Spring Thunder Chapter 0182 The World Is Not Worth It
The first day of 1982.
Nan Ruoyin walked up to Nan Yi and held his hand, "Dad, guess what's in my hand?"
"You can't even speak clearly, how could Dad not know that your tooth has fallen out?"
"Yeah, it fell out, but there was no bleeding." The little girl opened her hand and showed the tooth in her hand, "Dad, should I put the tooth under the pillow?"
"No, give it to me."
Nan Yi took the tooth from Nan Ruoyin, went to the kitchen, found a clean cup, poured pure milk into the cup, and then soaked the tooth in it.
After doing all this, Nan Yi handed the cup to Ruan Zhiping , "Zhiping, take it to Doctor Cheng."
"Dad, why do we need to take him to the doctor?"
"Because there are stem cells in deciduous teeth, Dr. Cheng will separate your stem cells from your teeth and freeze them for storage. In the future, if you get sick, they can save your life."
“Oh, I see.”
"Today is New Year's Day. Dad will take you out to play."
"Okay."
With two excited little girls, Dewen drove to the Hong Kong Sanatorium and Hospital.
"We're here, get off the car, we're going to play here today."
Fan Hongdou looked up at the huge red cross on the wall and said, "Godfather, we were going out to play, why did you bring us to the hospital?"
"Dad, you don't want to take us to the morgue to tell ghost stories, do you?" Nan Ruoyin's eyes sparkled, and she was eager to try.
"What are you thinking about? The dead are the greatest. Don't make fun of this."
"oh."
Nan Ruoyin stuck out her tongue and stopped talking.
"Put it on."
Nan Yi took out two protective masks and asked the two little girls to wear them, then he tore open the package and took out a few pairs of medical gloves.
Holding one in each hand, Nan Yi brought the two little girls to the oncology ward.
As soon as I arrived, I saw a middle-aged man dressed fairly decently kneeling there, holding the doctor's thighs with both hands, "Doctor, please, please, I'll get the money together as soon as possible, can you do the surgery on my wife first?"
In later generations, the medical care in Xiangkeng was relatively good, but at present it is still in a bad state. If you want to get better services, you will inevitably need to "make money" to pave the way.
"You don't have to beg me. I can't help you. You should find a way to get the money together as soon as possible."
The doctor shook his head and ruthlessly rejected the patient's family's request.
In Xiangkeng, although doctors belong to the high-income group, their monthly salary is simply not enough to support them to indulge in their compassion.
As an oncologist, I encounter such patients' families every day, but I encounter quite a few of them every month. At first, I would feel compassion for them, but after a long time, I see so many of them that I feel powerless to do anything. They can only let their hearts harden and turn cold.
"Money can sometimes make people lose their minds and make them do wrong things. But we cannot live without money. For example, at this time, if this uncle was not short of money, he would not have to lower his self-esteem or let his knees go weak.
There are only two kinds of people who say money is not important. One is the person who has no shortage of money, and the other is the lucky ordinary person who has never experienced what it is like to be rich.
In Hong Kong, if you have your own house and a family earns HK$5,000 a month, they can live a comfortable life. They can eat meat if they want, eat fish if they want, eat delicious food and drink, and even travel abroad once a year.
But if you don’t have a house, or if you are even more unlucky and have no house and your family is lying here, then even if you have an income of 10,000 Hong Kong dollars, let alone 5,000, life will be tight, or even miserable.”
"Godfather, health is very important."
"Yes, health is the capital of revolution. No matter what job you do, you need to have a good body. That's why Godfather makes you exercise every day."
"Dad, smoking is harmful to your health. Your health is so important, why do you still smoke?"
"Mental health is also an important indicator of physical health. My father is under a lot of pressure and needs to relieve his psychological pressure by smoking, which makes me happy.
If a person keeps a happy mood, he will not easily suffer from mental illness. Some physical diseases are closely related to psychology. If a person is in a good mood, he will not easily suffer from other diseases.
This is a more positive reason. The negative reason is that my father has become addicted to smoking and I will feel uncomfortable if I don’t smoke.”
"Oh, then you can quit smoking and use other methods to relieve stress." Nan Ruoyin took Nan Yi's hand and said in a coaxing tone: "Dad, can you quit smoking?"
"Godfather, just quit smoking." Fan Hongdou also held Nan Yi's hand and said.
Looking at the two little girls' expectant eyes, Nan Yi could only nod helplessly, "Okay, Dad will listen to you and quit smoking from today."
"Mmmmm, Daddy, you're so nice."
After the episode, Nan Yi continued to observe the ward area with the two little girls.
Once admitted into this ward, even a poor person will become a poor person, and a middle-class family will become a negative asset.
