Days went by, and three months later, Luo Qiao completed all her preliminary scientific research experints and submitted an application to enter the clinical trial phase. She could finally take a breather.
Today was her day to see patients at the hospital. Despite being young, Luo Qiao had a reputation from before her ti overseas, and many people ca to seek her out, most of which were from word-of-mouth recomndations.
After a busy morning, she looked at the dical students interning with her: "How many more appointnts are outside?"
Xiao Zhang smiled: "Director, there are five more patients waiting outside. Are you feeling tired?"
Luo Qiao gently shook her head: "Call in the next one."
Luo Qiao usually held outpatient clinics in the morning and, after having lunch in the hospital cafeteria, moved to the inpatient departnt in the afternoon where she would arrange her ti in advance if there were surgeries.
The last to co in was a young man in his twenties, who was helped inside. He briefly described his condition: he had suffered recurring lower back pain for over four years and had been treated as if it was a lumbar muscle strain. However, despite repeated treatnts, the effects were not very good.
After examining him several tis and asking so questions, Luo Qiao felt that his illness needed further investigation.
She shared her diagnosis with the patient and then continued: "If we want to further confirm the diagnosis, we need to take an X-ray of the lumbar spine and sacrum and do several laboratory tests to determine."
The family mber who accompanied him, the patient’s mother, asked with teary eyes: "How much will all these tests cost? We’ve been treating this for several years and if it’s too expensive, our family really can’t afford it."
Luo Qiao saw the young man’s dejected mood and heard him say: "Mom, let’s not treat this illness anymore, let’s leave it to fate, I can’t be a burden on our family any longer."
Upon hearing this, the woman burst into loud sobs.
Luo Qiao could understand the feelings of both of them; this was the harsh reality faced by poor families, where even the slightest disturbance could be overwhelming.
Luo Qiao had previously arranged for Xu Shifan to focus on educational poverty alleviation, helping build schools and sponsor impoverished students in poor areas. But now, she had another idea in her mind.
Seeing the mother and son cry so sadly, she looked at the na on the dical record and said: "Don’t cry anymore; crying won’t solve the problem."
The mother and son wiped their tears and began to pack up to leave.
Luo Qiao said: "Wait a mont, if you don’t treat this illness, I’m afraid it will only get worse."
The woman with tears in her voice said: "We know, but our family really doesn’t have that much money anymore, there’s no way, this is just our fate for being poor."
Luo Qiao sped up packing up her things and looked up at the young man: "Your na is Zeng Liang, right? It’s now noon, first co with to the cafeteria for lunch.
I have a friend who is a philanthropist. After we eat, I’ll contact him for you, and professional staff will co and talk to you. All you need to do is provide the relevant information and if you et their assistance criteria after registration, they will fund your treatnt."
The Zeng family mother and son stood there stunned, incredulous. Zeng Liang’s Mother muttered lowly: "My heavens, is there really such good news?"
The intern doctor next to them knew that since Director Luo had said it, the good fortune was assured. Smiling, he reminded them: "Why don’t you thank our director swiftly? You’ve really hit the jackpot."
At this mont, Zeng Liang’s Mother also ca around, knowing that a doctor from a big hospital wouldn’t joke about such matters, and was about to kneel in gratitude to Luo Qiao. But Luo Qiao quickly helped her up: "Please don’t do this; if you do, you’re not thanking , you’re making trouble for .
You don’t need to thank , just focus on recovering and work hard to give back to the society in the future. When you encounter others in difficulty, rember to lend a hand and pass on the love."
Upon hearing these words, Zeng Liang felt his blood boiling with enthusiasm: "Dr. Luo, rest assured, if I can regain my health, I will surely make an effort and, once I am able, learn from your friend as you said, and work hard to give back to society."
Luo Qiao nodded with satisfaction: "Well said."
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