Chapter 525: Chapter 522: Bringing Someone Home
They were all waiting for Zhang Hao to examine them, and Xia Xin exclaimed, "Wow, I didn’t expect Mr. Zhang to be this popular; so many patients are waiting for you to treat them."
"It seems like this department of traditional Chinese medicine really is your turf. Last time I came to see you, those two doctors were slacking off, playing on their phones."
"There was not a single patient in the whole department; I wonder if it was because they saw you weren’t here."
"So they don’t trust the medical skills and experience of those two doctors, preferring not to seek treatment and endure the discomfort rather than waiting for your return."
As for the specific situation, Zhang Hao couldn’t say for sure, but he had returned to work now.
As long as the sky didn’t fall, he would still treat these patients.
"What are you talking about? The patient is their own primary caregiver."
"If I weren’t at this hospital, would they not seek medical treatment?"
"If I hadn’t become a doctor, would there be no other doctors to treat them?"
"Don’t put me on such a high pedestal; what if I make a mistake in the future? Wouldn’t I have a hard fall?"
Xia Xin spat, "What do you mean a hard fall? Forget it, I won’t bother you anymore. I’m leaving, I’ll talk to you on WeChat if there’s anything."
Once Xia Xin had left, Zhang Hao let out a long sigh of relief and hurriedly called the next patient in.
After the next patient sat down in front of Zhang Hao, they began to describe their symptoms and how long they had been ill.
Hearing what this patient had to say made Zhang Hao’s head swell.
"Why did you delay so long before seeking medical attention? Don’t you value your health at all?"
"Your condition requires surgery; medication alone won’t suffice."
The patient looked surprised: "Surgery? I just have an upset stomach; why would I need surgery?"
"Isn’t there medicine to regulate the digestive system? Just prescribe me some, and I’ll take it back to eat."
The patient didn’t understand the concept of prescribing the right medicine for a specific condition, but Zhang Hao did.
He took her pulse to determine what type of digestive issue she had so he could prescribe the appropriate treatment.
After determining the condition, Zhang Hao prescribed a herbal concoction for the patient.
One dose in the morning and one in the evening, taken on time, to nurture the body properly and increase the chances of a successful surgery.
After hearing Zhang Hao’s instructions, the patient agreed twice in quick succession, took the prescription he had written, and went to the pharmacy to get the medicine filled.
One after another, the patients kept coming, and Zhang Hao treated each one within the limits of his ability.
Just when he wanted to continue treating patients, the hospital leadership suddenly came in.
"Alright, finish up with this last one, and then you can go home for the day."
Zhang Hao actually felt that he was in a good state of mind, and his leg had mostly recovered.
He just had to wait for He Qianhui to return to remove the cast; he didn’t need to rest every day like he did at the beginning.
"Leader, I’m fine now. You see, all these patients came to see me; I might as well see them while I’m here. It’s not right to make them come for nothing."
But the leader shook their head, "No means no. Listen to me; finish quickly and I’ll drive you home."
The leader personally drove Zhang Hao home, and faced with their firm attitude, Zhang Hao dared not defy.
Still, he was somewhat puzzled. Since he was allowed to return to work, why were they limiting the number of patients he could see?
He had only broken his leg, he wasn’t some elderly professor lacking in energy.
But the leader did not give a direct answer.
They only said to come and pick him up for work the next day!
And that he could see no more than fifteen patients a day, no more based on this limit.
Once home, Zhang Hao stopped thinking about hospital matters.
Actually, those patients who needed him to personally see them didn’t have any serious illnesses.
The really serious cases were only a few, and most were just minor ailments.
A few prescriptions to take, and they would be nearly better.
As for why these patients all wanted to see him, it was very likely because they believed the publicity.
The patients who came to the hospital all hoped that their health would recover sooner.
If everyone thought that way, then it was no surprise that they all wanted to see Zhang Hao for treatment.
the Auntie had already cleaned the house spotlessly, and the clothes that were taken off had been sorted and washed, hanging on the balcony’s clothes rack.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Hao was even more convinced that he must keep the Auntie.
He had been so busy all afternoon that he hadn’t had time to check his phone to see if He Qianhui had replied to him.
When he checked his phone, he saw that He Qianhui had already replied at noon.
But at that time, he was in the hospital seeing patients and too busy to look at his phone.
He Qianhui was somewhat puzzled as to why Zhang Hao wanted to keep a housekeeper working long-term at home.
Zhang Hao had to explain to her that it was to improve their standard of living.
With the Auntie there, they would be able to have a hot meal every evening after work.
No need to do it themselves, spending a little more money for much less hassle, it seemed like a very worthwhile approach.
In the end, He Qianhui tacitly agreed with Zhang Hao’s thinking, waiting for her to return and then have a good talk with the Auntie about things to pay attention to when working long-term.
Once the two of them got busy, it was possible they wouldn’t come home for a day or two.
Especially He Qianhui, who could be away on business trips for as short as three to five days or as long as one to two weeks.
In such situations, there wasn’t much the Auntie needed to do.
Even if she tidied up the home before her return.
There was no way to judge whether she was actually coming to clean every day.
If one of them was continuously busy in the hospital and the other was away on business,
then there was no one to pay attention to the household.
The Auntie could simply not come to work and still get paid.
Zhang Hao had not told He Qianhui about going to work, afraid that it would worry her.
But when He Qianhui asked him why he was replying so late, Zhang Hao came up with an excuse.
He just said he was a bit sleepy in the afternoon and had just woken up.
Seeing that He Qianhui didn’t show the slightest suspicion, Zhang Hao wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Lying really was panic-inducing.
There were still six days left until He Qianhui’s return, one-seventh of the seven days had passed, and the remaining six-sevenths suddenly didn’t seem so difficult anymore.
At least now Zhang Hao had legitimate things to do every day, no need to sit at home alone with idle thoughts.
As he was speaking, He Qianhui suddenly sent a video call invitation.
Zhang Hao quickly checked his surroundings, afraid she might spot something amiss during the video call.
Upon accepting the video call, Zhang Hao kept smiling with his teeth showing, "What’s up, suddenly checking in on me now?"
He Qianhui didn’t hide her intentions and straightforwardly admitted it.
"Yeah, I am checking in on you, to see if you’ve brought any other women home."
At this point, Zhang Hao feigned annoyance, sitting up from the bed and saying, "I’m already like this, how could I bring someone home, eh?"
