Chen Qing's operation was quite self-defeating. Although everyone did not dare to do anything openly because of his qualifications, they still couldn't help covering their mouths and laughing secretly. Suddenly, snickers could be heard from all directions in the emergency room.
Due to timely judgment, the patient's condition gradually improved and his vital signs stabilized.
The patient's family members didn't understand what data was. She just watched her child's complexion gradually improve and began to respond to her. She was extremely happy and bowed to Xia Xingran repeatedly.
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After hearing this, Chen Qing had a stifled look on his face.
Xia Xingran glanced at Chen Qing, recalled the main complaint in the medical record, and asked the family member with a smile: "Has the child been eating and drinking more recently, and going to the bathroom more frequently than before?" She glanced twice. The child with sunken cheeks continued to ask, "The weight continues to drop."
The family member immediately nodded and said, "Yes, yes, that's true. But I thought this was the normal growth and development of a twelve or thirteen-year-old child, so I didn't care. How could such a young child get diabetes?"
"This is type 2 diabetes, which is best seen in teenagers. If it's not hereditary, it's viral infection."
There is currently no cure for type 2 diabetes, and patients must take insulin for life. Xia Xingran looked sympathetically at the child who was still receiving intravenous drip.
After the family's emotions stabilized, Xia Xingran took the initiative to wave to Chen Qing to come over. Chen Qing made a noise and turned his face to the opposite side with an arrogant look.
In this way, Xia Xingran had no choice but to sigh lightly with the corners of her mouth downwards.
She turned to her family and explained patiently: "If you had told us these abnormalities in our child in time, Director Chen would not have misdiagnosed him."
She looked at Chen Qing again, her eyes were gentle and she said, "You think so, Director Chen?"
Only then did Chen Qing realize that Xia Xingran had called him here not to humiliate him, but to help him out! Suddenly, his body trembled, his face suddenly turned red, and he twisted his body uneasily.
After struggling for a long time, he came over awkwardly and kept rubbing his nose. The family member said, "Although this is true, it was indeed my mistake that I did not perform abdominal palpation in time." Kanshu La
After saying that, in everyone's surprise, he lowered his always noble head and said a sincere "I'm sorry" to his family.
Xia Xingran didn't expect that Chen Qing was willing to admit his mistakes so frankly and generously. Suddenly Xia Xingran looked at Chen Qing with a hint of warmth and appreciation in her eyes.
Seeing that Chen Qing was so humble, it was hard for his family to continue to have violent attacks. She only glanced at him twice, then sat back down beside the hospital bed and watched over the child.
Chen Qing straightened up, straightened his white coat again, and returned to his usual arrogance.
Just when he passed by Xia Xingran, he said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, thank you."
By the time Xia Xingran reacted, Chen Qing had already walked to the smoking area in the hospital yard. Through the glass window, he saw Xia Xingran looking at him, blowing out a puff of smoke and smiling lightly at her.
The color of the sky is half white and half blue, and the pure white clouds are graceful and change into various shapes. The sun broke through the clouds, and under the high sky, everyone really felt the right light and temperature.
After get off work, Xia Xingran returned home. For the first time, she discovered that Han Chenluo hadn't prepared dinner yet. She looked around the room and finally found Han Chenluo on the balcony, who looked worried. ..
When Han Chenluo saw Xia Xingran, he quickly came to his senses, grabbed his hair, and said with an apologetic tone, "I'm sorry, sister, I forgot to cook."
Xia Xingran quickly shook her head and smiled calmly, and used her hands to straighten the hair that was messed up by Han Chenluo.
"It's okay, Xiao Luo. It's not your duty to cook for me. There's no need to apologize."
A faint smile appeared at the corners of her lips, just like a green lotus blooming in this season, with a tranquil and poetic feeling.
"Xiao Luo, did something happen?" Xia Xingran looked at the sweat on his forehead and felt uneasy.
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He pursed his lips several times, glanced at his phone several times, pursed his lips and said, "Sister, I haven't contacted my mother in three days."
Xia Xingran's heart skipped a beat as she remembered that when she chased him out last time, Han Ranchen had disappeared. At that time, I thought she was just walking a little faster, but now after hearing what Han Chenluo said, an ominous premonition filled her heart.
"Auntie, could it be that she went out to play and was delayed by something?" Xia Xingran tried to comfort Han Chenluo.
Han Chenluo immediately shook his head resolutely: "No." He lowered his head, his eyebrows full of anxiety: "Since I can remember, my mother has always cared about my safety. No matter where I am, every night we will Say good night to confirm."
"But since three days ago, my mother has not responded to my messages. I have called her dozens of times in the past few days, but her mobile phone has been turned off."
Han Chenluo was lying on the balcony, his head hung low, and he sighed heavily one after another.
