Dr. Chung’s 90s

Jiang Dalian didn't go back to Shenzhen City at night, so he didn't have to rush to catch the train and could chat with Cheng Yuan for a while.

Zhong Yu sat there after a full meal and yawned all day long. It was normal for him to lose energy and want to rest after a high-intensity work.

Ji Xueli looked distressed. Both Jiang Dalian and the others were old friends, so he said directly:

"You two can chat slowly and order whatever you want to eat or drink. I'll pay for it. I have to take Ayu back to rest."

Only then did Jiang Dalian notice that Zhong Yu had tears in his eyes and looked extremely sleepy. He smiled and said:

"The youngest must be very tired. You two should go back and rest quickly and ignore us."

Cheng Yuan immediately said: "Then I will send you out~"

Zhong Yu rubbed his eyes and stood up, interlocking hands with Ji Xueli, leaning against Ji Xueli's voice and said lazily:

"No need to trouble you. You two can continue chatting and we can go out on our own. Don't be so polite."

Cheng Yuan smiled gently, knowing that Yuuki Xueliai was there and he didn't need to worry about it. He waved to the two of them and watched them leave.

When the two of them could no longer see their backs, Jiang Da patted Cheng Yuan on the shoulder and said in a casual tone:

"Everyone has gone away, come and sit down quickly, and we can continue chatting."

Without Zhong Yu around, Cheng Yuan's state became much more relaxed, and his sitting posture was not as upright as before.

Jiang Dalian said with a smile: "You really don't mind seeing the sweetheart you have been thinking about for so many years being held and cared for by others?"

Cheng Yuan drank the wine in one gulp and sneered: "What's the use of whether I mind or not? When the status quo cannot be changed, the only thing that can be done is to persuade myself to understand. You see, I have a marriage partner, the youngest. Being with me feels like going back in time, what's wrong with that?"

Jiang Dalian frowned, put down his wine glass and said in a serious tone: "Brother, you are wrong to think like this. Since you are going to marry your fiancée, how can you still care about others? She is the one who wants to support you until old age. People who share joys and sorrows, you should have a clear mind."

Cheng Yuan drank a little too much and was in a tipsy state at the moment. He didn't have to restrain himself without Zhong Yu, so he smiled bitterly:

"I understand that this is unfair to her. I will do all the duties that a husband should perform. Except for work, I will leave the rest of my time to her. I will be a good husband. I can control my behavior, but I cannot control my Xin, you have to let me take my time."

Jiang Dalian sighed, looking at him with sympathy, and said in a serious tone:

"You'd better keep your word. In the future, your wife will give you children and take care of the housework. She will be your support for the rest of your life. If you fail her, you will be punished. You must have this awareness."

Cheng Yuan agreed with what he said and said in a calm tone: "My fiancée is a very good woman. Don't worry, I won't make her sad. I will get along well with her. It's not impossible to fall in love for a long time in the future."

Although Jiang Dalian was worried, he knew that he was not completely confused yet. It was difficult for outsiders to explain emotional matters, so all he could do was give a few warnings.

Zhong Yu fell asleep on the seat after getting in the car. Ji Xueli took care of her while driving. As for Cheng Yuan's thoughts, he didn't delve into it deeply. He had already decided to get married, so there was no need to wonder whether he still loved Zhong Yu.

When they arrived at the door of the house, Zhong Yu was still awake. Ji Xueli didn't call her, he just carried her into the house. After putting her back on the bed, he scrubbed and changed her clothes thoughtfully, covered her with a quilt and took the clothes she had changed. Go downstairs and wash.

After his series of actions, Zhong Yu just raised her eyelids in confusion and took a look. The aura that was familiar to Ji Xueli was tossed around by him, and she was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes.

Ji Xueli finished washing his clothes and prepared the ingredients for tomorrow's breakfast, which would save some time.

With his financial strength, there is no pressure to invite an aunt back, but he also enjoys doing these things. They are more comfortable getting along without anyone disturbing them, and it is enough to ask someone to clean the house regularly.

Zhong Yu slept very soundly. When he got up early, he ate the fish fillet porridge cooked by Ji Xueli, which made him feel happy both physically and mentally.

She had a smile on her face when she went to the hospital. When she went to the office, she put on a white coat and went for ward rounds first. The patient undergoing surgery was already awake and in very good condition.

Seeing Zhong Yu coming over, the patient's family members smiled and said:

"Director Zhong, Dr. Zhou in your hospital is really responsible. He comes to take care of our children from time to time, and the post-operative care is excellent. Our children are really lucky to meet you."

Zhou Ze was also in the ward, and he was a little embarrassed to be praised by the patient's family in person. Zhong Yu could understand him, and paying attention to the patient's condition at all times was also to reassure himself.

Zhong Yu was not stingy in praising her subordinates. She smiled and said: "Our Dr. Zhou has always been dedicated to his patients and has outstanding abilities. If you have any questions, you can go to him directly. I usually have too many things to take care of."

The patient’s family members were very understanding and quickly echoed:

"The greater Director Zhong's ability, the heavier his burden. There is nothing we can do about it. We all understand."

