Life With You

Song Xi is very keen. She realized that the dean must have something to do with Hai Wei when she came to see her this time, but after all the money was received, what else did she want her to do?

When you don’t know what the other party intended, the best way is to just laugh.

The dean laughed to himself for a while, then looked at Song Xi opposite and said, "You have a good personal relationship with George Sheng of Haiwei?"

Song Xi immediately shook his head and said, "I'm not familiar with it."

There was no obvious loss or discomfort on the dean's face. He just said meaningfully: "Oh, the deputy dean saw you talking to George Sheng in the hospital corridor that day. I thought you had a good relationship."

Song Xi replied calmly: "Mr. Qiao is visiting the patient. The patient and I are friends. Mr. Qiao asked me a few words about the patient's physical condition."

"It turned out to be like this... I also wonder if you have a good personal relationship, can you ask him for a favor."

Song Xi smiled, "We are really unfamiliar."

The dean seemed to be talking to himself, and said earnestly: "That is really difficult. This time Mr. Qiao donated a large amount of 10 million yuan. Haiwei Group did not issue any announcements. We are not good to rush to publicize. , But Mr. Qiao’s kindness, we must not let down, and your little patient Dongdong, he is the first beneficiary of this charity donation, I think their whole family needs to know who is behind the donation , Saved the children's lives."

After all, without waiting for Song Xi’s answer, he went on again, “Originally I wanted you to invite Mr. Qiao to visit Dongdong. Of course, this is just a cutscene, mainly to let people know that the money is Haiwei. Donated, in the future, we can also use more money for similar relief. I have told the vice president. If I can invite Mr. Qiao to our hospital, I will allocate an additional 100. Wan to you, it is specially used to subsidize the children of Dongdong and other families.

After all, to tell the truth, no matter how beautiful the packaging is, all the embellishments are removed, and the result is obvious. The dean hopes that George Sheng can come to the hospital to show his face in public.

What are you talking about for Haiwei's sake? Ten million is really a drizzle for Haiwei, but if the industry knows that George Sheng has donated the hospital alone, it is no less than being opened by the Buddha. In the future, there will be less trouble and more convenience. too much.

Of course, before he retires, the dean will add a lot of color to his resume.

Song Xi remained silent, and no real thoughts could be seen on her pretty face.

The dean looked at it without a trace, and finally said with emotion: "Xiao Song, you also know that this ten million is down. Excluding the money for purchasing equipment, there is really little left. There are so many departments in our hospital. Everyone is rushing to apply for more subsidies, but I personally think that you get the money back and you save the people. So if you want to divide, you should get the most out of your heart. The key is this cutscene. ..."

The cutscene must go.

Song Xi understood, but she didn't dare to make this promise easily, otherwise the courtyard would know that she had a personal relationship with George Sheng, and there would be more ills in the future.

"Dean, I did have several connections with Mr. Joe, but I only knew the name of the other person. I will tell Mr. Qiao what you mean, but I can't guarantee whether Mr. Qiao has time."

The dean was already very happy when he heard this, and repeated: "Well, it depends mainly on Mr. Qiao's wishes. Anyway, I still want to thank Mr. Qiao for his support."

Song Xi left the dean's office and took the elevator downstairs to return to the heart surgery. Many people were running forward. She caught a young nurse and asked, "What's wrong?"

The little nurse said: "I heard that a mother came to our hospital with a child with pulmonary heart disease, but she didn't have the money to do the operation. She was kneeling over there for the doctor."

Song Xi stepped forward, and a large group of people had surrounded the doctor's lounge, including nurses and patients.

Song Xi pushed aside the crowd and walked in. Only two figures, one large and one small, were kneeling in front of the door with their backs to her. The woman was wearing jeans and a white T-shirt. Knocking head after head at the door, with sweat on his back, his mouth choked: "Doctor, please, I beg you, save my child."

Next to her was a little boy with short shaved hair. Song Xi thought it was a boy because "he" was wearing a boy's vest and shorts, and his sandals were also black boys.

Until a nurse persuaded from the side: "You get up first, don't scare your daughter, she has a bad heart, how can she keep kneeling like this?"

The woman was holding her thin body with one hand. The mother and daughter kowtow to the nurse who was talking together. The adult cried and said, "Doctor, please help my daughter."

The child also said in a cowardly voice: "Auntie, please help me, I don't want to die."

Hearing this made everyone present feel uncomfortable. The little nurse also blushed and bent over and said, "Get up first."

"I can't get up, please save my daughter, I will be a cow and a horse in my life, and I will give you all the money I make in the rest of my life..."

It's not that people are poor and short-sighted, but that poor and lowly families are sad.

The little nurse said: "I'm not a doctor either, I can't be the master..."

The security department also sent people to the troublesome effort here, but seeing that the poor mother and daughter and the child were sick again, no one had the heart to stop them.

Suddenly, the lounge door opened, and a woman wearing a doctor's uniform and a mask came out from inside. The girl's mother instinctively rushed forward, hugged the female doctor's thigh, and begged her.

The female doctor staggered a little, but her exposed eyes showed sheer disgust and impatience. She shouted to the security guard: "What are you doing? Pull it away quickly, I'm going to have an operation!"

The security guard stepped forward and tried to pull the woman away, but the woman clung to the female doctor's thigh and cried: "Doctor, I will give you all the money, please save my daughter, she is only eight years old."

The female doctor supported the door frame, and Song Xi clearly saw that she was kicking a woman's leg with pointed high heels while she was messing up. The woman suffered a pain, her hand loosened and she was pulled away.

The central air-conditioning in the hospital is always controlled at a constant temperature. Normally wearing summer clothes, walking around in it will not be hot at all, but the woman sweats profusely, and the sweat wets her clothes. Song Xi sees her face pale, something is wrong, and she is about to cry. The security guard didn't pull her, suddenly the woman rolled her eyes and fainted straight out like this.

This shocked everyone. The security guards didn’t let go for a while, nor did they hold on. The little girl knelt and climbed to the woman’s side, pulling her clothes and crying: "Mom, mom..."

Song Xi hurried forward, asked the security guard to put the woman on the ground, and then said to the little nurses who were standing stupidly: "What are you doing in a daze? Bring the stretcher here!"