Chapter 43 Donation
Chapter 43 Donation
Half an hour later, Liang Xinying sat behind the desk with the examination report in her hand. She was wearing a clean white coat and black-framed glasses. She checked the report and lowered her head to write the medical record.
"Mr. Yin, Jiahui's hearing impairment is a congenital hearing loss. Medically speaking, there is a lack of effective treatment methods."
"If you want to improve your hearing, you can only use tools, such as installing a cochlear implant to replace dead hair cells to compensate for hearing. In layman's terms, it can be understood as a hearing aid."
Liang Xinying tapped the base of her ear with her finger to help the patient's family understand the concept.
Then he opened the drawer, took out a product brochure and placed it on the table.
"The biggest difference between a cochlear implant and a hearing aid is that a hearing aid is an electronic signal amplifier and in principle still relies on volume to compensate for hearing loss."
"The cochlear implant replaces the basilar membrane and upper hair cells of the cochlea, and stimulates the ear to receive sound through bioelectric current."
"The hearing center has three products, one from the United States, one from the United Kingdom, and one imported from Japan. The prices range from 60,000 to 80,000 yuan."
Liang Xinying touched Rong Jiahui's little head, and finally a smile appeared on her cold face: "I personally recommend the American one, which is the best and the most expensive. The advantage is that it has a five-year maintenance guarantee, and it can be replaced for free if there is a problem."
Zuo Shou opened his mouth, as if he wanted to curse again, but he held it back and muttered, "Eighty thousand yuan, does it have to be so expensive?"
Yin Zhaotang knew that cochlear implants have always been very expensive. In the 80s, even hearing aids were considered a luxury item, let alone cochlear implant technology?
After deducting the investment in the hotel and magazine, the 581,000 yuan he got from selling the Maybach was left with 300,000 yuan.
Among them, hotel rent and decoration are the biggest expenses. The magazine reports quickly, but the income from the first issue will be used to print the second issue.
It would be good if I didn't have to spend any extra money. At least I would have income to spend at the end of the month.
After all, the second issue will start with a print run of 100,000 copies, and the magazine needs to recruit more people in order to dominate the market.
Of the remaining 300,000 Hong Kong dollars, 120,000 was deducted as the brothers' medicine fee and appearance fee, leaving 180,000 in the account. 100,000 of it would be donated to medical institutions immediately to repay the gods and fulfill a vow.
There was exactly 80,000 yuan left, plus a few thousand yuan in change.
If you include the final payment for hotel decoration, it’s not even enough!
Yin Zhaotang discovered why the young and dangerous guys were always poor at midnight and rich at dawn.
Because being loyal costs a lot, and doing good deeds costs even more!
"How long will it take to arrange the surgery?" Yin Zhaotang asked without hesitation.
Liang Xinying thought for a moment and said, "The cochlear implant requires an implantation surgery, and the hair cells need to be examined before the surgery. In addition, we need to place an order with the device company. It will take four months at the slowest and two months at the fastest."
"Currently, only the Hearing Centre in Hong Kong Island can perform this operation. The operation requires anesthesia and carries a Level II risk. A legal guardian's signature is required before the operation."
Yin Zhaotang nodded: "No problem, please arrange the operation."
"Okay, Mr. Yin, I will be the attending physician for little Rong Jiahui from now on. You can contact me at any time for matters related to treatment." Liang Xinying seemed very satisfied with Yin Zhaotang's straightforwardness. She picked up the business card on the desk and handed one over politely.
"Thank you, Dr. Liang."
Yin Zhaotang took the business card, looked down at it, put it in his arms, and asked as humbly as possible: "Excuse me, what is the donation account number of the hearing center?"
"Today, I am very grateful to Dr. Liang, and I hope that more hearing-impaired children can receive treatment in the future. As I said on the phone, I plan to donate HK$100,000 to the Hearing Research Center."
If you don't speak modestly about this kind of thing, you will easily be considered as showing off maliciously.
Liang Xinying's eyes paused on him for a moment, then she stood up and said with a smile, "It seems that Mr. Yin's pornographic magazine makes a lot of money!"
