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Chapter 1312: Chapter 1167: There Are Still Many Good People (Please Subscribe!)
After getting in the car,
Mi Hao noticed
the interior design was quite distinctive.
Made of genuine materials, many details were done in a way that made one feel at ease. Mi Hao used to own a car, also a car enthusiast, bought for over two hundred thousand, but for his daughter’s treatment, he had to sell it.
After his wife’s accident,
his daughter became his everything. 𝚗ov𝚙𝚞𝚋.c𝚘m
"This car is really nice," Mi Hao praised.
Hearing someone compliment his car,
Rong Wei couldn’t help but feel pleased, "It’s alright."
"How much was it on the road?" Mi Hao asked curiously.
Rong Wei said, "A little over one hundred and ten thousand Asia Dollars."
"Then the cost-performance ratio is quite high," Mi Hao nodded.
"The main reason is that its importation is duty-free, and with our purchase subsidy, I was able to get this price. In Huaxia, the selling price, I believe, is around one hundred and seventy thousand," Rong Wei said.
One hundred and ten thousand.
Relatively speaking,
it was indeed not expensive.
His father paid in full.
Rong Wei’s wages weren’t high,
but he enjoyed quite a few benefits, with the car purchase subsidy being one of them. For an ordinary person from Myanmar, it would cost them almost one or two thousand more Asia Dollars. The reason for the subsidy was rather... speechless for him.
---After enjoying this subsidy, the reimbursement for commuting transportation costs would be canceled, which is, to say, it was like an advance on the commuting transportation allowance for many future years.
Therefore,
this policy wasn’t really ’benefits’, it just appeared to be benefits. However, everyone was content, as the Myanmar Economic Zone was a young institution.
Just coming out of chaos,
they had begun to lead better lives.
In the past,
there were no cement roads here; people lived in earthen houses and wooden huts, and they had to cross mountains for travel. Now, all of this, for those who had lived under that kind of high pressure and uncertainty,
was already extreme happiness.
One
must be content.
Wanting more
is the root of all troubles.
...
About ten minutes later,
the car arrived at the Rescue Center.
At this moment,
there were already many people moving around in the yard, mainly from neighboring countries. Considering the reason of skin color, which might cause habituation issues, three Rescue Centers were just enough to segregate them.
If not enough,
they would have to live together.
Rong Wei also knew that all hospitals across Myanmar now had the same equipment as the Central Hospital, but not all places in Myanmar had an airport, and people believed in big hospitals, big cities.
This was what caused the accommodation issues in a few major cities.
Based on Myanmar’s overall reception capacity,
these people
would not have created such a situation. If this situation persists and the Rescue Centers are not enough, the Myanmar Medical Group will definitely enforce a mandatory diversion, like for Mi Hao and his daughter.
After their examination here,
they could actually receive treatment at any hospital above the town level across Myanmar, since now all Myanmar medical institutions are integrated by the Myanmar Medical Group, there are no medical interest conflicts amongst different regions.
Everyone is the same,
the same treatment plan,
the same medicine.
...
After parking the car,
Rong Wei led Mi Hao and his daughter inside.
Arriving at the entrance, Mi Hao saw Rong Wei greeting the Security Guards at the door; they seemed quite familiar. Mi Hao understood, within the same system, of course, everyone is an acquaintance.
Handing over the passport,
registering.
Then,
Mi Hao got a room card, numbered 3112, in his hand.
"I’ll be leaving now, if you need anything, just find the security guard here." Rong Wei was returning home via this route as his home was actually inside the city, but today was his father’s birthday, and he needed to make a trip back to the village.
Mi Hao expressed his gratitude once again.
There were still good people around.
Being in a foreign land, encountering such a warm-hearted person was a fortunate event. He had even prepared to give Rong Wei some money in the car earlier as a token of thanks, but Rong Wei sternly refused and gave him a significant lecture.
To sum it up,
--- "Here, do not give money to any public official, nor dare any public official accept such money. In this regard, there is a zero-tolerance policy in place, with no ambiguity."
Those who dare to defy,
are made into examples.
Never to be employed again.
They would find themselves ostracized by the Myanmar Group enterprises, and their personal credit would be affected too. By now, not only the Myanmar Economic Zone but also public institutions and enterprises throughout Myanmar, restrict the employment of such individuals.
Therefore,
for Rong Wei,
Mi Hao felt truly thankful.
"Let’s go, I’ll take you to your room," said the person from the Rescue Center with a smile, after Rong Wei had left.
"Okay."
Following the person,
Mi Hao arrived at a large building in the back. Along the way, the staff introduced him to the various facilities here - dining, exercising, emergency medical care. To Mi Hao’s delight, he also heard some news,
’The higher-ups are considering setting up a treatment point inside the Rescue Center to save you the trouble of running back and forth.’
Upon reaching the third Dormitory building.
As the father and daughter had applied early, they were assigned a room on the first floor; the corridor was in the middle, with doors on both sides, resembling a hotel. Swiping the room card through the scanner, they heard a clicking sound.
The staff pushed the door and entered.
Mi Hao entered carrying his daughter.
He was a bit stunned.
Contrary to his expectations of bunk beds, it was a small single room, quite tiny, but it came with a separate toilet. The space was not large, but it was private, and there was a TV on the wall.
"Since you have a child, we’ve arranged this type of single room for you, specially designed for those who cannot stay in communal dormitories. You’ve applied to stay for thirty days, and the lodging fee is thirty yuan per day..."
Just like at the hospital.
You can settle the payment before you leave or prepay. This made Mi Hao somewhat admire the generosity of the people here; they seemed not to be in any hurry about collecting money, completely leaving it up to them to manage.
This price,
satisfied Mi Hao greatly. If he were to stay at a hotel in the city center or its periphery, it would cost at least eighty yuan per day. Thirty yuan per day was indeed a good deal. At that moment, the staff handed him a bracelet.
"Sir, I need to put this on your daughter."
"What is this?" Mi Hao asked.
"A Health Bracelet. It used to be mainly worn while hospitalized, but since you’re staying here, which is almost like being in the hospital, we need to consider the safety of the patients, so she needs to wear this."
"It has a simple functionality – life monitoring. If there’s an emergency with the patient, we’ll receive the information immediately, and in no later than three minutes, someone can be here," the staff explained.
Upon hearing this,
Mi Hao quickly took it and put it on his daughter’s right hand, following the instructions.
"It’s getting late; you should rest early."
"Thank you for your help."
"You’re welcome."
After the staff left,
Mi Hao set down his luggage and looked around the room, feeling a great sense of relief. For the next month, they would not have to sleep on the streets, and he hoped that this would be the last time he had to seek medical treatment for his daughter.
The father and daughter had been traveling for a day.
And soon,
they fell asleep.
...
At the Myanmar Medical Group Headquarters,
in the Health Monitoring Center,
on the large screen,
data flashed by.
For everyone wearing a bracelet, data was transmitted here in real-time for monitoring. If there were signs of danger, the on-duty doctor would be immediately notified to check. As comprehensive examinations had been done previously,
in theory,
those not hospitalized
were highly unlikely to suddenly pass away.
