Chapter 50 Section 6 My "Trust" Introducer

My unannounced visit is far from over.I had to break into the medical care industry, understand their organizational structure and system, and understand how they colluded with black hospitals. I came to the provincial capital city, and after more than a week of observation, I learned that at any bus stop next to a large public hospital, there will be a large number of medical care gathered around the stop sign at around 12 noon every day.Doctors are different from passers-by. They often hold a book, a newspaper, or a medical record in their hands, or have empty hands with medical records in their pockets.Their eyes will always look left and right like thieves, observing whether everyone passing by is a patient.After 4 p.m., there will be obviously less traffic next to the bus stop sign, and the doctors and nurses have all gone back.

The working hours of the hospital are from 10:00 am to 4:00 pm, and 12:00 noon is the peak time for going to work.Yituo's fraud targets are all foreigners.Outsiders can only come to the hospital around 10:00 in the morning, and have to go back early at 4:00 in the afternoon.At 12:00 noon, the hospital was closed, and all the nurses were dispatched. Yito is observing the patients, and I am observing Yito.The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole follows behind. My target was an old lady in her 60s. The old lady has white hair, is short in stature, and looks like she has been through many vicissitudes.Her face was full of bitterness and hatred, densely wrinkled, and dark skin, like a character in a large clay sculpture "Rent Collection Yard".Such a face of working people can win people's trust.

The old lady spoke authentic Henan dialect.She would only show up at 12 noon every day, sitting on the low garden wall next to the tertiary hospital, her eyes rolling around, and tremblingly took out a bag from her trousers pocket when she saw someone who was suspected of being a patient passing by. This crumpled medical record asked the suspected patient: "Comrade, excuse me, how do I get to this hospital?" The hospital she was talking about was a private black hospital.And the medical record in her hand had the name of this black hospital written on it. If you strike up a conversation with her, the old lady starts booing you.Such a kind old face makes people unsuspecting.You will tell everything about yourself, your illness, your worries, and your pain; while she listens patiently like an old grandmother, and then recommends you the hospital written in her medical record.She said that she had been treated in this hospital for a period of time, and her body recovered well, and she came here for a physical reexamination today.If you believe it, she will take you all the time, asking all the way, towards the direction of this black hospital; if you don't believe it, she will hand you over to the next medical care.

Here, it is not uncommon for a 60-year-old lady to do medical care, and there are also children under 10 years old who do medical care.Once, I also saw a child carrying a schoolbag, with a childish face, following behind a middle-aged woman.A middle-aged woman said to a patient: "The child took a course of medicine, and all the symptoms disappeared." Here, if you suffer from any disease, the doctor will tell you that you or your family members also suffer from this disease; if you say which province you are from, the doctor will also tell you which province you are from.When a fellow countryman sees a fellow countryman, his eyes are full of tears, and he is away from home. If you don’t trust the fellow countryman, who else can you trust?And only after you are deceived by the so-called fellow villagers will you understand that when fellow villagers see fellow villagers, they use black guns behind their backs.

I have followed the conversations of nurses.When Yituo and Yituo are together, they can speak Henan dialect, Sichuan dialect and Hunan dialect to each other.Later I learned that near this public hospital, the Henan Gang, the Sichuan Gang, and the Hunan Gang were active.There are often wars between each gang to compete for patients.Sichuanese are from Nanchong, while Hunanese are from Hengyang. The nurses talk around the hospital and never say anything about the hospital and medical treatment.This is their statute. I can also speak Henan dialect, so I decided to use the old lady as a breakthrough point.

On that street, I was a trash picker.I was carrying a big plastic woven bag, which contained drink bottles and waste newspapers and leaflets thrown on the ground by others.I walk this street twice a day.They knew me picking up trash as much as I knew them. One day, I saw the old lady holding a half bottle of green tea in her hand.I just followed her and said in Henan dialect, "Grandma, give me the bottle after you finish drinking." The old lady was very surprised, she asked me: "Henan people?" I smiled innocently, nodded, and asked her, "Where is grandma from?"