"Suppose you manage a small group of ten people living in an independent space. In order to have better living conditions, each of you ten people needs to perform your duties, play the greatest role in your own position, and make contributions to the group.
As managers, you can get the best rewards, and then others can be given different rewards according to the size of their contributions.
Work hard and get rewards, and everyone works together to move the group in a better direction.
But at this time, one person is sick and cannot continue to work and cannot contribute to the group. As a manager, how should you solve this patient problem?
Haha, don’t think about it yet, you can’t answer this question now.
Today is January 1, 1982. Ten years later, on January 1, 1992, you will answer this question again. "
"oh!"
The two little girls were confused by Nan Yi's question. This question was so big that even Nan Yi himself couldn't come up with a good answer.
The ten years were time for his two daughters to study and time for himself to think.
After staying in the hospital for two hours, Nan Yi took the two little girls to Sham Shui Po.
Since the Shek Kip Mei fire in the 1960s, when resettlement blocks were rebuilt, Sham Shui Po has become a slum area in the Hong Kong urban area, with coffin rooms and cage houses filling the old buildings.
A coffin house, as the name suggests, is a house whose area and layout are similar to a coffin.
"Excuse me, can you please let us have a tour of your house?"
After going up to the old building and seeing a house with its door open, Nan Yi went up to negotiate with the family. While he was talking, he handed over a hundred Hong Kong dollars.
“Sure, sure.”
The woman in the room agreed and swiftly took the Hong Kong dollars from Nan Yi's hand.
"Dad is waiting for you at the door, you two can go in and take a look."
After hearing Nan Yi's words, Nan Ruoyin and Fan Hongdou squeezed into the room sideways and looked around the room.
Nan Yi leaned against the door frame and looked inside. The area of the house was about 65 feet. There was a three-decker bed with an iron frame. The height between the bed boards was less than 60 centimeters, so a child could not sit upright on the bed. There should be someone sleeping on each floor, because there were quilts and pillows on the bed.
There is also a wooden board standing next to the bed. Judging from its length and the patina on it, this board should be used as a bed board, which was collected early and put up late.
It seems that there are at least four people living in this room.
Less than fifty work points away from the bed, you can see a "kitchen". There is a wooden board placed on the gas tank, and the stove is placed on the board.
On the left side of the kitchen is a wardrobe. The wardrobe is not very tall, and there are two boxes placed cluttered on top of the wardrobe, with all kinds of things stuffed on top of the boxes.
On the right side of the kitchen, there is a refrigerator with serious paint peeling and rust. There is a folding square table and several plastic stools at the refrigerator door. If you want to open the refrigerator door, you have to move the table and stools away. Even so, the refrigerator door cannot be opened completely, and can only be opened a narrow gap.
There were also a lot of miscellaneous items on top of the refrigerator, piled very high, about 70 to 80 centimeters. If you wanted to take something from the top, you had to take everything down, which took a lot of time each time.
Nan Yi was very curious as to how the family had their meals. There was no free space in the house for even a folding table, nor was it possible for four people to dine at the same time. There was simply no room for them to sit down.
"Auntie, how do you usually eat?"
The father and daughter have a spiritual connection, and Nan Ruoyin also has this question.
Perhaps because she was paid, the woman was willing to help Nan Ruoyin solve her doubts. She asked the two children to leave the room first, and then took a folding table from the refrigerator.
As soon as he picked up the folding table, Nan Yi knew how the table was placed. It turned out that two of the legs of the folding table had been sawed off and were much shorter than the other two, so they could be placed on the bed board so that they could maintain balance.
Sure enough, the woman opened the folding table, and half of the table fit within the bed.
"My son sits here, my daughter sits here, my husband sits opposite, and I sit here." The woman gestured while standing beside the table.
"Auntie, how old is your child?"
"My son is eight years old and my daughter is thirteen."
"Big sister, didn't you apply for public housing?"
"I've applied and am waiting in line. I've been waiting for three years and still haven't gotten a spot."
"Oh, sorry to bother you. Thank you."
The woman pursed her lips and asked, "Are these two your daughters?"
"Yes."
"You are rich, right?"
"Fortunately, there is not too much shortage."
"Then why did you bring your daughter to a place like this?"
"You won't like my answer, so I won't say it." Nan Yi took out two 500 Hong Kong dollars and handed them to the woman. "I haven't met your daughter, but I'll give her a little gift. Just say that a strange uncle hopes that she can continue to study hard."
After saying that, Nan Yi waved his hand and left with the two little girls.
After they walked away, Nan Yi said, "Ruoyin, Hongdou, what do you think after reading this?"
"Dad, life will be hard without money."
"Thank you, godfather."
Nan Yi gently stroked Fan Hongdou's head, without saying anything, and took the two children to visit a more cramped and miserable cage house...