Half a day later, he looked up with a pale face, his eyes filled with tears, and his voice was broken and choked: "Sister, I'm scared. I'm afraid something will happen to my mother, sister."
Xia Xingran's heart suddenly clenched and she hurriedly approached Han Chenluo and held him in her arms, patting his back repeatedly. He sobbed, and hot tears soaked Xia Xingran's shoulders.
Xia Xingran hesitated, but still told Han Chenluo what happened that day.
Han Chenluo immediately opened his big red, watery eyes and looked at Xia Xingran in disbelief. For the first time, there was blame in my eyes.
"Sister, how could you doubt my mother like this!" Han Chenluo had a sullen look on his face and suppressed the anger in his heart.
Xia Xingran was used to Han Chenluo's gentleness, and when he was yelled at, she felt aggrieved and unconvinced, and her voice became louder: "You can't blame me entirely, after all, it's a matter that concerns my parents. Who let aunt If I didn’t explain it clearly, everyone would be suspicious of the situation at that time.”
Han Chenluo's eyes instantly turned cold, he knitted his eyebrows, and with a cold face, his words were sharper than a knife: "So, my sister's parents are extremely important and cannot be blasphemed in the slightest. My mother is extremely contemptible and can be trampled on at will." Yes, is that what you mean?"
His appearance coupled with such words made Xia Xingran shudder involuntarily. She had never felt this way before.
The atmosphere suddenly became extremely dull, like heavy rain pressing down on the environment, making people unable to breathe.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Han Chenluo's cold moon-like eyes flashed with fire-like eyes, seeming to burn Xia Xingran.
Without saying a word, he walked around Xia Xingran with a sullen face, put on his helmet, walked out of the house, got on his motorcycle, and sped towards the city.
The last trace of light in the sky also disappeared.
As night fell, Xia Xingran stood alone on the balcony, looking at the extremely dark night without stars and moon.
The lights in the yard turned on one after another, drawing Xia Xingran's shadow closer to the endless spreading darkness.
The sound of pairs of crickets came to my ears.
Xia Xingran suddenly slumped to the ground, her eyes dazed, covering her face with her hands, and cried hoarsely.
In the most prosperous business district of City A, there is a luxurious palace-like building - Renjianle.
It was the leading high-end luxury club in the entire country of China. It is also the most important profitable project invested by Yue Haotian, Asia's richest man, in City A.
In the private room on the first floor, the marble floor reflected a pale white light. Red velvet curtains isolate it from the world.
The ten-meter-long square dining table is covered with a spotless white tablecloth. The vessels above reflect the dazzling light of gold and silver. ..
Two giant splendid chandeliers hung from the high ceiling, and the complicated lighting emits a cold light.
The four high walls were impenetrable, casting dark shadows on the soft cashmere carpet.
Hanging on the walls are calligraphy and paintings by famous people from all over the world, both at home and abroad. However, no matter how expensive and luxurious the interior is, they cannot hide the oppression and coercion in the private room.
It was already the third day that Han Ranchen was tied to a Roman column.
The slightly curly hair followed the cervical vertebrae that seemed to be broken,
Covering most of his face.
Suddenly someone grabbed her chin, forced her to raise her head, and poured another bucket of cold water on top of her head.
She coughed and let out a weak breath, and her pale face showed a breath of death. His eyes were sunken, his lips were bloodless, and his whole body was trembling.
Bai Zhengqian sat with his legs crossed on an off-white Italian Cornelio Cappellini sofa. Squinting his eyes, he looked at Han Ranchen's painful expression with a look of enjoyment.
"Tell me why you are doing this." Bai Zhengqian pretended to be sympathetic and walked to Han Ranchen.
Han Ranchen found the right moment, spat in his face, laughed and cursed: "Stop acting like a rat like you, your face that hasn't changed in years is getting more and more disgusting!"
Bai Zhengqian wiped his face with a pocket towel. He was so angry that the skin at the corners of his eyes was stretched as if it was about to split. His two round eyes seemed to burst out, and the veins on his forehead were twitching.
He suddenly laughed strangely and took out a syringe from his pocket, with an unknown and dangerous liquid flowing in it.
He approached Han Ranchen step by step, put the syringe on her arm, and said sullenly: "Since you are so ignorant of lifting, how about I let you experience the joy of ascending to heaven?"
Han Ranchen immediately understood what the liquid in the tube was. He looked frightened, twisted his body violently, breathed rapidly, and kept saying no, no, no, no.
Bai Zhengqian whistled into the syringe, his eyebrows filled with the joy of a villain's success.
"It's okay if you don't want to. As long as you tell me who Han Chenluo's father is and where Chang Huan is now, I will let you go immediately." Bai Zhengqian's eyes were dark and he had an unpredictable smile.
