Each department of an's Hospital basically has a single ward.

But because the departments outside the brain and outside the heart are the departments with the most patients, many times, this ward is full.

The single ward costs thousands of yuan a day, but I still don't know how many people are waiting in line.

In addition, there are additional beds in the common ward and corridor. There are many people, so the taste is not very good.

Although Fu Xiaoer lived in a double ward, he had to walk in and out of the corridor. Naturally, he felt a little uncomfortable.

If you change to a single ward, you don't need to take the corridor and stairs here. There is a special elevator over there. It's also very convenient to find medical staff. Therefore, Mrs. Fu has always wanted to arrange a single ward for you.

However, such professional hospitals are different from some nursing homes. They are all patients who come to save lives. How can they pay so much attention to them?

When Mrs. Fu came here the next day, she heard that there were two families crying in the corridor.

Medical expenses are too high and there is no money at home, but you can't watch people die in front of you?

If someone else had changed, he might feel a little pitiful and sympathetic, but in Mrs. Fu's view, those are poor people who should not have come to such a place at all.

In a word, Mrs. Fu's sense of superiority is so strong that she despises ordinary people at all.

What Feng Ping'an values here is who's illness is more urgent and dangerous. Others are not in his consideration.

The situation of Fu Xiaoer is obviously not so bad.

If you don't like it, the operation should not be a problem in a month or two.

Of course, no one can guarantee such a thing.

What if the blood clot suddenly goes wrong again?

After watching Fu Xiaoer's comprehensive examinations, Feng Ping'an asked Xiao Dong to arrange the operation date.

"Professor, there is another patient in the emergency department. It was a sudden cerebral infarction. It was sent last night. At present, the condition has been controlled, but because we have no hospital bed here, we can't even add it. Therefore, people can only wait in the emergency department first. Look?"

"Is there a film?"

Xiao Dong handed over the tablet. "His situation is quite special. Director Yu studied it for more than an hour yesterday and didn't come up with a proper solution. Now they all went to the emergency department. What do you think?"

"Come on, let's go and have a look. It's really not possible. Just add an operation."

"All right, professor."

Feng Ping'an's busyness is also seen by the Fu family.

This operation happens every day.

"It's an expert. That's the difference. Have you heard? The patient is dying. Finally, Dr. Feng decided to send him to the operating room. He took charge of the operation himself. Now he's out of danger."

In the hospital, everyone is willing to listen to such gossip.

I always think this is a hopeful thing.

Mrs. Fu naturally heard that it was the family members of the next bed who heard about it.

"Doctor Feng is so powerful?"

"Of course. I heard that several directors and deputy directors dared not do the operation at that time for fear of taking responsibility. Although the family members repeatedly said they would not blame them, no one dared to do it."

Mrs. Fu nodded frequently. "I've also heard that the success rate of the operation is too low, only 30 percent."

"You have to do it. If you don't, the man will die."