The organization initially thought of sending Yan Se over overnight. After all, Wang Wenzhi’s life or death was uncertain. If something unexpected happened, the couple would still be able to see each other one last time.
But with Yan Se's physical condition, no one dared to act rashly.
"You are in very bad health now, and you haven't given up yet." Zhang Ting and some colleagues beside her whispered, "No matter what happens in the future, you have to take care of yourself. Your body is the capital of the revolution." .”
Yan Se was lying on the snow-white hospital bed, her face was pale, tears slowly dripped from the corners of her eyes, and she choked and begged, "Please."
"My child just died. What if I didn't even see my husband for the last time?"
Everyone present wanted to shed tears along with them. Zhang Ting turned her back and wiped her eyes, then turned back and said: "Doctor Yan, don't worry, I will go and respond to the leader later!"
Yan Se was about to stand up from the bed with her arms trembling, "Thank you, thank you!"
"Dr. Yan, what are you doing? Lie down quickly!" Several colleagues quickly helped her lie down.
Yan Se's body and lips trembled, and she pursed her lips tightly and turned away.
That weak look once again won everyone's pitiful pity.
In the morning, Yan Se covered herself tightly and got into the car and went to the hospital where Wang Wenzhi was treating her, leaving Cui Jinhua to take care of the young and old. After all, she couldn't get away from Lin Zuoqiang.
By the time Yan Se arrived at the hospital where Wang Wenzhi was treated, Wang Wenzhi had already been transferred to the special care ward after rescue.
"If you wake up within forty-eight hours, you will be out of danger, but..." the attending doctor paused here, looked at Yan Se's pale face and asked, "Do you have children?"
These words were like stabbing a knife into Yan Se's heart. She almost gasped in pain and said, "Yes."
Hearing what Yan Se said, the doctor's face relaxed a little. He said, "It would be good to have a child. Dr. Wang has injured a vital part, and he may not be able to do anything in the future."
"Having a child, in general, is a comfort to him."
"What?" Yan Se asked, holding his trembling heart, "What do you mean?"
Did she hear it wrong? Wang Wenzhi will no longer be able to do human affairs? Wouldn't that mean he became a eunuch? What about her? Will you be a widow from now on, and won't have any more children of your own?
If she proposes divorce, will Wang Wenzhi agree? Yan Se panicked for a moment. He might as well have collapsed on the bed!
What is this! Yan Se suddenly felt dizzy and fell over.
Yes, the couple was arranged directly into a ward.
Everything was going smoothly on Yanzhen's side. Sun Dafa, who had previously promised to help Yanzhen find a store, sent Yanzhen news, saying that there was an expired store diagonally opposite the hospital that could be rented to them.
Yan Zhen hurriedly took the old man and Chen Juan there. It was only at this time that Yan Zhen found out that his master's name was Su Lingyou.
Lingyou is an alpine flower and is also a traditional Chinese medicine. It has the effects of clearing heat, reducing noise, and purging liver and gallbladder fire. It means gentleness and a bright future. When combined with the surname Su, it is particularly elegant.
However, this kind of person has been crazy for many years.
The old man Su Lingyou turned around in a circle, holding his beard and nodding——
"The location is good and the size is sufficient. There is a small courtyard at the back where you can dry herbal medicine and make pills. But the house needs to be renovated and given a name so that I can file it with the health management department."
I still have to go to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, the Food and Drug Administration, etc., and all these things are added up, and I feel that I have been very busy during this period.
Wang Dehai stood watching from a distance, feeling in a trance.
He seemed to have seen the old man in high spirits many years ago. At that time, Su Lingyou was already a well-known Chinese medicine doctor in the local area. Although he was located in a remote and remote area like the mountains, there was still an endless stream of people coming to see him every day.
This is why Wang Dehai did not expect Su Lingyou to be qualified to practice medicine. After all, there are so many barefoot doctors in rural areas. If we were to investigate seriously, who would be able to get the medical qualification certificate seriously?
Wang Dehai knew Su Lingyou's true strength, and also knew the reason why he ambitiously wanted to make a comeback and came to the hospital to open a traditional Chinese medicine clinic.
The purpose is to fight him in the ring and not make things easier for him.
Therefore, Yan Zhen and Su Lingyou must not open this shop. Wang Dehai pushed up his glasses, turned and walked to the hospital.
Although Wang Dehai didn't know what method Yan Zhen used to persuade Cui Jinhua to come to the hospital to serve Lin Zuoqiang, but who wants to serve a patient who is so miserable that he can't take care of himself all day long?
Wang Dehai found Cui Jinhua, introduced himself as soon as he came up, stretched out his hand and said: "Hello, I am Yan Se's teacher and her director. Have you heard her mention me?"
