House selection for Zhou Luo, Shen Qi, Sui Chi and Duan Yi, who are ranked over 370, will start at 7 o'clock tonight.
Before the official start of the housing selection process, they had made full preparations. For example, they had filled all the nine housing selection applications newly added to the housing selection process today, which were similar to the college entrance examination applications.
At seven o'clock in the evening, Zhou Luo and others all sat in front of the office computers in the big office, waiting without blinking for the housing selection to begin.
This does not include Sui Chi and Duan Yi.
These two people are assisting Yu Zhiming in the soundproof operating room, and Mr. Liu, the poison king, uses stimulation to treat lupus erythematosus patients.
Those in front of the computer were watching the progress of their house selection and confirming it for them, respectively, Zhao Fang and Zhou Mo.
In addition to these people, several young nurses also came to the big office, waiting excitedly as if they were choosing their own room.
"Huhu, it's begun!"
Zhou Mo heard someone shouting and saw the scrolling text on the computer screen changing rapidly on the program page.
"No. 301, room selection has been confirmed!"
"No. 302, room selection has been confirmed..."
Three or four minutes later, the room selection number quickly reached number 329, and the speed dropped significantly.
Only then did Zhou Mo notice that out of the nine housing selection choices Duan Yi had filled out, the first and fourth ones had turned gray.
Indicates that these two properties have been selected by the previous person.
She quickly took out a piece of paper, which was Duan Yi's list of ten alternative properties.
Duan Yi's preparation was not inadequate.
Zhou Mo deleted the first and fourth listings that had turned gray, and added the next two listings in sequence.
More than half an hour passed. Not only had Duan Yi changed all nine of his own choices, but the ten alternative housing options were no longer enough.
There are still four valid choices for house selection based on the procedure.
Seeing that it was Duan Yi's turn in a few more numbers, Zhou Mo suddenly became nervous.
If these four properties are also cancelled, it will be Zhou Mo's turn to make the decision for Duan Yi.
Although she has been authorized by Duan Yi to make the final decision for Duan Yi, this is a house worth 20 to 30 million, and most people will not be able to afford it in their lifetime.
What if Duan Yi doesn't like the house she chose?
In the inexplicable nervousness, the sudden sound of Didi prompts pulled Zhou Mo out of his random thoughts.
She looked at the computer screen and saw a red reminder on the program page, saying that it was her turn in three numbers.
"I have chosen, the eleventh floor is 220 square meters!"
This is Zhou Luo's voice.
Zhou Mo knew that Shen Qi was coming next. Just as he was about to raise his head to look in the direction of that guy, a confirmation box suddenly popped up on the computer screen in front of him.
"No. 376, the house you selected is Room 701, Unit 2, Building 21, with an area of 223 square meters. Please confirm after checking that it is correct!"
When Zhou Mo saw this prompt box, his hand movements were faster than his thoughts, and he directly operated the mouse and pressed confirmation.
The next moment, two more confirmation boxes popped up one after another. Zhou Mo pressed confirm one after another without thinking.
It wasn't until Zhou Mo saw "Congratulations" popping up on the computer screen and there were fireworks special effects that Zhou Mo realized that the room selection was over.
She suddenly became frightened, and quickly checked again and again that the house she had selected was indeed Duan Yi's third choice on the paper, and then she finally let out a long breath of relief.
Suddenly he noticed that his back was a little damp and his palms were full of sweat. Zhou Mo realized that his ability to withstand pressure was so poor.
Logically speaking, it shouldn't be.
Today, she is the boss of a clothing company with a valuation of hundreds of millions. She has experienced a lot and has seen a lot of the world. How could she be so nervous just now?
Is it because caring leads to chaos? Isn’t it because of handling one’s own affairs and being responsible for others?
At this time, Zhao Fang's voice sounded, "I've made my choice, it's in Building 9. Where are you?"
Shen Qi's voice then sounded, "Building No. 17."
Zhou Mo also said: "Duan Yi is in Building 21."
She said casually: "You may not believe it, but when I pressed OK just now, my nervous mind froze. I clicked OK without thinking at all."
Zhao Fang said with a smile: "I was the same way. I felt like my whole body was frozen, and it took a lot of effort to click confirmation."
She lamented again: "As soon as I press the confirmation button, I will be saddled with a debt of 10 to 20 million."
“The only thing left to do next is to work hard and try harder.”
