"Chu Jun, Miaomiao's transfer procedures have been completed. We have moved in now." After Muyin settled her daughter, she breathed a sigh of relief and walked out of one of the few single VIP wards in the department.
I made a call to Fang Chujun.
"It's good to have settled in. How is Miaomiao doing now? I won't be able to come over to see her for a while, and I have to work overtime for a meeting in the evening." Fang Chujun said with a hint of fatigue in his tone.
"I've gone to bed. I'm a little sad. I still don't feel much in my feet. Besides, Miaomiao also knows the news of Liangyue's death and Zhou Zhou's current condition. He's very sad now." Muyin hurriedly told Fang Chujun the news.
Then he immediately explained: "Miaomiao insisted on asking, so I told her. As you know, her temper has always been stubborn."
"Everyone has misfortunes and misfortunes. No one can predict such a thing. And the matter has been verified clearly. This is an accident. The responsible party may still be on Miaomiao's side. They were speeding. The large truck is driving normally and avoids the left side.
When overtaking, he did not enter the right lane." On the other end, Fang Chujun's expression was complicated.
He couldn't find a special reason for this kind of thing, and the driver was not his daughter, so he felt a little aggrieved.
"Chu Jun, I heard that Dr. Zhou has a really bad temper. He even rejected Uncle Pin's phone invitation. Now, Uncle Pin seems to be doing nothing."
"Tell me, what is the origin of this Zhou Cheng? He has such a bad temper. If he really doesn't care about Miao Miao when the time comes, what should we do? Should we transfer to Shashi in advance and just wait here? It's not a good idea.
What happened?" Muyin became worried again.
She was really surprised. She and Fang Chujun had kindly advised her many times that it would be fine if Zhou Cheng couldn't get enough food and salt. Even that relative was hospitalized for surgery, which was only more than two hours away by car.
Rejected.
How handsome he is. Compared with that person, Fang Chujun's position is really not impressive enough.
If this is the case, then he will shirk his daughter's condition later. The leg was transplanted but has no function. Isn't this completely useless?
"I don't know. Let's not ask about this. Just do your own thing. Don't deliberately disturb anyone. As for the transfer to Shashi, we should wait for Director Lu's opinion."
"Xu Kairan has been in contact with Dr. Zhou many times before, and may have said something to him. For us, Fang Miaomiao is very important, but for Dr. Zhou, maybe he may not be able to understand it," Fang Chujun said.
Muyin began to feel a little unhappy and said, "What does this have to do with him? He still wants to judge right and wrong?"
"Don't get excited. I didn't say that I had to talk about right or wrong, nor did I say it was none of his business! Calm down, we are the ones asking for help now, don't play with your temper." Fang Chujun explained a few more words, and then stopped.
Too much to say.
After Muyin hung up the phone, she still felt uneasy, so she went to the doctor's office again and asked the doctor on duty: "Dr. Huang, has Dr. Zhou from your department returned to Changshi?"
"Well, Miaomiao's mother, I really don't know. We are not in the same group. Logically speaking, Dr. Zhou will attend the outpatient clinic tomorrow. At this time today, he should be in Chang City." The doctor named Dr. Huang, wearing white
He was very helpless.
In front of Muyin, even if he was ten thousand impatient, he would not dare to get angry.
"Can you call Dr. Zhou and ask what he means? After all, we, Miaomiao, are his surgical patients, and he may also be concerned about it." In order for Fang Miaomiao to recover as soon as possible, Muyin hopes that Zhou Cheng can visit more often.
A few glances.
Zhou Cheng had only been in the ICU once for so many days, which made her feel very unhappy.
"Well, I'm sorry, Dr. Zhou is the instructor of our department, our superior physician, and not from our hospital. I really don't have his contact information! He may come to the ward tomorrow morning, or he may just go directly
I went to the outpatient clinic." Dr. Huang still patiently explained his helplessness.
"Do you really not know Dr. Zhou's contact information? Then do you know which doctor knows it? Can you give me their phone number? I am really worried about my daughter's condition. I think Dr. Zhou can understand.
