A four-hour major surgery, with Dean Huang's current status, he didn't have to do it himself, but he didn't say a word and even invited several top experts to serve as his deputies. This was a big favor.
Zhao Dong couldn't help but said in a vulgar way, "Uncle Huang, thank you!"
Dean Huang smiled kindly and said, "Why are you so polite to me? Go over and accompany your mother. We'll talk to you later."
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After returning to the ward, the big stone that had been hanging on the family's chest for the past few days finally fell to the ground.
As soon as the meal was served, my sister-in-law went outside to pick up some food.
The eldest brother was in a good mood and opened a bottle of wine, and the two brothers started drinking in the ward.
While he was drinking, the door to the room was pushed open.
Zhao Dong was the first to turn around. He had already sent a message to Sophie about his mother's surgery, but unfortunately there was no reply.
Although the eldest brother didn't say anything, he still hoped that Sophie could come over to visit her mother.
As expected, the person who walked in was not Sophie at all. Zhao Dong was inevitably a little disappointed and drank a glass of wine to himself.
The eldest brother is warm-hearted and originally wanted to say hello, but he heard the woman open her mouth and complain, "Oh, what kind of shabby ward is this? Why is there still someone there?"
Zhao Dong's face sank. Can this woman speak? Why is there still someone there? Of course there are people in the ward. Could it be that this is the underworld?
The two brothers have similar personalities, and neither of them likes to cause trouble, so they refrained from mentioning it.
My sister-in-law, on the other hand, is the complete opposite. She has a tinderbox personality and is always ready to ask, "Hey, hey, how do you speak? Do you know how to speak? Do you have any manners?"
The woman looked at her sister-in-law, the contempt in her eyes was not concealed, and she said in a loud voice, "This ward is so dirty, noisy and chaotic, and look at it, who are those people? They are still drinking in the ward."
Got up, really, did you think you were staying in a hotel?"
When Zhao Dong heard this, he choked on his throat with a mouthful of wine, and his face turned red from holding it in.
The woman was reluctant and turned to look behind her, "Sister Wang, I don't care. Didn't you say you wanted to find me a luxurious single ward? How could my father live in such poor conditions here?"
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A woman who looked like a nurse from behind walked up, took her arm and said, "Oh, the hospital's beds are tight, and that single ward won't be available until midnight, so you can make do with it here for now."
The man behind her also echoed, "That's right, stop being so fussy and just make do with it first."
The woman looked impatient and said, "Oh, this place is so dirty. Where is the place for people to stay? Okay, okay."
As she said that, she glared at the man, "Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and replace all these sheets with our own! And that kettle, I don't know who has used it, so take it out and throw it away."
Drop it, oh, it’s so dirty!”
Hearing the woman chirping and complaining over there, Zhao Dong couldn't help but remind her, "Please be quiet. My mother just had an operation and needs to rest. Thank you."
The woman got even more excited and said sarcastically: "Hey, you don't like the noise? If you don't like the noise, go to a high-end ward or a single room!"
As she spoke, she looked at Zhao Dong and her tone became more contemptuous, "But with the salary of a small security guard, how can you afford to live in a high-end single room? The nursing fee of two thousand yuan a day, I still feel sorry for you!"
Zhao Dong was so angry that Meng Jiao was indeed right. Although he didn't care, there are always some people in this world who look down on others.
If it was because of himself, he would endure it, but his mother needs to rest, so how can he endure it?