At thirty, awaken the daily intelligence system

"Husband, you should also take a nap, otherwise your body will be overwhelmed and you cannot fall down."

"I'll go to the nurse's station and rent two recliners."

This intensive care unit only has two beds in total.

Family members who want to accompany the patient usually need to rent a recliner at night, or simply spread a mat on the ground and sleep next to the hospital bed.

Before the nurse changes her shift and checks the ward the next morning, they must be put away to ensure that the ward is clean and tidy.

Lin Mo shook his head: "I'm not sleepy. How can I sleep at this time? You are pregnant now. You should have gone back with your parents just now."

"My daughter can't let go, how can I let go?" Li Jinwen said sadly.

Lin Mo nodded without saying anything. After a pause, he said, "I'm going to rent two recliners first. Then, I'll ask the dean on duty first. Maybe I can apply for a special care ward. Just find an expert and spend a little more money.”

Although he knew that the possibility of paying money to change the ward and find a real expert was very low, Lin Mo also wanted to give it a try.

It's really uncomfortable to just sit and do nothing.

"Okay! If you can, you can spend more money!"

“You can make more money if you run out of money!”

Li Jinwen nodded heavily, "I'll go find the dean first, and we'll wait for the recliner later. I can't sleep now either."

"Okay, if you are tired, don't be brave, don't forget, you are not alone now!"

"I understand, and I won't show off on something like this!"

"Well, I'll go first then!"

Lin Mo took a deep breath, turned around and walked out of the ward.

The sudden bad news made Lin Mo's brain confused for a long time.

It was not until recently that he gradually calmed down.

Start thinking, start processing things.

The top priority now is to find ways to obtain better medical conditions for his family.

Only in this way can they be guaranteed to survive.

It only makes sense to survive!

Lin Mo first went to the nurse station and asked about the location of the dean's office on duty. After getting the answer, he walked directly to the complex building.

This public hospital is very large. It is the largest hospital in the entire FX, even in the entire Jinghai.

Although Lin Mo walked very fast, almost jogging all the way, it still took more than ten minutes to get from the inpatient department to the complex building. Of course, most of the time was because he had to wait for the elevator.

By the time Lin Mo stood at the door of the dean's office on duty, it was already early morning.

"call"

Lin Mo took out a breath and knocked on the door.

A long time later, a man's lazy voice came from the door.

Judging by his voice, he must be quite young.

"Enter."

Lin Mo didn't hesitate, opened the door and walked in.

The office is small and neatly arranged. In addition to a desk and a row of bookcases, there is also a single bed in the corner.

This is the duty office, used to receive patients. Naturally, it is not luxurious at all.

The dean was a bald old man who looked to be about 60 years old. He was bloated and yawned. It looked like he had just been woken up.

Although patients have any problems, they can come to the director for consultation.

But most people are self-aware and know that it doesn't matter. The director of a large public hospital will not look down on you at all, and it will be in vain if you look for him.

After Lin Mo entered the door, he did not write the sadness of his family's accident on his face, which would only make others look down upon him even more. Instead, he greeted him politely: "Dean Song, hello."

Dean Song glanced at Lin Mo.

He is over 60 years old, and he has climbed to the position of director of Jinghai Public Hospital. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a man of talent.

With just a glance, he could tell that Lin Mo was not a big shot worthy of close friendship.

Yawning lazily, he put on his glasses and said gently, "Well, hello, what's the matter? Sit down and talk."

Lin Mo walked to the desk, sat down gracefully, and said in a neither humble nor overbearing manner, "Dean Song, it's like this. My parents and sister were in a car accident and are currently being treated in your hospital."

"The car accident was serious, and their current condition is not very good. The purpose of my coming to you is to apply for admission to the special care unit. I have already asked the doctor, and the doctor also said that a good environment is more conducive to their recovery."

"Don't worry about the cost. I can afford it. Even if it's a little more expensive, I have no problem with it."

Dean Song frowned when he heard that he wanted to change to a special ward.

This happens again.

This society is really like, if you have a little money, you just want to be special.

How can the hospital continue to operate when all the cats and dogs want to be special?

I don’t even think about how much I weigh!

Special wards, are those like you ordinary people with a bit of money available to live in?

Is it about money?

You are all here, but what if a big shot wants to live there?

Although there is a lot of dissatisfaction in his heart, as the dean, he represents the hospital. Naturally, he cannot say too much. If it causes medical trouble, there is no need. "Sir, I don't know where you heard about special wards." I don’t know about other hospitals, but here, I can responsibly tell you that there is no such ward.”

Lin Mo frowned slightly and was not in a hurry to argue.

Dean Song continued: "First of all, I sympathize with your experience, but this is not a question of money. Public hospitals are different from private hospitals. Public hospitals are set up by the state and have many regulations. People who come here to see doctors have money. There are too many people, and if everyone wants to do something special, what should ordinary people do?"

"So, I'm afraid I can't help you with this kind of thing."

"But please rest assured that no matter what ward you live in, the doctors in our hospital will use the most dedicated spirit and best treatment attitude to save your family's life."

Dean Song speaks very well, is very beautiful, and has a very polite attitude.

But the central idea expressed is also very clear, what kind of special ward? No!

It is also impossible to transfer to a ward.

He didn't even need to investigate Lin Mo's background.

impossible!

Because any big shot with a real background would never open the door and walk into his office. Usually a phone call would be enough.

As for ordinary patients, no matter how rich you are, it is of no use.

What you can't touch, you just can't touch.

There are too many rich people in this world, who are you?

rich? At most, when taking medicine, you can ignore whether the medicine is listed in the insurance list and try to use some foreign medicines that are more expensive and more effective.

Lin Mo has already told the doctor about this, and the doctor is willing to use good medicine.

It can generate revenue for the hospital, increase department bonuses, and increase the efficiency of your own treatment.

Why not do it?

Lin Mo had long been mentally prepared for such a result.

Although he has 20 million in hand, this amount of money is not enough in Jinghai.

But for the sake of his family, he was still reluctant and wanted to try his best, "Dean Song, could you please make an exception? As long as you can allow my family to be admitted to the special ward, I am willing to give you a reward of 1 million yuan!"

1 million is just a back door.

Lin Mo felt that this was already a very high reward.

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