Zhou Mo stood up and said: "This debt seems to be a lot, but it is nothing to you."
"After I graduate from Dr. Yu, I'll earn three to five million a year. It's hard to say..."
Before Zhou Mo could finish his words, he saw a tall figure appear at the door of the big office, instantly attracting the attention of everyone in the office.
This is a young man of mixed Chinese and foreign descent. His three-dimensional and exquisite facial features cannot even be matched by many beauties.
Zhou Mo recognized him at a glance as the assistant who was with Daniel Lin last time.
Why is this guy here again?
Zhou Mo, who was full of doubts, looked behind him and was a little surprised not to see the guy.
The mixed-race man came straight to Zhou Mo and said in fairly fluent Mandarin: "Miss Zhou, I am here on behalf of Mr. Lin. I have something important to discuss with you!"
He saw everyone in the office looking at him and asked, "Can I find a quiet place?"
Zhou Mo didn't want to have anything to do with that guy anymore, but he didn't want his private affairs to be known to his colleagues, so he took the mixed-race man to the soundproof office.
"What tricks is he using? No matter what, I will not recognize him and let him quickly give up."
Zhou Mo first expressed his attitude.
The mixed-race man said slowly: "Ms. Zhou, I lied. I came to China to find you this time. In fact, I didn't get Mr. Lin's permission. I came here without telling him."
After a pause, he said with a heavy expression: "Ms. Zhou, Mr. Lin has acute leukemia. The effects of chemotherapy, targeted therapy, immunotherapy and other treatments are not obvious."
"Now we can only hope for hematopoietic stem cell transplantation..."
At nearly nine o'clock in the evening, Yu Zhiming, Liu Lao and others completed the treatment of two lupus erythematosus patients.
Yu Zhiming, who was exhausted both physically and mentally, took a moment to clean up and left the Zhizhen Building with Zhou Mo and two guards...
More than ten minutes later, they left Huashan Hospital on a bed cart.
A few minutes later, there was congestion on the road ahead, and the bed truck could only move forward slowly at a turtle speed.
Zhou Mo, who was full of worries, saw Yu Zhiming next to him leaning on the back seat of the car with his eyes closed and recuperating with a tired face. He couldn't bear to disturb him and looked at the scenery outside through the car window to relax.
On the sidewalk, there were pedestrians in twos and threes, hurrying home.
The next moment, these people stopped in unison and looked in the same direction.
Zhou Mo also followed their gaze curiously...
I saw a young man running towards me with a little girl in his arms, followed by a young woman with a nervous look on her face, shouting as she ran.
Pedestrians gave way.
Zhou Mo immediately saw that the little girl in the young man's arms was in an emergency.
Here, it is a few minutes' drive from Huashan. If you run hard, it will take you ten or twenty minutes.
Zhou Mo understood that this twenty-minute delay was enough to make a patient lose the possibility of rescuing him.
And their cars always have medical first aid kits.
Zhou Mo was hesitating whether to tell Yu Zhiming, who was beside him with his eyes closed to rest, when he saw him open his eyes.
"Is something wrong?"
Zhou Mo pointed out the window.
At the moment Zhou Mo pointed his finger, the young man running with the little girl in his arms suddenly lost his footing and threw himself forward.
Seeing that the young man was about to throw himself on the ground, he suddenly twisted his body, turned around in the air, and hit the ground heavily with his back.
The girl in his arms was firmly protected in his arms.
This scene made Zhou Mo couldn't help but let out a sigh. Then he heard the sound of the car door opening, and found that Yu Zhiming had already got out of the car.
Zhou Mo also quickly got out of the car, went to the back of the car, opened the trunk, picked up the medical first aid kit and caught up with Yu Zhiming...
"I am a doctor!"
Yu Zhiming first identified himself and then examined the unconscious little girl whose lips had turned purple.
Acute laryngeal edema caused by allergies, resulting in suffocation.
Yu Zhiming didn't waste any time. He took out the breathing tube from the medical first aid kit and intubated the little girl. He also injected the little girl with a dose of the usual medicine for treating allergies.
After doing all this, Yu Zhiming discovered that the purple color of the little girl's lips was getting lighter at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Okay, let's take him to the hospital..."
Yu Zhiming explained, but his eyes stayed on the face of the young man who just held the little girl.
Yu Zhiming saw this face last night and still remembers it fresh.
It's the pretty boy who posted a reward to find Yanyan...