Yes, he came to take a look, and I have some confidence..."
"Our director, Director Quan Zhuolin, may know." Dr. Huang had no choice but to say this.
"Thank you then. I'll call Director Quan and ask." Muyin did not continue to embarrass Dr. Huang, but Ruo turned around and walked out of the doctor's office.
She had never been treated like this before, whether she came to Changshi No. 1 Hospital or Changshi Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. There was no doctor who did surgery who didn't come to see the patient.
Usually, she doesn't need to take the initiative to mention it, and someone will take the initiative to greet her. Once or twice a day, whether it is weekends or evenings, that is normal.
Suddenly, this doctor named Dr. Zhou couldn't believe it, and she couldn't believe that the other person could really have such a big arrogance.
After finding Quan Zhuolin's phone number, Muyin dialed it.
"Hello, Mrs. Fang." Quan Zhuolin was very polite.
"Director Quan, hello, I have something to ask you. Is it convenient for you?" Muyin spoke in a polite manner, not hitting the smiling person. She gave Quan Zhuolin face, so that the other party would do it.
More willing to help.
"Mrs. Fang, I know what you mean, but Dr. Zhou is really not a doctor in our hospital. He is an instructor. He has gone back to his hometown. There is no use for you to find me or Director Lu." Quan Zhuolin was at this moment.
His mood was extremely complicated. If Muyin was not Muyin, he would have hung up the phone directly.
"Director Quan, I know everything you said. I'm just worried about my daughter's condition. Can you give me a call and ask Dr. Zhou what he means? Maybe he is also worried about Miaomiao's condition? I really miss Zhou.
The doctor is here to take a look at the specific situation."
"She is awake now, but she can't feel her legs. She is very sad. As a mother, I am also very sad and want to help her, but I am not a professional." Muyin's tone was a little more anxious.
Still a little aggrieved.
Quan Zhuolin has the urge to strangle Muyin to death. If Zhou Cheng was worried about your daughter's condition, he would have been here long ago. I'll call him and ask. What am I asking? Ask him if he wants to come over and let me go.
Do you think this is a bad person?
"Miaomiao Mom, I can understand your mood very well, but for this matter, he just..."
"Think about it, Dr. Zhou is just the instructor of our hospital. When an emergency occurred, he came to help as a favor. If he didn't come, it was his duty. He doesn't need to take on the emergency first aid duties."
"It's very difficult for us to be like this." Quan Zhuolin made it very clear. Helping is a favor, not helping is a duty.
Quan Zhuolin even wanted to say, isn't your family alleviating poverty? If there is a family that you help now, and they bite you to death and you have to help to the end at all times, would it bother you?
But Quan Zhuolin didn't dare to say this.
"Director Quan, I really need to trouble you to help me ask. I really have no choice. I am not at ease. I beg you, Director Quan." Muyin's tone was stern, with a kind of sternness.
The smell of menace is in it.
Quan Zhuolin clenched his fists and said calmly: "In that case, if I call and ask, Doctor Zhou may not be able to agree."
"Thank you, Director Quan. You and Dr. Zhou are both colleagues in the department. If you are willing to talk, he will definitely come." Muyin continued to support Quan Zhuolin, wishing that Quan Zhuolin was Zhou Cheng.
Like his superior, he can give orders to Zhou Cheng at any time.
"I can only try my best." Quan Zhuolin replied.
After hanging up the phone, he silently returned to the study room and cursed: "Mahler Gobi! What the hell? Cio."
But despite the criticism, Zhou Cheng did not belong to Chang Shi's circle, but he couldn't. After thinking about it, he dialed Zhou Cheng's number.
Zhou Cheng was having a dinner party at the moment, having a great time with Lu Bin and others.
When he saw Quan Zhuolin's call, he took the call without putting any precautions. However, after hearing what Quan Zhuolin said, Zhou Cheng asked, "Does it have to be now? Director Quan, I'm eating now."