Cui Jinhua wiped his hands on his clothes in fear, then stretched out his hand, held Wang Dehai's hand, shook it in a panic and said, "Hello!"
Seeing Cui Jinhua's humble appearance, Wang Dehai's vanity was somewhat satisfied. He looked down at Cui Jinhua like a superior and said, "Let's take a step to talk."
Although Cui Jinhua didn't know why Wang Dehai was looking for her, this man was his woman's mentor after all. Cui Jinhua obediently followed him to his office.
After closing the door and making sure there was no one around, Wang Dehai went straight to the point and said, "Lin Zuoqiang is an acquaintance of the hospital, so I know who will be unlucky for him."
"This is obviously what Yan Zhen should do. I can't figure out why you are the one who has to suffer."
Cui Jinhua immediately showed a bitter look on his face, spread his hands and said, "I don't want to either, but..."
but! She had no choice but to stop Cui Jinhua's words, which suffocated her to death! Isn't it because she has something in Yan Zhen's hands? Otherwise, how could she be so obedient to Yan Zhen?
Wang Dehai's eyes fell coldly on Cui Jinhua's face through the lenses, and said smoothly: "It's not me who curses you. If this man doesn't die and is in your hands, you have to wait until he dies."
Cui Jinhua knows this, and he also knows that if this happens, Cui Jinhua will have no choice but to die! The old man kept his mouth dirty and cursed, but he also became disgusting and deliberately peed in his pants.
If she pooped in her pants, she had to clean it up. She had to change Lin Zuoqiang's pants, so she had to see his stuff.
The old immortal would immediately become excited, his breathing would become rapid, and he would squint his eyes lustfully and look at her lewdly.
Cui Jinhua felt as if he had been stripped naked and insulted by such a look. However, Lin Zuoqiang did not speak or make any moves. Cui Jinhua had a fit and called him a gangster, but then he turned around and Lin Zuoqiang started to act pitiful.
"Hey, you're saying that for a person of my age, there's no tomorrow, and I didn't do anything or say anything, so you're saying that I'm acting like a hooligan?" Lin Zuoqiang stretched out his withered hands and trembled. Wiping tears, "Sister, you want to put a shit basin on my head, right?"
After learning about the old man's tragic experience, some people will inevitably pity him. The daughter-in-law ran away with someone, and the only son didn't care about him! How can a person who is sick and about to die have the leisure to act like a hooligan?
"Are you thinking too much?"
"That's right. Apart from scolding people, I really didn't say anything else, and I didn't do anything. You have to think about it yourself. I think it's because you have dirty thoughts, as if I arranged it for you."
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Lin Zuoqiang would even whisper provocatively in her ear: "I didn't do anything, they were all watching."
He was just irritating her on purpose! Cui Jinhua threw the basin and cursed——
"You old fool! You did it on purpose. Why don't you die quickly! You old Bidian!"
Lin Zuoqiang once again put on an innocent expression and said desperately: "I am wronged, wrongly accused!"
"Sister, if you don't want to serve me anymore, just tell me. Why are you so insulting?"
Cui Jinhua was driven like a madman, but Lin Zuoqiang could get rid of the matter by just shedding real and fake tears.
In the end, Cui Jinhua stopped making trouble and pretended that nothing had happened, trying his best to ignore Lin Zuoqiang's creepy gaze.
What if you really can’t get rid of this kind of person?
"If you have a way to make Yan Zhen suffer, that's fine. If not..." When Wang Dehai said this, he paused and looked at Cui Jinhua expressionlessly.
"If Lin Zuoqiang happens to die at this time, you can be relieved. If you don't say anything, Yan Zhen will also have a hard time."
Wang Dehai has asked Zhang Ting to send a message to Brother Biao, asking him to trick Lin Zuoqiang's son into suing Yan Zhen and Su Lingyou for medical malpractice as soon as Lin Zuoqiang dies.
Regardless of whether it is true or false, as soon as the case is filed, they will be involved in the lawsuit, and the documents reviewed will not pass. If the matter continues to ferment, the traditional Chinese medicine clinic will close down before it even opens.
It takes a long time for a lawsuit to be fought, and some cases may even last for several years.
"So, do you understand what I'm saying?" Wang Dehai took out a small bottle from the drawer, put it on the table and pushed it over, "Find a way to feed it to him."
Lin Zuoqiang suffered from hepatic ascites, and this medicine accelerated liver failure.
Cui Jinhua looked at the bottle on the table, hesitated for a moment, then grabbed it and put it in his arms.
At the same time, Yan Se suddenly opened his eyes in the hospital and looked around. There was no one, it was very quiet, only the beeping sound of the instruments on Wang Wenzhi's body.
Yan Se stood up and immediately removed Wang Wenzhi's oxygen tube.
Go to hell, you damn eunuch, you still want to hang on to me for the rest of your life?
