Qing Wu was stunned for a moment, then frowned slightly: "Engagement? Don't you have other daughters at home?"
"Miss Shaojia said that she is not the daughter of the Shen family and is not worthy of occupying the eldest lady's engagement. The old man has spoken. It is yours and no one can take it away!"
Lao Zhou happily answered the phone, chatted with the other party respectfully, and then looked at Qing Wu after hanging up.
"Miss, before the old man wants to invite you to go home, go and see him first. You also know that he is not in good health and has been thinking about you for many years..."
Qing Wu didn't have any objections and nodded: "Okay, but the gift I prepared for grandpa hasn't arrived yet. Isn't it appropriate to go empty-handed?"
Lao Zhou quickly waved his hand: "It's a good thing that you are willing to go. The old man doesn't value that."
The old man of the Shen family has lived for such a long time, what good things have he not seen?
What Lao Zhou was more worried about was that Qing Wu refused to go.
It is not easy to think of preparing a gift for the old man in advance.
As the poor Lin family lived in such a small villa, Lao Zhou didn't think Qing Wu could come up with a good gift.
But what Qingnu said, with a measured approach and retreat, polite and respectful, but neither humble nor overbearing, made Lao Zhou's impression of her much better.
With this magnanimity, she is worthy of being the eldest lady in our family!
"Okay, I'll send you there right now."
Half an hour later, the helicopter turned back into an ordinary car and drove smoothly into Qiaoxi Hospital in Beijing.
Lao Zhou handed Qing Wu a piece of paper with the ward number written on it.
"Miss, the old man doesn't like too many people. I'm going to wash the car. Please go up by yourself. I'll wait for you here!"
Mr. Shen has a bad temper, and has become even more eccentric after being ill in the past two years. Old Zhou looked at Qing Wu apologetically.
Qing Wu took the paper and nodded lightly: "Okay."
As soon as we arrived on the third floor, some naughty kids in the corridor knocked over the nurse's cart for changing dressings, and the trolley filled with medical equipment crashed straight into Qing Wu!
"careful!"
The nurses screamed.
"Oops, there's still medicine for bed No. 3 in there. If it's spilled, it'll be over..."
Just as Qingwu was about to hide away, she heard the nurse's conversation.
Bed three?
Isn't that the bed number of Mr. Shen's family?
The cart lost control and accelerated towards Qingnu.
In the midst of the chaos, Qingwu stepped forward, pushed her knees along the cart, and firmly controlled the cart.
Not a drop of the medicine was spilled in the car!
The nurses were shocked!
This skill is so neat!
"Little girl, are you okay?"
Qingwu shook her head and was about to return the trolley to the nurse. As soon as she stood still, a plump aunt rushed towards her.
Auntie stretched out her hand to grab Qingwu's arm, but she dodged it at a speed invisible to the naked eye.
Auntie jumped in the air and grabbed Qingwu's clothes when she wasn't paying attention. Her voice was so loud that all the patients on the floor could hear it.
"Little girl, come and judge us! Qiaoxi Hospital treats people to death, how can we live?"
"Qiaoxi Hospital treated my son to death and refused to admit it. Little girl, you come to judge!"
The aunt started to cry at the top of her lungs.
"Qiaoxi Hospital will pay for my son! Give back my son's life!"
"Quack doctors killed people, and your hospital is going to pay for my son's life!"
At the entrance of every ward, there are patients who come out to watch.
The medical staff were not surprised, and the nurse quickly came up and tried to pull Qingnu away.
The aunt pushed the nurse to the ground and cried, "Oh my God! Why is my son's life so miserable!"
The nurse was annoyed and frowned: "Patient family, you signed the surgical agreement before the patient's surgery. The patient died due to improper postoperative care and wound infection. What does this have to do with our hospital?"
Auntie's voice became louder, making Qingnu's eardrums buzz.
"It doesn't matter? You said it doesn't matter?! My son died in your hospital! The quack doctor killed my son and he should pay with his life!"
Auntie usually only talks by yelling. She is so full of energy that the doctors and nurses will complain endlessly after a burst of energy.
