The second shift established in this emergency center, although it was a day shift, encountered so many emergency patients that even having a meal after get off work was a big problem. As a result, when Zhou Yisheng returned to the clinic, it was already dark. .
Little Jira'er has gone to sleep.
Grandpa and dad also closed the clinic.
Now the two people had set up a small table temporarily in the clinic on the first floor and were drinking together.
Seeing Zhou Yisheng coming back, his father asked: "Boy, why are you back so late? Have you eaten?"
Zhou Sheng ate something in the restaurant, but after all this time, his stomach felt a little empty.
Zhou Sheng took the chopsticks and just sat down when his father's chat box started.
"How's it going? Is the hospital busy?"
"Not bad!" Zhou Sheng said.
"Do you have a day off tomorrow?" Dad asked.
"Afternoon class."
"Then you can send little Jie La'er to kindergarten tomorrow morning."
While eating the vegetables, Zhou Sheng said with a smile: "What's wrong? I can't think of my grandpa's responsibilities so quickly."
"No, tomorrow the hospital invites your grandpa to give a lecture on traditional Chinese medicine. I have to stay and look after the store. Besides, you have to fulfill your responsibilities as a father."
Zhou Sheng put down his chopsticks and said, "Grandpa is going to give a lecture in the hospital?"
Although few people in Qin’s Chinese and Western medicine know Zhou Shouming, his name is still well-known in the field of Chinese medicine. Moreover, when people in Western medicine reach middle age, they are at the peak of their career. As for Chinese medicine, since it relies more on experience, it basically relies on experience.
The older you get, the more popular you become.
Zhou Shouming, a master of traditional Chinese medicine, naturally has a lot of work under him. Throughout the year, he is inevitably invited by some hospitals in Qinzhong to do some academic exchanges.
Zhou Shengsheng was a little worried. He had just used the old man as a shield. If he happened to go to the Central Hospital to give a lecture now, if Dean Cheng caught him and asked more about it, he would definitely be exposed.
"Grandpa, I think you are so old, it would be better for you to stay at home."
Zhou Shouming's eyes widened, "What's the matter? I have a child and a wife, so I think grandpa is old. Let me tell you, if grandpa hadn't been in charge of this clinic, with your three-legged cat skills, you two wouldn't be able to go out.
Within a month, all the patients ran away!”
Zhou Congshu also glared at Zhou Sheng, "How long have you been a doctor before you dare to look down on your grandfather? Hurry up and eat your food! It's okay for the old man to go out for a walk. Staying in the clinic all the time is not good for your health!"
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"Shut up! You old man, last time I went to the hospital to give a lecture, the little nurses and doctors all said I was young!"
Zhou Congshu was scolded by the old man, but he didn't dare to say anything and ate the vegetables obediently.
Zhou Sheng knew that it was impossible to stop his grandfather's "young and unrestrained heart". He could only hope that the old man would not go to the Central Hospital.
Zhou Yisheng inquired about this opportunity, and fortunately, it was another top-level hospital in Qinzhong.
Well, since I won't go to the Central Hospital to give lectures, I don't have to worry about it anymore.
Grandpa can go "wandering" wherever he wants. This matter has nothing to do with Zhou Sheng. He just has to get up early tomorrow to send little Jieral to school. This is not a big deal. There are four groups and three shifts, and the next time to go to work is tomorrow afternoon.
I just happen to have time to see little Jierra off in the morning.
After eating and saying hello, Zhou Sheng returned to his room to prepare for rest.
After a busy day, I don't have time to look at my mobile phone. I only have free time when I rest.
When I turned on my phone, the first thing I did was read Lao He's reply.
As a result, still nothing.
Generally speaking, as long as Lao He is not working, he will always reply to his message as soon as possible.
Could something happen?
Zhou Sheng was tossing and turning in bed.
In the end, he didn't bother disturbing Lao He's rest or work, and called her directly.
The cell phone ringtone keeps ringing.
No one answered for a while.
Zhou Sheng's heart kept beating rapidly.
No way, something really happened to Lao He?
About tens of seconds passed.
The phone was just connected.
When he heard Lao He's voice, Zhou Yisheng's worried heart was relieved.
"It's so late, why haven't you rested yet?" He Congshuang's voice came from the mobile phone.
But this voice was obviously tired.
"The phone call didn't disturb your rest, right?" Zhou Shengsheng said with concern.
"No, I just woke up..."
"I sent you a message, but you never replied, so I was worried and gave you a call." Zhou Sheng explained.
"Did you send me a message? I'm sorry, I haven't looked at my phone." He Congshuang's voice became even more tired.
Although he didn't see He Congshuang and didn't have the help of the system's scanning function, Zhou Shengsheng roughly judged from the voice and his many years of experience in a family of traditional Chinese medicine that Lao He seemed to be in poor health!
Western medicine relies mostly on instruments for diagnosis.
Instruments have advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is that they are objective and accurate. The disadvantage is that people's abilities will improve very slowly.
Although there are many inaccuracies in traditional Chinese medicine, it magnifies the role of human beings to the limit.
For example, now, Zhou Shengsheng noticed something strange just from hearing Lao He's voice.
In my grandfather's words, Lao He is now short of breath and has weak lips and tongue, and he sounds very weak.
But without him in front of him, and without system detection, Zhou Shengsheng didn't know what happened to Lao He.
"Are you sick?" Zhou Sheng asked.
"No, no... don't talk nonsense, I'm just a little tired." He Congshuang's voice on the phone was a little flustered, and it was obvious that she was lying.
Zhou Sheng's voice became serious, "Don't forget what your man does. How could you deceive me about this? Tell me honestly!"
"..." There was silence on the phone for a while.
"Hey!" He Congshuang sighed, "I really can't hide it from you..."
It turned out that He Congshuang had filmed a "rain" scene last night. Unexpectedly, the actors in the opposite scene were too poor. As a result, the "rain" scene had to be filmed back and forth several times. In the end, even the director couldn't bear it.
I was scolded and wanted to give up. But Lao He is not the kind of actor who only has good looks. Her professional attitude is famous in the industry. In the end, I took ten consecutive shots and finally passed.
But this time, Lao He was exhausted. As soon as he returned to his residence, Lao He had a fever, and the director was also panicked. He Congshuang is the leading female lead, and she has been in the scenes for several days.
, if Lao He can no longer act, the filming of this drama will have to stop.
The entire crew is in the northwest, and the cost of a day is not a small amount.
The crew hurriedly sent Lao He to a nearby hospital. The specialist's number was registered, and the tests were carried out through the green channel. Now several bottles of intravenous drip have been administered.
Zhou Sheng felt distressed when he heard this: "How about it? It's not a big problem, right?"
"It's okay. I just got wet and got a fever. I'm already in the hospital and I'm getting fluids. I think I can leave the hospital tomorrow morning."
"Hmm, I'm not with you anymore, so take care of yourself."
"I'm not alone... There are a lot of staff in the crew, I'll be fine. When you're at home alone, you have to take good care of little Jira'er..."
"Don't worry, I'm not alone. I have a father here, and it's his duty to take care of his granddaughter."