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Chapter 92 The Question of Doctor Zhang's Worth

Zhang Bufan is still struggling with a question: whether to allow Song Yaqi and Su Yuhuan to be hospitalized together at the same time?

The next day, when Zhang Bufan went to work, Dr. Li from the ophthalmology department asked someone to bring news to Zhang Bufan.

Dr. Li's opinion is to undergo conservative treatment, and if you want to see it, you may need to undergo a cornea transplant.

Zhang Bufan told Yaoyao about Dr. Li's diagnosis and Su Yuhuan's situation.

Yaoyao felt that with Zhang Bufan's current skills, if he consumed merit value, he could cure Su Yuhuan.

But Zhang Bufan was concerned about something. If he did not follow what Dr. Li said and did not take corneal transplants, then Jia Chenggong would likely discover this and use it as a handle.

Later, Zhang Bufan and Yaoyao discussed it and had to do it. Zhang Bufan thought that he could cure Su Yuhuan first.

It’s okay to go to Su Yuhuan’s house or in a hotel.

First heal Su Yuhuan's eyes so that she can also help take care of Song Yaqi.

At noon, Zhang Bufan mentioned this matter like Su Yuhuan. He said that her illness could be cured in two days.

Su Yuhuan felt a little surprised, but Zhang Bufan, as a doctor, could not make fun of such things, so she happily agreed.

"But if that's the case, well, you may not need to be hospitalized, so I'll go to your house to treat you?"

Su Yuhuan thought about it and agreed. It was easy to hear other people’s praise for Zhang Bufan in the hospital, so Su Yuhuan also trusted him very much.

Half an hour before getting off work, Su Yuhuan showed her way, and then Zhang Bufan drove Su Yuhuan home.

“Have you done anything before?”

Zhang Bufan felt the atmosphere a bit awkward in the car, so he found a topic casually.

"I haven't seen it since I was a child, but my aunt found me a job as a telephone operator. Maybe it's because my voice is OK, right?"

Zhang Bufan couldn't help but nod. Su Yuhuan's voice was indeed very gentle, and it sounded very healing.

"Then are you still doing it?"

Su Yu smiled and shook her head, "Artificial intelligence is developing so fast now. The company has laid off employees for telephone operators, and I have never found a better job since then."

When he heard this Zhang Bufan, he couldn't help but think about it again.

He felt that in the image of Su Yuhuan, he could go to his foundation to work as an assistant or a front desk to pick up customers.

"Don't worry, your eyes will be better in two days. I can guarantee that, do you think about what work you will do in the future?"

Zhang Bufan was carefully thinking about how to pull Su Yuhuan into his team.

Su Yuhuan still shook her head. This time she lowered her head and pondered for a long time before slowly saying to Zhang Bufan, "Because I can't see it, and I haven't attended much school. There is a lot of knowledge taught me by my aunt.

Without education or skills, what should I compete with others?"

Zhang Bufan was not very worried about this. In fact, this society may not be so intolerant. As long as Su Yuhuan is kind, it is enough.

Zhang Bufan went to her house under Su Yuhuan's leadership. When the two arrived, Su Yuhuan's aunt had already gotten off work and prepared meals at home, waiting for Su Yuhuan to come back.

"This is..." Su Yuhuan's aunt saw Zhang Bufan, and he was wearing a white coat.

Only then did Zhang Bufan realize that his clothes had forgotten to change, "Oh, sorry, I'm a doctor. I forgot to change clothes when I first came out. I wanted to come over and see Yu Huan's eyes."

Su Yuhuan looked at Zhang Bufan's explanation and suddenly smiled.

"Oh, okay, then you guys go and see it first, don't forget to have a meal in Huanhuan."

Su Yuhuan's aunt looked at Zhang Bufan and then went to the kitchen again.

Zhang Bufan followed Su Yuhuan to her bedroom and then took out the needles he used for acupuncture.

"Doctor Zhang doesn't have anything here at my house. How can I treat my eyes?

Doctor Zhang, have you brought something?"

After Su Yuhuan entered the house, she sat on her bed.

"It's quite simple, just acupuncture, believe me."

Zhang Bufan asked Su Yuhuan to lie on the bed, "Does he still need to drink Chinese medicine?

I have drunk Chinese medicine before, but it has no effect yet.”

Zhang Bufan smiled and did not answer the question, but asked Su Yuhuan to lie flat on the bed and then began to apply needles.

Su Yuhuan seems to have been a little tired in the bed these days, lying on the bed and relaxing, and then fell asleep after a while. Zhang Bufan was not in a hurry to use his skills.

After Su Yuhuan fell asleep, Zhang Bufan said goodbye to her aunt and planned to leave.

"Why is the doctor leaving now? Don't you leave for a meal?"

Zhang Bufan shook his head, he had to go home and serve his little ancestors quickly.

When he returned to the hotel in the evening, after dinner, Zhang Bufan received a call from Wang Xiaofeng.

Before Zhang Bufan could say anything, Wang Xiaofeng complained on the phone.

"Oh my God, I found that your foundation is so troublesome! There are so many things that are in a hurry now. You are so valuable that you don't pay me a salary. Are you saying this too much?

Excessive?”

Zhang Bufan had no choice. He still had two patients and had to take into account the daily life of the hospital and had no energy to manage the foundation.

"Then I don't have time."

Wang Xiaofeng was also very excited on the other end of the phone, "Forget it, I don't have time either. How long has it been since my wife and I dated?"

Although it seems to be too much to think about it, Zhang Bufan remembered Wang Xiaofeng's dog food he ate some time ago, and immediately felt much more balanced.

Wang Xiaofeng was still resolute, and Zhang Bufan promised him that he would find a new manager as soon as possible, and then gave up.

However, Zhang Bufan had no better candidate for a while, so let Wang Xiaofeng continue to hold on for a while.

However, Zhang Bufan remembered the issue of Wang Xiaofeng just mentioned his value, so he quickly sent a message to Liu Ailing and asked her how much money the foundation had saved now.

Liu Ailing quickly replied, "I temporarily deposited the money in the bank. The risk is small and relatively stable. The balance that can be used for current use is 30 million, and the balance that is deposited for fixed time is 50 million."

Zhang Bufan was also shocked when he saw the news. It was 80 million in total. By the way, he had never seen so much money in his life. "Why are there so much?"

"Mr. Kang, Mr. Yan and Mr. Chen donated a total of 60 million yuan. In addition, we have received donations from 12 companies these days, ranging from more than 100,000 yuan to one million yuan. In addition, the six million you placed in the foundation, now it is 80 million yuan."

Liu Ailing said in detail as if she was taking the program to report the accounts, and later gave Zhang Bufan the donation list.

Zhang Bufan looked at the list and when he woke up, he realized, "Is this money enough for me to save many people?"

Liu Ailing resumed, "Yes, based on the average medical expenses per person per person per person, you can help 400 people. This time it is not counted as the money you earned because your fund is in a bank or used for other investments."

Seeing this, Zhang Bufan couldn't help but laugh with his cell phone in his arms.

Yaoyao next to her was almost asleep, but was woken up by Zhang Bufan's laughter, "What's so happy, it's so late."

"About my value, haha, but the money is not mine, but I was very happy to save Kendo's patients."

Yaoyao was still sleepy and didn't think about what Zhang Bufan said carefully. Zhang Bufan looked at Yaoyao who was sleepy and secretly kissed her on the forehead, "It's okay, haha, I'm very happy. OK, I'm going to bed, good night, little ancestor."

Yaoyao was too lazy to pay attention to him and continued to sleep.
Chapter completed!
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