Chapter 238

When President Li came out, Su Mian went to Mr. Wang Yuzhu's ward. As soon as she got to the stairs on the second floor, she could hear the laughter and laughter from the ward.

Su Mian's mood also became happier. Today, Mr. Wang was discharged from the hospital. His relatives and friends must have come a lot to take him home.

As soon as Su Mian came to the door, he was found by Wang Jinghong, the eldest son standing by the hospital bed facing the door, "Su Mian."

Wang Jinghong was shocked when his father told him that Su Mian was actually the master knife. He didn't expect Su Mian to be so small and have such superb medical skills. No wonder he had to keep it a secret.

"Let me see Mr. Wang." Su Mian walks into the ward. Wang Yuzhu sits by the hospital bed. His body is thinner than before, but his mental state is particularly good.

Seeing Su Mian, he smiled even more on his kind face, and his eyes narrowed into a seam. "Su Mian, thank you very much. You see I can leave the hospital."

Su Mianfei quickly used a golden eye on Wang Yuzhu. Combined with the data of the hospital examination yesterday, Mr. Wang really recovered very well.

"Mr. Wang, you go home and have a good rest. My classmates and I will see you again when we have time." he took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Wang Jinghong. "This is the precautions in life. I wrote it all on it."

Wang Jinghong picked it up and wrote it with a pen. Unlike ordinary girls, Su Mian's handwriting was vigorous and powerful. However, he looked up.

Wang Jinghong put the paper into the document bag and took out a large paper bag from the inside. "This is our little intention. Take it."

It's another big paper bag. It's about the same size as the one president Li gave her. It won't be 2000 yuan. It's also a huge sum of money in this era. Now the salary is only dozens of yuan a month, and 2000 yuan is not what ordinary people can afford.

Su Mian was obviously stunned. What's the matter? Why should everyone give her money today?

Mr. Wang smiled, "take it, Su Mian. You saved my life. If you don't accept it, the teacher won't have the face to see you again in the future. If we don't express our gratitude for your help, what will I talk about as a teacher in the future?"

Then he took the paper bag and stuffed it into Su Mian's hand, holding it tightly.

Oh, Su Mian can't refuse any more.

Wang Jinghong remembered something and called Su Mian out.

President Li said that some time ago, Su Mian diagnosed a minor patient who failed to seek medical treatment in many ways.

They went to the other side of the corridor, where it was quiet and sunny.

"My classmate, who lives in Beijing, is my classmate when studying in M country. We have a very good relationship. I know him best, so you don't have to worry about him spreading your story everywhere." seeing that there is no obvious change on Su Mian's face, Wang Jinghong went on.

"His brother began to get hot six months ago and was weak. His family took him everywhere for medical treatment. Even m had been there twice, but he still didn't diagnose what the disease was. Now he hangs by traditional Chinese medicine every day. He is just such a brother, and he is only 15 years old. My classmate's hair is white because of this. His family is also helpless. Famous doctors visit countless times, and they all end up without illness. So I hope Su Mian can help his brother. "

I even went to country m twice. It seems that my condition is very complicated!

Su Mian doesn't know whether she can do it or not. After all, what she has learned is limited, and she can't have another operation in the short term.