She said she was from Luoyang, and I quickly said that I was also from Luoyang.I remember that when I was traveling many years ago, I went to Wangcheng Park in Luoyang and said that my home was near Wangcheng Park. The old lady said: "You have a park there, you must be from the city." I said, "People in cities are not as good as people in rural areas now. People in rural areas still have land, and people in cities have nothing." The old lady smiled with her toothless mouth open.Later, I regarded myself as the little fellow of the old lady.I introduced the environment around the city's railway station to the old lady, but I didn't expect the old lady to be more familiar with it than me.

She said she had been in the city for many years. Many years ago, the old lady was engaged in a change business near the train station. Every day at dusk, when the vegetable market next to the train station was about to close, a middle-aged woman would appear.She used a dilapidated package to wrap a lot of change, and exchanged the change for the whole money of the stall owner, and these meat stalls and vegetable stalls could not open the next day without change.The old lady also came, and she also exchanged change from the middle-aged woman. She gave the middle-aged woman a hundred yuan bill, and the middle-aged woman gave her 98 yuan.At that time, the old lady had no money, and she could only exchange two or three hundred yuan each time.

The next day, the old lady came to the bus stop next to the train station, holding a map and a card that said "exchange change" in her hand. If a foreigner wants to buy a map, give the old lady 10 yuan , the old lady will give you 4 yuan, and a map is priced at 5 yuan; if you exchange it with 10 yuan, the old lady will give you nine one-yuan notes.Many people who are in a hurry will not pay attention to the loss of one yuan. Even if you notice, the old lady will say confidently: "I am in this business. It is convenient for you. Let me make some money." Together with this old lady, there are some old people from Henan who are doing change business at the bus station next to the train station.

Later, a fellow from the same village came to the old lady and said, "How much money can you make by doing this? Why don't you just follow us." The old lady followed the fellow, only to find out that she was asked to do medical care. However, doing medical care business is dozens of times more profitable than doing change business. Once, I met an old lady on that street again.The old lady looked away from the pedestrians who were coming towards her, and looked for those who wanted to see a doctor in the crowd.I said to the old lady, "I want to treat you to a meal." The old lady smiled and said, "That's so embarrassing." There was surprise in her eyes, and her eyes told me that she had agreed, and she was very excited .

