Lu Xiaoke and Gu Sirou went to the toilet together.
The old man who was traveling with me in the soft sleeper also got off the car early.
At this moment, only Zhou Sheng and He Congshuang were left in the soft sleeper.
Zhou Shengsheng walked up to He Congshuang.
Caught off guard, he kissed He Congshuang on the cheek.
He Congshuang smiled and pushed Zhou Sheng away and said, "You are not serious at all. What if someone comes back and bumps into me?"
Zhou Sheng smiled and said, "I'm not going back to Qinzhong. I'm excited."
He Congshuang said: "Where should we go back? To your grandfather's clinic, or to our own home."
After He Congshuang left for filming, it was too inconvenient for Zhou Yisheng to be single with little Jela, so he moved back to the clinic.
Now that He Congshuang is back, of course he will continue to live a happy life as a family of three.
Zhou Shengsheng said without hesitation: "Of course I will go back to my home."
He Congshuang said: "Then why don't you tell your father and grandfather that we are back?"
Zhou Sheng thought for a while and realized that he brought Lao He back during this trip, but Zhang Moli did not.
If dad finds out about this, he will definitely not be able to sleep well tonight.
Let's wait and see, and have a good sleep tonight.
Zhou Sheng said: "Don't tell them yet. Let's give them a sudden surprise tomorrow morning when we go to pick up little Jie La'er and take her home."
"Yeah! Listen to you."
…
One hour later.
The train arrived in Qinzhong.
The four of them parted ways.
Gu Sirou went to Lu Xiaoke's house.
Zhou Sheng and He Congshuang returned to their home in Xingjiang New District.
No one disturbed them at all, and the two slept in each other's arms.
…
The next day in the afternoon.
Get up and go to work on Monday.
He Congshuang is still sleeping.
She is exhausted these days.
Zhou Sheng never called her.
I drove directly to the hospital by myself.
Arrive at the lounge.
Members of the four groups have arrived.
Only Fang Da’s dark face could not be seen.
In the afternoon shift, under normal circumstances, Fang Da’s dark face would not fail to appear.
It seems that he took leave to go back to his hometown.
Bai Mingming was very excited when he saw Zhou Sheng. He immediately stepped forward and said, "Dr. Xiao Zhou, you are really back. I am also prepared that you and Fang Dahei will not be here!"
Zhou Sheng smiled and said: "What are you doing? Lao Fang and I are not here, and you still want to usurp the throne!"
"I have the heart, but I don't have the courage. I have the courage, but I don't have the skills!"
"I'm a little surprised that you can come to work. Isn't your Lu Xiaoke back? Why don't you stay with her?"
Hearing what Zhou Sheng said, Bai Mingming said with a frown on his face: "She has a roommate from college who came to her home. She told me not to go to her for the next few days. She has to accompany her to study and has no time to talk to me."
"You usually look pretty smart, but why are you so confused at this moment? You didn't go find her, you went to measure your mother-in-law's blood pressure!" Zhou Sheng reminded.
The sadness on Bai Mingming's face immediately relaxed, "Doctor Xiao Zhou has a solution, right! I'll go see my mother-in-law."
"Wait a minute, I'll tell you another piece of news."
Zhou Shengfu'er told Bai Mingming that Gu Sirou was recuperating at Lu Xiaoke's house.
He asked: "When you go, buy some pork liver or other blood-tonifying vegetables, and get her best friend again. I think, Teacher Bai, you are very likely to be single this year."
Bai Mingming beamed, "I'll go early tomorrow morning!"
Zhou Shengsheng and Bai Mingming were chatting.
Haven't seen you for a few days.
Liu Jing, Li Weiwei and others also came over to say hello to Zhou Sheng and welcome his return.
The last one to say hello was Su Quan.
"Diaomao, you are finally back. Without you, the emergency center's combat effectiveness has been halved."
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Zhou Shengsheng laughed: "Is it so serious? You are still responsible for it."
Su Quan shrugged, "Don't underestimate me. Don't I know how much I weigh? I'll tell you a little tidbit. I don't know how many days I'll be gone once this black-faced guy leaves. Dean Cheng arranges it."
Someone comes to challenge him, and I don’t know whether the person coming this time is a white face or a black face.”
Zhou Shengsheng said indifferently: "Isn't it a good thing to have more manpower? It doesn't matter whether he is a black-faced person or a white-faced person."
"That's what I say, but...it's not good to let outsiders point their fingers, and I'm afraid...if I'm not allowed to go on stage..."
Zhou Shengsheng put his arms around Su Quan's shoulders and said: "Don't worry, brother, although he is only the deputy team leader, he is now considered an old man in this emergency center, and he is still a minor official at least. Don't worry, Fang Da's black face will acquiesce to you.
I'm on the operating table, and if the new guy doesn't let me in, I'll be the first to fight with him!"
Su Quan felt warm in his heart, "Diaomao... He's so damn brotherly! If I were a woman, I would have to marry you."
"Stop talking nonsense. By the way, is that support person here?" Zhou Sheng didn't notice any strange faces in the emergency center.
"No, I didn't see it either!"
The two of them were talking.
Dean Cheng walked into the lounge with one person.
Zhou Sheng took a closer look and saw that the man who came with Dean Cheng was in his thirties and of medium build.
Zhou Sheng recognized this person.
The last time Sun Zheng and the others encountered a case that couldn't be solved by brainstem surgery, before calling in He Yiming, they had first come to see a doctor named Liu who was a genius.
Yes, it's him.
Dean Cheng looked around the lounge. When he saw Zhou Sheng, he nodded slightly and said, "Xiao Zhou, you're back. Director Fang has something urgent at home. He probably won't be able to come to work for a while. I'm from the neurosurgery department.
You have found this Liu Zhengqing, Chief Liu. He is the backbone of Shenwai. I finally got him from Director He. Let him step in first, and you must cooperate with him in his work."
As Dean Cheng said, Liu Zhengqing is thirty-seven years old this year.
He is three years older than Jiang Jiancheng.
After graduating from a medical university, I interned at the Central Hospital. In the early years, it was smooth sailing, from resident physician to attending physician, but I got stuck when I became deputy chief physician.
The organizational review for several years in a row has been brushed off.
The reason here is that he has technical shortcomings, but he can perform third-level neurosurgery.
But after the fourth-level neurosurgery, he felt guilty.
Another reason is that there are relatively few professional titles in the Department of Neurology at the Central Hospital.
Here is a digression about professional title quotas.
Although the professional title is a criterion for measuring the level of a doctor.
But it's not absolute.
For example, in large hospitals in first-tier cities, there are many 40-year-old attending doctors. Sometimes it’s not that their skills are not good enough, but that there are too few promotion places.
On the contrary, these veteran doctors may have higher medical standards than those director-level doctors in small cities.
Liu Zhengqing's level is not high, but it is not too bad either.
If he were placed in another department, based on his qualifications, he could barely be rated as a deputy chief physician.
Moreover, it is said that in order to stabilize his work mood, He Yiming has privately promised him that if he works hard for another year, he will be rated next year.
In this way, he is considered a quasi-deputy chief physician at the moment.