"Dr. Zhou, I'm really sorry for bothering you. There's nothing I can do about it. Fang Miaomiao's mother called me. I..." Quan Zhuolin explained quickly.
"Then you can tell her something. Just say that I am eating. When I go to work tomorrow, I will try to go to the ward to have a look before I hand over my shift in the morning. After all, the patient has come to our department." Zhou Cheng knew Quanzhuo.
The embarrassment of Lin, Lu Bin and others.
When Quan Zhuolin heard this, he was immediately overjoyed: "Thank you, Doctor Zhou, then I won't disturb your meal."
After Quan Zhuolin hung up the phone, he politely replied to Muyin again and relayed what Zhou Cheng meant.
Muyin said: "Director Quan, Dr. Zhou won't come until tomorrow morning? Can't he come to the department after dinner today? If you don't want to call me and ask, I know that Director Quan, you will definitely be able to tell me.
Move Dr. Zhou.”
"But now Dr. Zhou is having a meal. It's very late after eating. Besides, Dr. Zhou drank alcohol. In this state, he is not suitable for clinical practice." Quan Zhuolin avoided it.
"It's okay if you drink. It's normal. Director Quan, please help me ask again. I'm really worried. It's been several days since Dr. Zhou saw my daughter last time, but there's still no response.
."
"Director Quan, I'm worried too. My husband will be here later. Director Quan, I'll leave it to you to help me ask. Just tell Dr. Zhou, please do me a favor. Come on."
It would be nice to take a look at it and give us some peace of mind," Muyin said.
"My husband has to go to work tomorrow, and I have taken more than a week's leave. It's hard to take another leave." Muyin continued to talk about his difficulties.
"Miaomiao mother, I can't help you anymore. Doctor Zhou said that he had been drinking and is no longer suitable for clinical practice. If I ask again, it will appear that I don't understand the rules. Doctor Zhou said tomorrow
If I come to see you before my shift ends in the morning, I will definitely come over." Quan Zhuolin's scalp was numb, but he still returned patiently.
You think everyone is your family doctor or nanny, and at this time, they still want to see your daughter.
Muyin started to get irritated: "Director Quan, how long have I been waiting in the ward? We have been waiting for Dr. Zhou. He was not in Chang City before, but he is back now. Please give me a call.
Ask what’s wrong?”
"He lives near the hospital, and he just dropped by. Director Quan, I'm not being pushy, right? I'm not asking him to come see me every day. When I come to your department, there's nothing your department can do to help me, so you call me
what to do?"
If anyone else had said this, Quan Zhuolin would definitely have said, "Then you transfer to another hospital. Our hospital's technical level is not good enough. There are superior hospitals, provincial hospitals, and so many large hospitals across the country."
"Mrs. Fang, I can really understand your mood."
"Our hospital is, after all, only a municipal-level hospital with limited capabilities," Quan Zhuolin said.
"The ability is limited, so let's replace it with someone who can do it. I'm not forcing you to take good care of my daughter. You have to find a way, so just ignore it?"
"Dr. Zhou is in Chang City now. Director Quan, you must find a way for me."
When Quan Zhuolin heard this, he immediately became angry: "Mrs. Fang, are you being a little unreasonable? You are helping the poor. Are there no poor people in Chang City?"
"Is it true that there are poor people in Chang City, but those who help the poor and everyone else are incapable of doing so?"
But immediately, Quan Zhuolin gave up and began to reason with Muyin: "Let's also reason with each other, right? I understand that you care about your daughter, and I also helped."
"But let's think about it for a moment. Our abilities are limited. Who has no choice but to admit that his abilities are limited? Dr. Zhou is a doctor in Shanghai and an instructor. If you ask me to give orders to him, what virtue and ability can I have?
?”
"If you dare to call, you can do it yourself. You must also know Dr. Zhou's phone number. You don't dare to call in person. You make me call again and again. What are you doing to make things difficult for me? Let me
To be a villain?"