The average old lady likes to take advantage of it.This is why I chose the old lady as a breakthrough. We walked into a Lanzhou ramen restaurant down the street and found a table near the window.The boss came over, wearing a white beanie, and asked in a thick nasal voice, "What do you want?" The boss is from the Hui nationality, and many people who run Lanzhou ramen restaurants are from the Hui nationality.But none of them are from Lanzhou, but from Hualong, Qinghai.It is said that 90% of the Lanzhou ramen restaurants that are blooming all over the country are run by Hualong people. The old lady said: "Here comes the beef noodles." Then, she looked at me carefully, and I pretended not to pay attention to her, and she added to the boss: "Another serving of beef." I am secretly amused. I started to talk about the family life with her, talking about the customs and customs of our place, but it was actually the customs and customs of her place.I like books on human geography. I know a thing or two about the landscapes, customs and customs of any region in China. Suddenly, the old lady saw a tall woman through the glass window.She stood up, ran to the door with small steps, pulled the woman in, and introduced to me: "This is my niece, she just came here the day before yesterday." Her niece was shy, fingering the hem of her clothes, red trousers and green jacket, with a stout figure, she looked like a woman from the countryside.She glanced at me, lowered her head a little shyly, then looked up at me pretending to be casual, with joy on her face.When she met my gaze, she quickly lowered her head again, a blush appeared on her face. The old lady asked the woman, "Have you eaten?" The woman said, "Not yet." The old lady said: "Sit down." Then she took the lead and sat down, and the woman also sat down shyly.The old lady glanced at me and saw that I looked normal, so she said to the woman: "You can also eat here." The woman looked at me and said nothing.I stared out the window, pretending to be thinking.The old lady called the boss: "Add another bowl of beef noodles." The woman looked at me carefully, but said nothing.I quickly cooperated and said: "Yes, I haven't eaten, so I will eat some here." The old lady went on to talk about things in their hometown.She speaks very fast, and the expression on her face is ever-changing. It can be seen that she must have been a fierce woman when she was young.She said that the countryside is miserable. When harvesting wheat in summer, people can be hot to death; the mature wheat field can't be seen at a glance; one person occupies a few rows and harvests forward, and when he bends down, he can't see people, only his buttocks ;When she straightened her waist, her waist was about to break...She stopped talking suddenly, and said to the woman: "This is your brother Li, he lives in the city." The woman's eyes brightened: "In the city? Then you didn't experience hardship when you were a child?" People in their area call suffering suffering. I nodded, pretending to be from the city. The woman said: "The people in the city are good, I will definitely marry in the city in the future." After speaking, she realized that she had slipped her words again, and quickly stuck out her tongue. Two foreigners walked into the Lanzhou ramen restaurant, both male and tall.They were wearing short-sleeved T-shirts, and after chatting to the boss, they spread their arms, shrugged their shoulders, and left. The woman's eyes kept staring at the two foreigners, the curiosity and astonishment in her eyes was like Zhu Bajie coming to the country of daughters.After the foreigner left, she chased all the way to the door, until the foreigner's figure disappeared into the crowd, and she came back feeling disappointed. She said to the old lady with emotion: "Auntie, those two foreigners just now are so tall, with hair on their arms and legs, exactly like monkeys, I'm afraid they won't be able to marry a wife." The old lady said solemnly: "How can there be no daughter-in-law? The foreigners are rich. How much does it cost to travel to our country from them? Don't even think about it. If the family is rich, the daughters are vying to marry. .” The woman had a look of sudden realization on her face: "Oh, no wonder people come in and leave again. They don't like our beef noodles. I think people eat mutton noodles every day. Mutton noodles are delicious and expensive!" The old lady said contemptuously: "It's nonsense, foreigners don't eat mutton noodles, they eat mutton skewers every day. They don't drink tea, they drink milk every day." The woman clicked her tongue in admiration, as if she saw foreigners eating mutton skewers and drinking milk.After a while, she seemed to think of something again, so she asked the old lady: "Auntie, I am afraid that every family of foreigners raises several cows. They are richer than us, and I think a family should raise at least two cows." The old lady looked at me secretly, worried that I would laugh at her niece.She plausibly said: "Foreigners don't use cattle to plow land, they use horses. These days, Hummers are being talked about on TV every day. This kind of horse plows the land much faster