mtl008 Chapter 13 Not Everyone is Worthy of His Medical Ethics
Chapter 13 Not Everyone is Worthy of His Medical Ethics
After eating and drinking, Tang Man stood up and started to clean up the dishes. Although she couldn't cook, she still knew how to wash the pots and dishes.
Xie Yan stood up and helped clean up. "I'll do it."
"Thank you, I can't cook."
Xie Yan was stunned, not understanding why she suddenly said this, so he could only nod and say, "I heard about it from those aunts this afternoon."
"I can't cook, so you have to cook for me from now on. But I can't just do nothing, so you'll be responsible for cooking and I'll be responsible for washing the pots and dishes."
In Tang Man's opinion, no matter what kind of relationship it is, it needs equal treatment, joint efforts and shared responsibilities to be maintained. She doesn't like to take advantage of others, and she doesn't want people to think that she is an idle person who can't do anything and can only eat for free.
"There's no need to be so particular. Since you can't cook, I'll cook for you. As for cleaning the kitchen, whoever is free can do it. I happen to be free right now, so I'll do it. If a patient comes later, you can clean up."
Xie Yan took the dishes and chopsticks that Tang Man had put away, brought them to the stove, and rolled up his sleeves to wash the dishes.
Alas! If you do this, I will fall.
Tang Man looked at Xie Yan in annoyance. He was already washing the dishes and it was not convenient for her to rush over to do the work. She could only leave the kitchen obediently.
The thank-you banquet had not yet been concluded when several people came into the clinic making a lot of noise.
"Doctor Xie... Doctor Xie..." A group of people surrounded a girl and walked into the clinic.
Isn’t this a coincidence?
The person who was sent over was Lin Siyu.
Lin Siyu's hand was injured. Her left hand was holding her right hand tightly, and blood was oozing out from her fingers.
When a group of people walked into the yard, they saw Tang Man sitting on the rock in the street. They were very surprised, but they had no time to pay attention to Tang Man. They surrounded Lin Siyu and walked into the main room with worried faces, shouting "thank you for the banquet."
Xie Yan came out of the kitchen and saw that the injured person was Lin Siyu, his face instantly turned cold.
The male educated youths did not notice that Xie Yan's face was not right, and they kept urging him, "Doctor Xie, please help Siyu. Her hand was accidentally cut by a kitchen knife."
Xie Yan said nothing. He slowly wiped his hands with a towel while walking towards Tang Man. When he got to her, he lowered his voice and said, "If you don't agree to let me treat her, I will ask them to take her away immediately."
"Treat him, why not? He came to give us money, there is no reason for us to drive the God of Wealth away."
Tang Man’s idea was very simple. A small wound would not kill Lin Siyu. If Xie Yan refused to treat her, she could go to the hospital. It was just giving money, so it would be better to give it to her instead of giving it to others.
Since she said so, Xie Yan could only nod and walk slowly towards the main room.
Tang Man also followed. She didn't like to join in the fun, but she loved watching the show.
In just a short while, a lot of blood had dripped onto the ground. Several educated youths were almost dying of anxiety. When they saw Xie Yan approaching Tang Man, they hurriedly said, "Doctor Xie, please hurry up. Siyu has lost a lot of blood."
Xie Yan took the medicine box slowly, took Lin Siyu's hand and looked at the wound. "It will cost 1 yuan for three stitches."
“1 yuan!!” Several people’s faces flushed red and they stared at Xie Yan with wide eyes. They couldn’t believe their ears. It cost 1 yuan to sew a stitch. Isn’t this robbery?
They stared at Xie Yan with wide eyes and angry faces. One of them shouted at Xie Yan angrily, "It costs 1 yuan to sew a stitch, why don't you go and rob it?"
Another person couldn't help but agree, "Yeah, you're asking for too much!"
They all expressed their dissatisfaction, thinking that the thank-you banquet was too excessive.
Xie Yan was not in a hurry and responded calmly, "If you think it's too expensive, you can go to the hospital. I'm not forcing you to see a doctor here."
A group of people were furious with Xie Yan. One of the male educated youth stood up and pointed at Xie Yan's nose and cursed, "Xie Yan, do you have any medical ethics? Not only did you charge a huge price for a minor injury, but you even drove the patient away. Do you believe me, I will tell everyone about this and you will not be able to be a doctor anymore."
"I still say the same thing. If you think it's too expensive, you can go to the hospital. It's getting late. If you want to leave, hurry up. I don't have time to waste here with you."
Xie Yan put the medicine box back on the cabinet, turned around and walked outside. He hadn't finished cleaning the kitchen yet, but he didn't have time to waste here with them.
As for whether he has medical ethics...
Of course he did, but not everyone was worthy of his medical ethics.
A sneer flashed in Xie Yan's eyes. These people seemed to have forgotten what they had done to him.
Five years ago, he was sent down to the countryside for reform because he tried to save an old man.
During the first three years after he arrived at Qingshan Commune, he was like a dirty rat. Anyone who saw him would step on him or spit at him.
At that time, he had no dignity and no freedom. He had to endure endless humiliation and torture every day. But he could not resist. If he resisted, he would only be met with more humiliation and beatings.
It was not until people discovered that he had medical skills and knew his value that they took the initiative to invite him to become the village doctor and began to respect him and welcome him with a smile.
However, the current respect and smiling faces were not enough to erase what they had done to him. He was willing to treat their illnesses and smile back at them just to survive and to escape from the suffering he had experienced in the past.
By the way, everyone in this room, except Tang Man, had beaten, scolded and humiliated him, so he had no pressure at all to blackmail them and drive them out.
Walking to the door, Xie Yan stopped and asked softly, "There are a lot of mosquitoes outside at night. Do you want me to move the recliner to the main room for you?"
"I can move it myself."
"I'll do it." Xie Yan walked out quickly, moved the recliner into the main room, and found a place to put it.
Tang Man didn't hesitate to walk over, sat down on the recliner, and picked up the medical book.
"Doctor Xie, please help me with the stitches." Lin Siyu's face was a little pale due to excessive blood loss. She didn't care how much money she had to pay, since she didn't have to pay out of her own pocket anyway.
"Wait a moment." Xie Yan responded coldly, brought a stool and placed it next to the recliner, then took a candle, lit it and placed it on the stool, and then poured a glass of water and placed it on the stool. After doing all this, he finally picked up the medicine box and walked to Lin Siyu and began to help Lin Siyu treat the wound.
Tang Man glanced at the candles and water cup placed next to her, with a faint smile on her face. It was quite thoughtful.
She didn't look at the medical book, but looked at Xie Yan.
Xie Yan's movements were quick and his sewing technique was very skillful, but the stitching was a bit rough.
Tang Man couldn't help but frown after watching the whole process, but she soon relaxed her brows.
I have too high standards. The suturing technology in this era is limited to this level. Besides, there are not many Chinese medicine practitioners who can sew. Xie Yanyan's performance is already very impressive.
After the anesthetic, Lin Siyu didn't feel any pain. She finally had time to think about other things. She glanced at Tang Man out of the corner of her eye.
Lin Siyu: 007, why is Tang Man here?
007: Not sure.