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Outside the operating room, relatives and friends of Zhu's family rushed over, and Yue Steel Factory also sent several cadres to understand the situation.

As soon as Chen Qi came out of the operating room, he was surrounded by a group of people.

"Doctor, how is my son?"

"Is my brother's finger still saved?"

Before Chen Qi could speak, the Bianmeng spoke first: "Don't worry, there is no way the operation will be successful with our director himself."

Chen Qi also laughed:

"The operation was initially successful, but there are still several difficulties to overcome, such as the infection period, vascular crisis period, and edema period. This requires a lot of high-end antibiotics and nursing care to determine whether the finger transplant operation is successful or not. .”

A section chief of the Yue Steel Plant stood up:

"President Chen, don't worry, Zhu Shuijin is a regular worker in our factory, and the medical expenses are reimbursed by the factory. You can use whatever medicine you want, as long as you can guarantee Comrade Zhu Shuijin's smooth recovery."

Chen Qi couldn't help feeling in his heart: Look, this is the advanced nature of socialism.

Poverty is not socialism, looking down on patients, unable to pay for medical expenses, and forcing patients to kneel down and beg for relief is also not something that should happen under such a superior system as socialism.

"Okay, with the words of your factory leader, we have more confidence in the patient's recovery and smooth discharge."

In fact, what Chen Qi thought in his heart was that the big dog of NND, this time, the slaughterers would be sorry for his newly invented technique.

Zhu Zhirong had a hesitant expression on his face, but he still asked:

"Dean Chen, did you really catch it with two toes? This, this..."

The Zhu family members and the people from the Yue Steel Factory who were onlookers heard it, and their expressions were a little constipated. It was hard for everyone to imagine what kind of strange shape it would be to have two toes growing on their hands.

Later, when I stretched out my hand, what I saw was my toe, and I almost lost my appetite at the dinner table.

Chen Qi shrugged his shoulders: "Don't worry, I have tried my best to adopt cosmetic techniques. It will definitely be a little different from normal fingers in the future, but it won't be too different. I think beauty is not as important as function, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes," Zhu Zhirong nodded with a smile.

Zhu's mother was also very excited: "Blessed by the Bodhisattva, the ancestors showed their spirits. At last, my son doesn't have to become disabled, and his job can be kept."

Zhu Zhirong stared at him: "Whether there is a Bodhisattva or not, it all depends on Dean Chen's blessing. If there is no Dean Chen, this brat's life will be ruined."

The third daughter of the Zhu family also echoed: "That's right, Mom, there is a living Buddha in front of you, why bother to worship the Ni Bodhisattva?"

"Go, children, don't talk nonsense."

The atmosphere at the scene eased, and Chen Qi was about to go back to rest when he was suddenly grabbed by Zhu Zhirong, dragged him to a corner, and quickly stuffed a red envelope into Chen Qi's pocket.

Before Chen Qi had time to stop him, the old man had already run away quickly.

Chen Qi has been familiar with this routine for two lifetimes.

The difference is that in the previous life patients were given before the operation, and in this life they are given only after the operation is successful. I guess it means that if you don’t see a rabbit, you don’t spread the eagle, right?

Chen Qi opened it and took a look. There were 10 cards of Great Unity inside, worth 100 yuan.

The 100 yuan in 1986 should be the monthly income of the master worker in the factory, and it is not stingy to sell.

Chen Qi is not short of money, but he and his surgical team struggled for 10 hours to save the patient's finger. In fact, he was not guilty of taking the money.

So, he was going to take the money, but instead of putting it in his own pocket, he was going to spend it.

"Hey, border alliance, come here."

"What's wrong?"

"Now you go to the Yunlin Restaurant next to the hospital and knock on the door, and ask Li Yunlin to prepare a table of good wine and food, including everything in the store. Just now, the patient's family gave a red envelope, and we made everything today."

Haidong Province has undergone a thorough reform and opening up in 1986, and there are no restrictions on whether ordinary people set up factories or shops, so various private restaurants have sprung up like mushrooms after rain.

Yunlin Restaurant looks like a grand name, but it is actually a small family restaurant opened by the villagers Li Yunlin and his wife. The upstairs is their own house, and the downstairs is the hotel business room.

The stir-fry is also a home-cooked dish, and the customers are mainly the cadres of Ruanshe Township and the workers of the Fourth Hospital. Hexian is a must.

And there is a good thing about being self-employed. You can come to the door at any time, and they will provide services at any time. They work very hard to make money.

Unlike state-run guest houses, where you knock on the door in the middle of the night and say you want to eat, it would be strange if the chef and waiter didn’t come out with a kitchen knife and chop you up.

"Wow~~~"

The little doctors and nurses next to me cheered when they heard it.

First, everyone was really hungry. For fear of going to the toilet, they didn't even dare to drink water during the 10-hour operation. Now it can be said that they are hungry, thirsty and tired.

But these days, there is no Meituan takeaway, and you can’t even buy instant noodles. Everyone thought they were going to go back to bed hungry.

Now I heard that I can hold a banquet, can you not be happy.

Second, in 1986, although everyone was able to eat enough, it did not mean that they had a good meal. The usual diet of the workers was mainly vegetarian.

Even if it's Chinese New Year, you can eat and drink on New Year's Eve, and eat leftovers every day after New Year's Eve.

Now that the wine and meat can be served casually, everyone's mouth is watering, and their stomachs are rumbling and they are even more hungry.

"Okay, okay, don't wow, pack up quickly, let's set off right away, and Lao Bian, Lao Ma, don't rush back, it's rare for us to get together during the Chinese New Year, let's go have fun together."

Director Bian and Director Ma glanced at each other and agreed with a smile.

"Okay, then let's enjoy the dean's honor today."

In the middle of the night on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, more than a dozen doctors and nurses from the Fourth Hospital spent chatting, bragging, and singing together. This scene, until many years later, everyone still remembers clearly clearly.

Because this night, Chen Qi got drunk on a rare occasion, kept clamoring for some "hand chicken", and said that he wanted to take a photo and send it to Moments...

And in Japan far away, Yoshiya Yuta couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, looking at his daughter on the hospital bed, he kept thinking about Professor Hashimoto Ken's words:

"I really can't do anything about this surgery. If anyone in this world can perform this corrective surgery, I'm afraid only Dr. Chen Qi from Huaguo can try it. I'm very sorry."

"Hua Guo?"

In the eyes of the Japanese in this era, the impression of China is still in the period of World War II, and they feel that it is a poor, backward and very ignorant country.

Yuta Yoshiya is not a traitor, he is just a fisherman at the bottom of Japan, but he also believes that Huaguo is a mysterious and backward country.

Does such a country really have a world-class doctor?

Yoshiya Yuta might not believe anything else he said, but these words came from Hashimoto Ken, the best plastic surgeon in Japan, so he had to believe them.