than cattle." I suppressed it and didn't laugh.The boss brought beef ramen, and he also heard the conversation just now.He bit his lip hard, held back his laughter, and turned his head away. The woman who just came to the city from the countryside was still chattering. She asked, "Their country is so rich, why did they come to our country?" The old lady said: "Show yourself, didn't you see that you don't even eat beef noodles? Let's earn money, go to the United States when we have money, win glory for the country, eat mutton skewers every day, and feed the dogs if we can't finish it; Buy milk, buy two bowls for a meal, drink one bowl, pour one bowl." When the woman ate the noodles, the soup splashed all over, and the sound of snoring was very coherent, like the sound of old people smoking hookah in those years.The woman buried her head in her meal, looking very devoted and caring about nothing else.The old lady kept looking at me secretly, worried that I would laugh at her niece, but I pretended not to notice. After the woman finished eating a bowl of noodles, she wiped the chili oil from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, and the back of her hand became greasy.The old lady pushed the toilet paper on the table in front of her: "Wipe your mouth with paper, people in the city use paper, don't use the back of your hand anymore." The woman said stubbornly: "The paper is used to wipe the buttocks. Such a good paper to wipe the mouth is a waste. This roll of toilet paper costs at least one yuan." The old lady has very few teeth, and the only two front teeth have become loose after 60 years of wear and tear.When she opened her mouth to speak, her two front teeth were crumbling, and eating was even more difficult.In order to accompany the old lady, I also ate very slowly. Only the woman ate like a storm, and she burst into tears.She smacked her lips happily, still wanting more. The old lady said: "One more bowl, you are not full, eat as much as you want." After she finished speaking, she glanced at me quietly again, because I paid for the meal. I yelled: "Boss, have another bowl." The woman smiled and looked at me with bright eyes.I have never seen a woman with such a big appetite. While eating, a man and a woman came in outside the door, speaking Sichuan dialect.They also come for noodles.The customers of all the restaurants on this street are mainly medical care.There are more people in medical care than pedestrians, because there is a public tertiary hospital next to it. They sat next to us and didn't shy away from us in the conversation.Having worked in medical care for many years has given them sharp eyes.They can tell at a glance whether you are a patient or a pedestrian. The man said, "I'm going back next month to build a house for my family." The woman said, "Didn't you just build a house the year before last? Why did you build it again this year?" I heard from the conversation that they were not husband and wife, they were a pair of temporary partners. The man said: "The house has been built for two years, and the neighbor renovated their house. The newly built house is much taller than mine. I couldn't swallow my breath. I knocked it down and built it again. This time it was higher than his house. He has the ability to take away their new house. I guess he doesn't have the ability, he doesn't have as much money as me." The woman asked: "Which neighbor is it? It's Guangcai's family? How can he be a bacon seller compared to you." The man proudly said: "That's right, I can beat him to death with money." Judging from the content of the conversation, this pair of men and women may be from the same village. They were talking when the man's cell phone rang suddenly.He took it out to answer for a while, hummed twice, then hung up.He said to the woman: "Someone is here, I'll go and see first. You order food, put it on the table when it comes, and I'll be back soon." The woman asked, "Do you want me to go?" The man said, "I'll take a look at it alone, and come back if you can't figure it out." This is a pair of medical care. After the man walked out, the woman was playing with her mobile phone alone, not knowing who to send text messages to, with an ambiguous smile on her face all the time.After a few minutes, three men and two women walked in outside the door. Some were old and some were young. I don't know what the relationship was.They spoke with a Hunan accent. A woman spoke first: "How was the market last night?" A man with very small eyes said: "I lost, I lost more than 3,000." Another man with a big nose said: "You play with Lao Hu, you can beat him? I heard that he can steal cards." Little Eyes said: "It's possible, why else can he win whoever plays with him?" Another woman said: "Stop gambling, what good is gambling? Hurry up and get married." Little Eyes said: "The money for the wedding has been prepared long ago. If the woman's family wants a car, they will buy a Beijing Hyundai. The woman's family said to make the wedding bigger, so I will set up a long banquet. If there are a hundred tables in the village, who will come?" Who will eat, the flowing water mat. Is this enough face?" Big Nose