Practicing Medical Skills in a Small Clinic novel Chapter 137

Chapter 137: Chapter 112: Short Bowel Syndrome, the Most Frightening Disease Is Poverty (3)

Small clinics have limited capabilities. Equipment, personnel, technology, medication, and treatment experience can’t compare to large hospitals. Li Jingsheng knows his limits, and won’t take on ’patients’ who might ruin everything.

The uncle remained silent after hearing his diagnosis.

Despite saying that he won’t get treatment if it costs too much, who really wants to die if they can live?

As the saying goes, "A bad life is better than a good death."

It’s clear that the uncle doesn’t want to die.

"Can you prescribe some medication for me to take home?"

The uncle remained silent for about a minute or two before looking up to ask.

His face, already pale from malnutrition, appeared even paler.

An empty gaze carried a glimmer of hope, overwhelmed by fear and helplessness toward death.

In hospitals, money truly can buy life.

Without money for treatment, all one can do is wait for death.

Hospitals provide token treatments at most, often called conservative treatment.

"This illness is serious, and the medication I provide might not help. It’s safer to get treatment at a major hospital." Li Jingsheng wanted to avoid trouble and feared delaying the uncle’s condition.

After all, he only had a Master Level of gastrointestinal diagnostic skills, and without examination evidence, he couldn’t guarantee the accuracy of his preliminary diagnosis.

"Alright then. Thank you. Here’s a little consultation fee for your effort in examining me!"

The uncle took a wad of cash from his pocket.

Outside was a single hundred-yuan bill, inside were bills of tens, fives, and ones.

The total amount didn’t seem to exceed three hundred yuan.

Along with the money came a very old brick-like mobile phone.

It looked like a Nokia.

The uncle’s financial situation was likely even worse than imagined.

"No need, no need, our small clinic offers free consultations for all patients. We only charge for medication and treatment. You shouldn’t delay your condition, head to the hospital for treatment while it’s still open."

Li Jingsheng had also experienced times when his pockets were cleaner than his face.

Understanding that a penny could topple a hero.

The most terrifying disease in this world isn’t cancer but poverty.

"I’m so sorry! Thank you!"

The uncle walked away full of gratitude, as if he had done something wrong.

Many honest, inherently kind people are like this. They walk into a clothing store, feeling obligated to buy something because of the attentive staff, even if they don’t find anything they like.

When someone asks them for help, turning them down feels like committing a crime.

They care deeply about others’ feelings, always thinking of others first, neglecting themselves.

Li Jingsheng watched the uncle’s departing figure, once again feeling the world’s cruelty.

In fact, this sort of thing is seen in hospitals every day.

With Xiaogao joining at the counter, there was no longer a manpower shortage.

Li Jingsheng could focus on handling patients at the reception desk.

If necessary, he could even call Tang Ping over to help.

Many treatment tasks require a nurse, like giving injections or passing instruments and medicine while suturing wounds, all needing a professional nurse.

He hoped Xiaogao would do well and bring a turnaround in health supplement sales at Sunshine Clinic.

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