Chapter 75 Send Yingzi to the hospital

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Qiao Weidong thought for a while: "Then let's do it today, can it be today!"

Zhao Mingrui nodded: "Okay, I will contact the hospital immediately and try to ask them to find a room with good conditions for Yingzi!"

"But Lao Qiao, you have to persuade Yingzi carefully. It is best to make her agree to go to the hospital for treatment without any resistance!"

Qiao Weidong said he understood, and then returned to the lounge and sat next to Yingzi, but he didn't know how to speak.

Qiao Yingzi was chatting with Fang Yifan on her mobile phone. When she saw her father sitting down, he looked at her from time to time as if he had something to say but didn't say it.

Yingzi also understood, put down the phone and put her arm around her father's shoulders:

"Dad, do we have to go to the hospital now?"

Qiao Weidong nodded sadly.

At this time, Yingzi persuaded his father:

"Dad, okay, don't feel bad, I'm just going to stay in a hospital and I'll be back in a few days!"

"By the way, Dad, you can't delay my going to NTU's winter camp!"

"No delay, no delay. Dad will send you there himself when the time comes!"

After hearing his daughter's question, Qiao Weidong answered.

Qiao Yingzi was relieved. To be honest, she felt relieved after learning that she had depression, because this way she could escape from her mother. She didn't have to eat medicinal foods that she didn't like every day, she didn't have to eat sea cucumbers, and of course she didn't have to be forced every day. study.

In fact, Yingzi was still looking forward to life in the hospital. How to describe it? Only the word "destroyed" can be used to describe Yingzi's mood.

She wants to go to the hospital right now. She won't think about anything until then. She can eat whatever she wants and play whatever she wants without any mental burden.

Yingzi actually laughed when she thought of KFC, barbecue, fried dough sticks, etc., which her mother usually considered as "junk food".

Qiao Weidong looked puzzled at the smile on Yingzi's lips, and poked his daughter's arm:

"Eiko, what are you thinking about? You are so happy?"

"The saliva is dripping out, wipe it quickly!"

Yingzi wiped it subconsciously and found that there was no saliva at all. Then she realized that her father was teasing her.

He leaned over and hugged his father's arm and acted coquettishly:

"Dad, you are teasing me!"

Qiao Weidong said dotingly:

"You haven't told dad what you're thinking about yet?"

Yingzi was a little embarrassed:

"Dad, I'm thinking that after I go to the hospital, will I be able to eat soy milk, fried dough sticks and tofu curd every morning, barbecue, KFC, and McDonald's for noon, and hot pot every night?"

Yingzi said that she liked to eat but Song Qian would not let Yingzi eat it normally. Song Qian rarely even let Yingzi eat hot pot. She felt that the hot pot base was unhealthy and contained additives.

When Qiao Weidong heard what his daughter said, he felt a little distressed. What kind of situation had Song Qian been forced into by her child:

"Of course, not only that, daddy will also buy you a lot of Lego that you like. This time you can play freely and no longer have to worry about your mother taking care of you!"

When Yingzi heard that she could eat and play as she pleased when she went to the hospital, she immediately said:

"Dad, let's leave now?"

Qiao Weidong sighed mentally, but it didn't show on his face:

"Okay, let's go now!"

At this time, Dr. Zhao Mingrui walked in:

"Eiko, when you're ready, let's go?"

In fact, Zhao Mingrui had been observing Yingzi with his team next door through 360-degree surveillance. He felt that Yingzi's condition was much better than he thought. As long as she was separated from her mother, she would recover much faster.

Because Yingzi has no resistance to going to the hospital for treatment, as long as she can eat and have fun in the hospital, it is probably because her rich father gave her the confidence, which made Yingzi feel that his father can support her even if she does not go to college in the future. , so she showed it off.

Yingzi stood up and faced his father:

"Then let's go, dad, but don't forget to buy me Lego, the Harry Potter one I mentioned last time!"

Qiao Weidong nodded in agreement:

"Don't worry, dad will definitely do what he promised you!"

There were two cars going to the hospital. Yingzi insisted on taking a car with a young lady she met at the consultation center. This person was Zhao Mingrui's assistant. Even though she was an assistant, she had a very high education. She had a master's degree in psychology from Nanjing University.

Yingzi wanted to go to NTU, so she wanted to ask her prospective senior about college.

Yingzi and the prospective senior were in the car in front. Along the way, Yingzi chattered and asked the "prospective senior" about some issues such as the dormitories and canteens of NTU.

As a master of psychology from Nanjing University and one of Zhao Mingrui's carefully selected elite soldiers, she naturally consciously helped Yingzi imagine a better life in university. You can sleep until you wake up naturally, no one cares about absenteeism, and of course you can talk about your boyfriend.

At first Yingzi was very interested. But when I heard the prospective senior sister talking about her boyfriend, she showed a shy expression:

"Sister Huan (the prospective senior's name is Liang Huan), stop teasing me!"

In fact, Yingzi has always longed for her boyfriend in her heart. After all, that girl is not pregnant. Even her best friend Tao Zi likes Ji Yangyang, hum! Don't think you don't know.

Liang Huan was also amused and giggled when she saw Yingzi's appearance. She knew what the girl was thinking when she saw Yingzi's expression.

The two kept chatting in the car. Yingzi was no different from usual at this time. He must have let go of the heavy burden in his heart.

(PS: Brothers, this is really nonsense. The main reason is that I have never suffered from depression and I don’t know the way of thinking of patients with depression.

Of course, I don’t have friends who are psychiatrists, so I don’t know how to treat depression.

Everyone please spray me lightly! )

Zhao Mingrui, who was in the car behind, also introduced Anding Hospital to Qiao Weidong:

"Old Qiao, the full name of Capital Anding Hospital is Peking Pingding Hospital Affiliated to Capital Medical University. It is a municipal mental health medical institution and a third-level specialty hospital. It is very authoritative in the treatment of depression!"

"It happens that the hospital has built a new high-end nursing center, which is specially designed for mild to moderate depression. I also asked an old classmate to help Yingzi find a very good suite. There are two bedrooms in it and the layout is very cozy. If you want to go I have a place to stay with my children!”

Qiao Weidong nodded and interjected:

"This is good, as it prevents Yingzi from living with some severely depressed patients, which is not conducive to recovery!"

Zhao Mingrui continued to introduce:

"This sanatorium has a special canteen. You don't eat with other patients. If you don't want to go to the canteen, you can have it delivered to your door!"

"All the ingredients in this canteen are purchased by dedicated personnel. The standards are higher than those of pilots. You can order whatever you want!"

"Similarly, the medical care in this sanatorium is also very authoritative. It is led by an old director who treats depression."

"Each patient is accompanied by a dedicated nurse. The nurses here all have at least a master's degree in psychology. They can no longer be called nurses but should be called professional escorts!"

"The one I'm chatting with now is Yingzi. That's where my assistant Chen Huan was hired from!"

When Qiao Weidong heard this condition, he immediately reacted and turned to his old friend sitting on his right side to tease:

"Then this isn't cheap!"

Zhao Mingrui was a little embarrassed to hear Qiao Weidong's words:

"Of course, here it's 1.38 million a month."

Qiao Weidong couldn't believe it and exclaimed:

"Good guy, it's really not cheap!"

Zhao Mingrui knew that this boy was not short of money, so he was deliberately teasing himself, so he stretched out his right hand and hit Qiao Weidong's leg:

"Okay, stop pretending like you are such a fool!"

(PS: This sanatorium is made up by my younger brother. Any similarity is purely coincidental!)

(End of chapter)