said, "How much will it cost? How much can you accept as a gift?" Small eyes said: "What kind of gift are you receiving? It's free, I don't care about money." The little boy who had been sitting on the stool said to the first woman, "Mom, I'm hungry." The first woman yelled at the kitchen: "What's going on? It hasn't recovered after so long?" The boss promised in the kitchen: "Hurry up soon." As soon as the noodles at the Sichuan woman's table were served, the Sichuan man came back.He said harshly to the woman: "You son of a bitch, I've been talking for a long time, but he didn't say a word." The two Hunan men obviously knew the Sichuan man.They brought the soy sauce, vinegar and chili oil from the Sichuan man's table to their own table, squinting at the Sichuan man with provocative eyes.The Sichuan man didn't dare to say a word, he finished his bowl of bland noodles with a sip, and dragged the Sichuan woman away. Looking at the Sichuan man with small eyes, he said to the others: "Damn it, if he dares to be unconvinced today, I will beat him. Last time I took the guest away from me." It turned out that these five Hunan men and women were also in medical care. After we finished our meal, we walked out of the Lanzhou Ramen Restaurant.The sky was still clear just now, but now the raindrops are falling, and there are fewer pedestrians on the street.We hid from the rain in an abandoned building.The raindrops hit the surroundings of the building, stirring up a bubble of ups and downs.There was a musty smell in the air. I deliberately asked the old lady: "What do you do for work? How do you live?" The old lady said, "I act as an intermediary for others." I asked, "What agency?" The old lady said: "Many foreigners come to the city to see a doctor and don't know the way. I will guide them and earn some travel expenses." The old lady said again: "There is a good doctor in that hospital. There are pennants hanging all over the wall, and he is still a professor and expert. It's just that the terrain is a little bit off, and no one knows." The old lady spoke very sincerely, not like lying at all.She didn't know that she was a medical care provider and was being used by others. While we were talking, a middle-aged man ran in from outside, his hair and clothes on his shoulders were wet.He was wearing a suit, and the suit looked fairly sharp.Those who wore suits in those years were all rich people, all of them were imposing and imposing, and they walked with swagger and manners; but now, the rich people are no longer as flamboyant as they were in those years, and they wear casual clothes instead.Especially in this city where rich people gather, the person who is bare-chested, drinking draft beer, and gnawing pig's trotters by your side at night may be a billionaire.I have seen such people more than once. They sat at the greasy table by the sea, ate a plate of fried snails or steamed shrimp that cost more than ten yuan, and then patted their round bellies and got into Mercedes-Benz and BMW. The man pulled the hem of his suit down to make it look more like a suit.He looked at me with haughty eyes.Seeing that the clothes on my body cost tens of yuan a piece, he let out a moan, and then stood directly beside me.His wet shoulders pushed me under the eaves. I looked at him a little angrily.He still looked at me with that condescending gaze, as if a teacher were looking at a primary school student who failed an exam and was lying.I looked at this stupid and self-satisfied face, and swallowed the words again.Reason can only be explained to those who understand it, and if you explain it to someone who does not understand it, it is like playing the piano to a cow. Both the old lady and the woman knew this middle-aged man.From the moment the man walked in, they looked at him in awe.That look was a little grateful, but also a little apprehensive.The middle-aged man said to them, "How are you doing recently? Are you still used to it?" The tone was like a leader visiting a nursing home to visit the poor. The old lady nodded quickly, and the woman also nodded dully. The middle-aged man looked at the more and more intense raindrops outside the door, and said in a drawn-out voice, "This rain—it seems like it won't stop for a while. I'm thinking whether to ask the driver to bring my special car." The old lady said, "Yes, it can't be stopped, it can't be stopped." The middle-aged man said again in a detached tone: "Spring rain is as expensive as oil. This kind of rain is very beneficial to crops. Brother farmers should be very happy." He forgot that it is not spring, but autumn; The crops are not called crops, they are called crops, and crops belong to written language; he likes to use "well" when speaking, just like a leader is giving a long report. I don't know what this guy does, but he's definitely a poser. The middle-aged man asked me again in a dignified tone like a leader: "What do you do?" I didn't bother to care about him and looked outside the door.This kind of pretentious person is like dog skin plaster, the more you pay attention to him, the more proud he is.These people have high self-esteem and self-inflated. They regard themselves as the people