Zhou Sheng originally did not drink alcohol, and the person who led him on the road to drinking was obviously Tong Han. But later on, he went further and further down this road, all on his own.
His drinking history is not long, but it is undeniable that drinking capacity varies from person to person and requires talent.
Xiao Zhou's talent is obviously pretty good.
I drank six cups of craft beer in one night. The cup was 800 ml, and the alcohol content was much higher than that of ordinary beer.
But despite this, he calmly paid and got out of the car, walked steadily into the hotel lobby step by step, asked for the room key in a clear voice, entered the elevator, and successfully found the door to his room.
Swipe your card, enter, lock the chain, and fall on the bed, all in one go.
Then.
There will be no more...
The nerves relax and fall asleep in a second.
…
the next day.
No one disturbed Zhou Sheng.
It was already two o'clock in the afternoon when he woke up from the dream. His head was groggy. He vaguely remembered that Jack and the other three put him in a taxi. The subsequent clips were all shattered. After sitting on the bed for a long time, he seemed to have regained his soul.
After taking a shower in the bathroom, Zhou Yisheng found the phone, looked at the communication records, and called Lao He at midnight last night. Only then did he vaguely remember something. Lao He scolded himself, but they were definitely safe.
Over at the hospital, Uncle Zhang and Director Wang are here, so there is no need to worry. If there is no contact, there is no situation. This is the best result.
Zhou Shengsheng quickly called He Congshuang.
"Hey, Lao He."
"Yeah." He Congshuang's mood was obviously not very happy.
Zhou Sheng could only apologize quickly: "I'm sorry, I drank too much yesterday."
If you are worried, stop talking. If you talk too much, you will have a bad attitude towards admitting your mistake.
Sure enough, after hearing this, Lao He pondered for a long time, softened his tone, and stopped talking about last night. He just said: "Where are you now?"
"Hotel, Jasmine Hotel."
He Congshuang was surprised when he heard this: "Jasmine Hotel? The one next to Binhai Avenue?"
What a coincidence.
Lao He stayed at this hotel yesterday.
Not long after, the two agreed to meet at the restaurant. After not seeing each other all night, little Jieral transformed into a little princess. Lao He must have put a lot of effort into dressing her up.
On the other hand, Lao He himself remained unchanged, wearing jeans, half-boots, and his hair pulled into a Taoist bun. He looked cool, but also a bit slovenly.
"Does Jie La'er miss me?" Zhou Shengsheng hugged Jie La'er.
Jie La'er could already understand simple English and nodded desperately: "Yes, I think so."
The picture is extremely warm and attracts many people's attention. They are full of longing and surprise. How could two Chinese people have a black baby? The complexity of the story is worthy of careful consideration and association.
"Why are you eating?" Zhou Sheng asked Lao He.
Lao He sensed something was wrong: "Are you blaming me?"
Zhou Sheng broke into a cold sweat: "No, no, I just asked casually."
"We had gone out for a walk a long time ago. It was too hot at noon and we came back. The room rate is not cheap, and it would be uneconomical if we didn't eat the included lunch."
When others hear this, they will be shocked.
Hey hey hey.
How about figuring out your own identity?
Billionaire star, you said it’s not worth not having lunch?
But Zhou Yisheng never made a fuss about it. On the contrary, He Congshuang was very He Congshuang.
Real, but with a bit of philistine vulgarity...
But in fact, everyone can feel that this kind of tackiness is something she can disguise, and it's very unlikeable.
"What are your plans for the afternoon?"
He Congshuang said: "Zhagali and I have made an appointment to meet in the afternoon. If it's convenient for you, just take Jieral with you."
"What happens after we meet?" Zhou Yisheng had some thoughts.
But He Congshuang saw through it instantly: "I asked Zagali. The surgical equipment is not big. I went to buy some daily necessities that Delia can use."
After Zhou Sheng heard this, he understood that Lao He declined.
He wants everyone to act together, including his selfishness. Tong Han is He Congshuang's little fan girl. If he can meet him, he will definitely be very happy, but if Lao He is not happy, there is nothing he can do.
"Okay, see you in the evening. I'll be back before sunset. Please pay attention to your safety and come back early."
After finalizing the itinerary, the three of them set off separately after dinner.