After yelling, the aunt took out the prescription, sat down on the ground, and continued to cry.
"Why don't you believe me? My son told me in a dream that it's all your hospital's fault!"
The nurse was extremely disgusted and couldn't just expel her.
"Stop talking nonsense here. Is your son entrusting you with a dream as proof? Feudal superstition! Security, take her out quickly!"
The aunt simply lay on the ground and rolled around, as if she would not leave unless the hospital gave her an explanation.
A cold voice sounded above the aunt's head.
"Is this your son's medicine? There is something wrong with this medicine."
Auntie's crying stopped suddenly!
She raised her head and saw Qing Wu looking at the prescription in her hand calmly, her eyes as cold as water, but causing ripples.
The aunt became excited and her voice became louder: "I knew someone could see it! Finally, someone gave me a call! It was the quack doctor from Qiaoxi Hospital who killed my son!"
This aunt comes here every once in a while, and the medical care on the entire floor is miserable. They are very tired of facing such vicious medical troubles.
The doctor looked at Qingwu with hostility in his eyes.
"Little girl, don't talk nonsense. Why do you say there is something wrong with our hospital's prescriptions?"
"You are so young and you are talking nonsense? Do you understand this prescription? Do you know what the patient's symptoms are?"
Qing Wu glanced at her with calm eyes.
"Licorice will inhibit the synthesis and release of prostaglandins, inhibit the activity of 11β-hydroxysteroid dehydrogenase, and increase the patient's blood pressure. This is common sense. The dosage of licorice tablets in this prescription was too high, which led to the patient's death after his blood pressure increased."
The nurse looked bad at her.
"You are just a high school student and you still talk to me about common sense? This is medicine prescribed by a team of experts!"
This little girl thinks she really understands medicine after just reading some books?
If you don't teach her a lesson, she may not know what respect means!
An old voice came.
"Okay, what's the fuss about?"
The doctors and nurses immediately shut up and looked respectfully at the old man standing at the door of the ward.
He was wearing a hospital gown and holding a cane with a dragon head in his hand, showing no anger or authority.
The nurse rolled her eyes.
"Old chief, it's the family members of the previous patients in Room 8 who are making trouble again. This little girl is claiming that there is something wrong with the medicine in our hospital!"
"Professor Chen Jianhong of Capital Medical University personally decided on No. 8 medicines, and he is very authoritative."
"Maybe it's an enemy agent that sneaked in. I suggest letting the security take her away!"
The old man snorted, majestic and domineering.
"Does your hospital security no longer want to let enemy agents sneak in?"
The medical staff had quick eyesight and quick hands, so they wanted to grab Qingwu's arm and twist her out.
Qingnu's feet drifted, and she pushed herself out with a slight effort on her calves. The nurse didn't even touch her clothes.
Auntie blocked Qingwu behind her with one hand.
"Which one of you dares? Whoever touches this girl, I will die for you!"
The doctors and nurses were all overwhelmed. The patient's family members were making trouble with the doctor and the girl was talking nonsense, and the scene was quite chaotic for a time.
"Throw them out quickly!"
"There must be something wrong if you come here and talk nonsense!"
Qing Wu: "..."
She just casually said that this medicine made a common sense mistake. Why do these people act like they are crazy?
Qing Wu's eyes were calm, "Is Chen Jianhong very good? He also makes common sense mistakes."
She remembered the name, and last month they sent an email inviting her to join their team. She felt there was little room for development, so she declined.
Chen Jianhong saw several SCI articles she published in the top medical journal NEJM and contacted her frantically.
Those papers were all written casually when she had nothing to do.
Her words successfully made the doctors around her angry!
Professor Chen Jianhong is currently a leader in the medical field and an authoritative medical scientist in the field of cardiovascular disease. He has won the National Medal of China and plays an important role in the medical field.
Now he is being questioned by a yellow-haired girl!
"What are you talking about? Are you worthy of questioning Professor Chen Jianhong?"
Qing Wu said calmly: "I can contact Chen Jianhong and ask him to admit his mistakes."
