter jujubes, and the inventory has accumulated.
Fortunately, the accumulation is not too excessive and is within Zhang Dagang's expectation. However, the sense of crisis is gradually approaching. Today it is unsaleable, tomorrow it will be out of production, and there may be no one to buy the day after tomorrow.
Online sales must be opened up as soon as possible.
The cooperation with Wang Dachui must also be implemented as soon as possible.
In the next few days, besides going to work, Zhang Dagang discussed cooperation with Wang Dachui. In the end, after a series of changes, the two settled down.
For a 1% commission, Zhang Dagang provided the goods, and Wang Dachui was responsible for the video sales and display windows. Because selling goods required proof of goods and a business license, Dongzao had not yet been completely sold, and Wang Dachui simply updated the article.
Pre-sale video.
It probably means that the windows will be updated soon, so fans and friends can look forward to it.
The response to the video was also good, and the comment section was full of expectations.
This made Zhang Dagang relieved, and Wang Dachui's cooperation was finally implemented.
One morning.
Zhang Dagang inspected the ward as usual.
The big fat man who had had conflicts with Zhang Dagang suddenly stopped him, with a smile on his face: "Doctor, I haven't eaten staple food for a long time, and my blood sugar has stabilized a lot. Can I eat some pasta? I
I’m so hungry.”
Zhang Dagang didn't listen to the big fat man's lies. He found the test paper and tested the big fat man's blood glucose meter.
I found that it was exactly what the fat man said, his blood sugar was very low.
With this value, you can indeed eat some staple food.
So, Zhang Dagang ordered: "Well, your diet is well controlled. You can eat a steamed bun at noon, but you can't eat too much, otherwise your blood sugar will rise and your life will be in danger."
"Okay!"
The big fat man grinned.
After leaving Big Fatty, Zhang Dagang continued his patrol.
On the way, I met Nurse Zhang Mei. I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional. One of the buttons on her chest was unbuttoned, and her close-fitting lace clothes could be faintly seen. She had a charming smile on her face: "Dr. Zhang, we meet again."
"What do you want to do again?" Zhang Dagang looked wary.
Although nurse Zhang Mei is delicate and cute in front of her, she is a complete vixen. Zhang Dagang does not dare to let down his guard.
"Oh, Doctor Zhang, why are you so nervous?" Nurse Zhang Mei bit her red lips and said with a smile on her face: "What else can I do? I'm just chatting with you. Have you forgotten that I am also in charge of this ward?
of."
"Too……"
Zhang Dagang felt that there was some truth in it: "Then you continue to be responsible for your work, and I will also be responsible for mine."
After saying that, Zhang Dagang waved his hands, turned around and prepared to leave.
Zhang Mei, however, chased after him without giving up and grabbed Zhang Dagang's arm: "Doctor Zhang, please show me some respect and let's have dinner together tomorrow."
"I……"
Just when Zhang Da was about to refuse, he heard an urgent voice.
"Dr. Zhang, it's not good. Something happened to the patient in Ward 14. You should go and have a look quickly."
A nurse ran over with a worried look on her face.
When Zhang Dagang heard this, his heart skipped a beat and he quickly ran towards Ward 14.
Because that ward was full of high-risk patients, and the only one Zhang Dagang was responsible for was the big fat man.
The only one who gets into trouble can only be him!
Sure enough, when Zhang Dagang arrived, he saw the fat man twitching on the hospital bed, foaming at the mouth, and his face was purple and blue.
There are several young nurses on the side who are busy rescuing the patient.
"What's going on?"
Zhang Dagang rushed forward and asked.
"I don't know." A young nurse said: "I heard from the patient in the next door that the patient ate a box of fried chicken, a cup of milk tea, and a big birthday cake today, and they all were eaten."
"What!?"
Zhang Dagang was dumbfounded at that time.
This big fat man suffers from the most severe form of stage three diabetes. Not to mention sweets, even a little sugar requires a doctor's signature.
What the nurse mentioned above was either a mixture of oil and sugar or sweets. What he did was almost the same as committing suicide.
"I'm here for first aid. You should notify the operating room immediately and prepare for the operation." Zhang Dagang ordered and rushed forward with a serious expression.
Taking out the blood glucose tester, Zhang Dagang pricked the patient's finger.
"Dip~"
Follow the prompts of the instrument.
The values on the screen filled up instantly.
"Damn it, how can I save this?"
Even Zhang Dagang, who was experienced in treating diseases, was dumbfounded at this moment.
In this situation, not to mention Hua Tuo, even the King of Heaven and I have to stand aside.
However, as a doctor, it is necessary to save people. Zhang Dagang quickly took two injections of insulin and borrowed a defibrillator for emergency defibrillation.
After the rescue measures were taken, Zhang Dagang followed several nurses and pushed the patient into the ward.
Through the instrument, Zhang Dagang conducted a full-body examination. The side effects caused by elevated blood sugar were too obvious. Organs began to fail one after another, blood concentrations increased, and insufficient blood supply to the brain led to cerebral hypoxia.
Lack of oxygen to the brain is also the most serious side effect.
If it lasts more than three minutes, you may become a vegetative state.