He Congshuang met Zagali, while Zhou Shengsheng took little Jieral to the hospital.
In the car...
Zhou Sheng suddenly thought that he could ask Lao Mo how to handle the adoption procedures for little Jie La'er. Although he had not made a decision yet, Zhou Sheng's heart was more inclined to take Jie La'er away. Even if he couldn't do it, there was still
As for Lao He, he is planning for a rainy day.
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National hospital, inpatient department.
Zhou Shengsheng took Jie Laer up to the top floor.
The guards in the special isolation area already knew Zhou Sheng, but they were confused when they saw little Jiera as a child. This combination was very strange.
Three wards.
Tang Yi and Tong Han each have one room, and the other room provides rest.
Looking at the door, Zhang Zhongjian was sitting in Tong Han's room chatting.
Zhou Sheng knocked on the door and walked in directly: "Grandpa, Tong Han..."
The two looked sideways.
He was the first to smile, and then was startled by the little guy in Zhou Sheng's arms. Uncle Zhang asked: "This, this is..."
Zhou Sheng didn't hide anything. After explaining Jie La'er's situation in Chinese, he reminded her: "The little guy is very smart, so you better not show any pity."
The two of them immediately calmed down and turned into doting, and Tong Han immediately took over the little guy's leisure time this afternoon.
Tong Han was in very good condition. The antibacterial treatment after the fever had subsided and the roseola on her body was fading. After chatting with her for a few words, Zhou Sheng and Uncle Zhang went to Tang Yi's ward.
Director Wang kept vigil last night and did not wake up Zhang Zhongjian, who is still sleeping now.
Tang Yi, on the other hand, is still in a coma.
"The morning examination showed that the number of bacteria has been suppressed. The results of the operation after angiography are very good. The ascites has no longer accumulated. It can be considered that the condition has subsided from the extreme stage. However, the person has not been able to wake up, which is also worrying."
Zhou Sheng also immediately used the A-level human detection scanning function.
In the system assessment, low immunity is a big problem. Although antibacterial drugs can curb the reproduction of germs, their own resistance is insufficient, and the recovery time will be greatly prolonged.
The condition rating given is: b.
This is the most common situation in film and television works. The doctor has done the best he should do, and the next step is to see whether the patient can survive.
"Have you contacted Professor Tang's family?"
Zhang Zhongjian shook his head: "No, we want to wait until Tang Yi wakes up before notifying him, otherwise calling people over now will only make things worse."
Zhou Sheng heard that there was also consideration of the medical assistance plan, so he did not ask further.
Leave the ward.
The two of them did not rush to Tong Han's place, but sat down on the seats in the corridor: "What are you going to do, little guy?"
After traveling a long distance, Zhou Yisheng had no reason to bring a little girl with him for no reason.
Obviously, he had some thoughts about Jie Laer.
Zhang Zhongjian hit the nail on the head. Zhou Yisheng did not hide anything and expressed his thoughts.
Uncle Zhang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "How old are you, can you bear this kind of responsibility? What's more, can your grandfather and father agree? Moreover, this kind of thing will delay yourself. You are still young and you have to fall in love."
Zhou Shengsheng said: "Leave aside the matter of love, the main thing is that my grandfather and father have to do ideological work. I have also been talking to them about Jie Laer, hoping that they will gradually accept it, but I did not say that I want to adopt
matter."
Zhang Zhongjian shook his head: "It depends on yourself, it's still early, we'll tell you then... The little guy is a little dark, but he's really pretty."
The two of them just finished talking.
By chance, Lao Mo came, and Zhou Sheng was about to ask about the situation.
After hearing Zhou Sheng's words, Lao Mo was slightly surprised. There were not many cases of Chinese adopting black people. Most of them were Western countries willing to do so. He had stayed in China for a long time and knew the attitude of Chinese towards other races, especially black people.
"Let me meet the little one first. Let me see her attitude and see if she really likes you. If she is willing, I will help you with the formalities."
It's just an adoption procedure, Lao Mo can't handle it.
What's more, if Zhou Yisheng knows everything, he can rest assured that it is better than his children staying in the Beron tribe and being helpless, let alone going to China and receiving a good education, and their future life journey will be completely different.
Among all the people of the same clan, a little girl can become a master.