who turn the world around and point the country.Wearing a broken sack on their body will also produce the feeling of wearing Pierre Cardin.This kind of person doesn't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, and the food is delicious and the fart is smelly. I didn't answer, but the old lady did.She flatteringly said to the middle-aged man, "It's our fellow." The middle-aged man seemed to be self-centered and said: "The recent form of struggle is relatively complicated, but our future is bright and the road is tortuous. I believe we can win the final victory." His eyes looked at the Outside the door, it seems to be looking at the distant mountains and rivers. The rain stopped after a while, and the middle-aged man pulled the hem of his clothes again, and walked out with his head held high.When he walked, his limbs were stiff, and his arms moved in a rigid manner, like a mummy.He thought it was very elegant. The middle-aged man walked away, and I said to the old lady: "Auntie, I will follow you. It doesn't matter if you pay less. Garbage is getting cheaper and cheaper, and a bottle is only 5 cents. I will work for you." The old lady said, "I'll try to tell you." At dusk that day, I came to the Xinhua Bookstore and stood in front of the bookshelves to "catch up" on the geographical knowledge and customs of Henan.I was worried that after breaking into the black doctor, I would show my flaws because I didn't understand the relevant knowledge of Henan. The next afternoon, I saw the old lady again.The old lady said happily: "I told them, and they promised to have you." I asked, "So when do I start working?" The old lady carefully took out a small note from her pocket."He asked you to make this call," she said. I don't know who this "he" is in her mouth.I asked the old lady, and the old lady said, "You can find out by calling." I called and it was a man's voice.He first coughed twice majesticly, and then spoke to me in a thick voice that he tried his best to pretend.Almost every sentence he said contained "the" and "well", which made people sound very unnatural - it turned out that he was pretending to be a criminal. The pretender said: "Wait for me there, I will arrive soon." A few minutes later, the pretender "arrived" on foot.He took me to the abandoned building where I took shelter from the rain yesterday, took out a piece of paper from a black leather bag on my back, and handed it to me. I took a look and saw the "Registration Form for Hiring Employees of Science and Trade Company" printed on the paper.Unexpectedly, to enter a medical care group, you have to register and fill out forms, just like entering a multinational company. Like the traditional application form, there are names, home addresses, contact information, family members, etc. on it. In addition, this form also includes relevant knowledge such as favorite snacks, tourist attractions around the hometown, etc.I think this may be a purposely added question to see if you are lying. The poser handed me a tube of writing pen, and I filled it out in no time.I wrote in the column of favorite snacks: stewed noodles, Hu spicy soup, these are unique snacks from Henan; I wrote in the column of surrounding attractions: White Horse Temple, Longmen Grottoes, Wangcheng Park, these are my books As seen on the website, it belongs to the scenic spots in Luoyang area. The pretender took the "recruitment form" and said, "You wait for the notification. If you are admitted, someone will contact you." For the next three days, I did not wait for the notice. Every day I diligently picked up garbage on that street and around the street, and then carried it to a nearby garbage collection point to sell.I lived in a ten-yuan-a-day small hotel at night, smoking low-quality cigarettes, digging my fingernails, and swearing at my mother with a group of low-level people from all over the world who also lived here. On the second night after handing over the "Recruitment Form" to the pretender, a person who also spoke a Henan accent lived in the hostel, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and wicked eyebrows.He seemed to be very enthusiastic, talked a lot, nagging, and seemed to understand nothing, and asked me everything. At that time, I hated him very much, not only because of his appearance, but also because of his "hot and sticky" character.When he talks, he will stick to you, his mouth without brushing his teeth will face you, he doesn’t care if you are happy or not, he always talks to himself, he doesn’t care if you hate him or not, he will stick to you .This kind of person is called "no wink" by the rural people in the north, and they can't tell that the eyebrows are high and the eyes are low. However, I am a person with a very good personality, and I seldom lose my temper with others. Although I have a lot of reluctance in my heart, I will not embarrass others on the surface.At that time, I took the trouble to explain to him, and sold him the customs and customs of Henan that I learned at the Xinhua Bookstore that evening... As I was talking, a sudden tremor ran down my spine: Who is this person?Why is he asking this? Monkey Cheek left on the third morning.