"I'm sorry, the Hearing Center is only a research institute of the Faculty of Medicine of the University of Hong Kong. We don't have a donation account yet. You can talk to the director of Queen Mary Hospital about donations."
"If you are interested, you can stipulate the scope of use of the donations."
There are many ways to donate to charity in Hong Kong Island. Maybe the money donated to the hospital will eventually flow into personal accounts. Instead of choosing a clean organization to donate to, it is better to donate the money directly to a useful place.
At the very least, the hearing center will definitely give Rong Jiahui VIP treatment for the sake of the hundred thousand dollars.
Yin Zhaotang nodded and shook hands with the doctor: "No problem."
"Then I have to thank you on behalf of other hearing-impaired patients." Liang Xinying picked up a handbag on the table.
Yin Zhaotang said, "Doctor Liang, you're welcome."
Liang Xinying replied: "I'm not being polite, but remember to make an appointment next time you go to the doctor. Don't wave money around and ask people to come to work overtime in the middle of the night. You are not the only one in the world who is busy. I was just in medical school, understand?"
"Okay, see you next time, Jiahui, byebye."
Rong Jiahui stood beside the boss and waved goodbye: "Goodbye, Doctor Liang."
Zuo Shou followed where Liang Xinying moved, and when he saw her leaving the office, he touched his nose and said in a puzzled tone: "Boss, I agree that you spend 80,000 yuan on Jiahui's medical treatment, but do you really want to donate 100,000 yuan to the hospital?"
"Now the magazine company is really making money, with a lot of money coming in every month, but 100,000 yuan can buy a three-bedroom apartment in Yau Ma Tei!"
"You don't even have a job, yet you're trying to act like a rich philanthropist. Besides, Dr. Liang just now was not polite at all. One hundred thousand Hong Kong dollars couldn't buy her a laugh. How arrogant!"
Yin Zhaotang knew that if he did good deeds once or twice, his brothers would not understand or object, but if he did it three or four times and spent so much money, it would definitely cause confusion among his brothers.
But it doesn’t matter. If it happens eight or ten times, the brothers will get used to it sooner or later.
By then, hypocrisy will turn into true goodness, and seeing him will be like seeing a living Bodhisattva. Who would dare to persuade him?
"Let's go. Do you have to smile when you come to see a doctor? Are you going to the hospital or the dance hall? As long as Dr. Liang can cure my sister, his attitude doesn't matter."
"That 100,000 yuan was to repay Guan Gong. That night at the printing factory, I prayed for Ah Hao's safety."
"It's not easy to refuse to pay Master Guan's money."
This honest reason is actually very effective, because Hong Kong people believe in feng shui and gods. Who in the underworld, business and political circles dares not give face to Guan Erye?
Zuo Shou remembered that the last time the boss personally did something, he also burned incense and fulfilled a vow, and even Jiahui was brought back because of a vow. He immediately stopped persuading him, shrugged his shoulders, and said with a smile: "Boss, you are so sincere, if Guandi doesn't bless you, who will he bless?"
Yin Zhaotang thought that after a few times, his image as a devout believer would be established, and he wouldn't have to make any more excuses.
The two walked to the hospital entrance and saw Dr. Liang wearing a long skirt, opening the door and sitting in the driver's seat of a Mercedes-Benz.
He has a pair of slender legs with straight lines, and he always looks focused when doing things. He has a stern face, but is very charming. When he wears a white coat, he looks like an ascetic with black-framed glasses.
Zuoshou said slickly: "This girl is pretty and young, is she any good at medicine?"
Yin Zhaotang glanced at him and said, "You're well-maintained, but you're at least thirty years old, only your mother is a little younger, and you should be able to study until you graduate with a doctorate!"
Academics are based on talent, and a professor in his thirties is not necessarily worse than a professor in his fifties. Moreover, since he can be the head of the hearing center, his medical skills do not need to be criticized by him.
Just now, the flesh-colored stockings on Dr. Liang’s right leg got snagged, which shows how anxious she was when she went out.
There will be updates in the morning
(End of this chapter)