"To put it bluntly, Mrs. Fang, I am a member of the department myself regarding Dr. Zhou's affairs. I know very well what happened. I respect you and made that call for you before."
"Now, I won't make any more calls. If you think your family is very capable, take me away from Changshi Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine. I will probably go to work in another municipal hospital." Quan Zhuolin
I'm really angry.
You damn dare not call Zhou Cheng and ask me to call. I called and got the result, and it was a good result, but you are not satisfied. Then you go and call, why don't you go and ask?
Aren't you a cow?
Muyin really didn't expect that Quan Zhuolin would talk to her like this, but after Quan Zhuolin said this, Muyin became calmer.
Very angry at Quan Zhuolin's words, he hung up the phone decisively, then stood at the window and looked outside. He rubbed his eyes tightly with both hands, showing his fatigue.
This Chang City is big or small. She used to have a smooth ride, with few things that didn't go her way. But now, she feels that this Chang City has suddenly become so strange.
"Mom, Mom!" Muyin was in a daze.
In the ward, Fang Miaomiao's cry came.
Upon hearing this, Muyin hurriedly put the phone away, then gathered her emotions, opened the door to the ward and walked in: "Mom, what's wrong with you? I thought I heard you arguing just now."
"Is it Dad? Dad is very busy at work, and you know that." On the hospital bed, Fang Miaomiao's face was pale, his eyes had lost their agility, and they were full of sickness. He stretched out his hands hard, trying to grab Muyin's hand.
My hair is quite dry and oily. It has not been washed for a long time.
Muyin hurriedly took Fang Miaomiao's hand and shook her head: "Miaomiao, you are not arguing with dad. Dad will be here soon. I am trying to find a solution for you. What do you think of your feet now?"
"It's very numb, I can't feel it, I can't move it, it's a little hot, and I can't seem to feel the existence of my foot."
"Mom, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have gone to celebrate my friend's birthday. I have brought you so much trouble." Fang Miaomiao felt very guilty.
"It's okay, Miaomiao, it's all over. No matter what happens to you, mom can support you for the rest of your life. We are all beautiful and live a good life." Muyin said helplessly, tears falling down.
"Mom, has that child been rescued?" Fang Miaomiao thought for a while and said again.
"What?" Muyin felt confused.
Muyin said: "That's the kid we called 120 at the intersection of Liuye Lake Avenue. What happened to the kid in the end?"
"We saw the driver of the big car. After he hit someone, we didn't know if he didn't notice it and just ran away. So my friend and I drove to chase..."
When Muyin heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand and patted Fang Miaomiao several times.
"What can you do?"
"I don't know what you're talking about, and I don't pay attention to it. Now, don't think about anything. Recuperate well and keep your mind calm. You are also a patient now." Muyin then touched Fang Miaomiao's forehead.
.
I wiped my eyes with my hands, not knowing what to say.
Fang Miaomiao may have felt that she said something wrong or did something wrong, so she didn't say anything more. Instead, she looked at Muyin for a while and then looked at the ceiling. She didn't know what she was thinking about in her heart.
…
After Zhou Cheng had eaten, he still didn't go to the department. He went directly back to his home. After washing up, he went directly to his home and made a video call to chat with An Ruo.
"I just woke up for a while, and I'm still lying on the bed." On the other side, An Ruo was hiding under the quilt, her hair was a little messy, she looked a little shy, and her voice was very thin.
"You must be exhausted from running around these days. Do you want to rest for a while?" Zhou Cheng asked with some distress.
An Ruo was flying around and riding in cars, and basically didn't get much rest along the way.
"No need. If I go back to sleep, I'll spend all the time chatting. I'll get up right away and apply facial masks. I'm going to apply three kinds of facial masks today, including oil ones. Just wait for me!" An Ruo said, and immediately
I jumped out of bed and turned on the light switch in the room.
Then I put my phone on the phone stand in front of the dressing table, and then I heard the sound of water splashing on the sink.
Zhou Cheng knew that it would definitely take him half an hour to come back, so he opened his notebook and continued to organize his study notes...