Zhong Yu exchanged a few pleasantries before going to check on the patient. After the examination, he told Zhou Ze a few words before leaving.

She had just come out of the ward and saw Song Congchun standing opposite her with a resentful face without any warning. Zhong Yu shouted in surprise:

"Why are you back from Chun? Didn't you go to Huizhou? Why did you come here without calling in advance?"

Song Congchun's face was so smelly that he could scrape out two ounces of oil. He lowered his voice angrily and said:

"Where did you spend the night last night? I just checked and it was not you who worked the night shift last night. I think you want to make trouble!"

Zhong Yu was startled by this patriarchal attitude, and Song Congchun said angrily:

"Why are you standing there stupidly? Go to the office and explain it to me!"

He turned around and walked towards the office. Zhong Yu touched his nose and followed him in a funny way. After entering the office, Song Congchun closed the door and said sadly:

"Zhong Yu, Zhong Yu, you are such a grown-up, why are you so careless in doing things? You don't care about the person you are dating, but you go to spend the night at someone else's house before you get married. He won't cherish you if you do this."

Zhong Yu walked to the office chair and sat down with a calm expression, and said with a smile:

"Why are you so pedantic at such a young age? Isn't it normal for you to spend the night at his house when you are in love? Don't make too much of a fuss."

While she was talking, she was tidying up her desk. Song Congchun frowned and said displeasedly:

"You are a girl, and you are the one who will suffer from this. What if, what if you get pregnant out of wedlock? Do you still want your reputation?"

Although Song Congchun is smart, he grew up accepting traditional ideas. He understands everything that should be understood.

Zhong Yu understood that he had good intentions and simply said it clearly.

"If I really get pregnant, I can still give birth to the child. I won't stay in the hospital long. When the time comes, I can start my own business. I don't have to care too much about other people's opinions. I have the financial foundation to support the child. It won't be a problem. If I don't get married, I can give birth to my child with my last name." , isn’t this bad?”

Song Congchun was dumbfounded. He stammered: "In this case, the child will be very pitiful without a father."

Zhong Yu sneered and said, "Are we living worse than others without a father? In fact, as long as we have the financial ability, it won't be a problem to leave our father and have children. I have no plans to get married and have children at the moment, so you don't have to worry."

Song Congchun's little head was greatly shocked. He was stunned and said: "Leave the father and keep the son? Don't mess around, mom will be mad at you." Zhong Yu didn't think her mother's psychological quality was so poor, but she didn't I plan to continue discussing this topic with Song Congchun. After all, he is just a little kid. There is no need to explain it to him in a superficial way.

So he changed the subject and said, "Why are you back so soon? Aren't you going out to play?"

Song Congchun said feebly: "Brother Shi has some urgent matters in the army that need to be dealt with. Let's wait until he takes care of it before setting off. I will just come back to rest for two days."

Zhong Yu looked at him carefully and realized that his body was much stronger and his skin had darkened by more than one shade, probably because he was exposed to the sun all day long.

"So did you have fun going out?"

Song Congchun was very happy when he talked about what he had experienced during the trip. He kept talking with excitement on his face. Zhong Yu felt that the trip was well worth the money.

"Well, I don't have anything important on hand right now. How about we go camping together?"

Song Congchun had never camped before, but he heard it from his classmates and asked with great interest: "Shall we just go? Will it be unsafe?"

At this time, there were not surveillance everywhere, and there were indeed certain security risks. Zhong Yu had no idea of ​​taking him alone, so she said as a matter of course:

"I must call Shang Ji Xueli. How can I bring a camping tent with me without a car? When we go to a campsite with a barbecue, we have to bring a lot of ingredients."

Song Congchun is not afraid of crowds. The more people there are, the happier he is. "This is feasible. Why don't we go on a different day? How about we go this weekend?"

Zhong Yu nodded and agreed without any objection. Guessing that the young man's anger had subsided, she smiled and said:

"I still have to go to work, how about you go back first?"

Song Congchun originally wanted to have a good talk with Ji Xueli, but what his sister said just now sounded like he wasn't sure who was at the disadvantage, so he simply ignored it and said with a squinting look on his face:

"Then you go home obediently to me after get off work tonight, and I'll go buy groceries later. If you don't come home, I'll call mom and ask her to teach you a lesson."

Zhong Yu was not frightened. He couldn't stay for a few days anyway, so there was no need to confront him. He said cooperatively:

"Don't worry, I will definitely go home tonight. You can leave quickly."

Song Congchun was not an ignorant child. He also knew not to disturb his sister's work, so he left neatly.

After Zhong Yu left the office, she went to the outpatient clinic. Since she became famous, many patients have called her, and there is always a long queue outside the outpatient clinic.

As soon as she appeared, the nurse who was working with her breathed a sigh of relief, trotted up to her, and whispered:

"Director Zhong, patients have been waiting in line for a long time. I don't know what to do if you don't come back."

Zhong Yu said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I was delayed by some personal matters just now. Please call the patient in quickly."

Looking at the crowd of people in the waiting area, she was also very stressed.

The patients called in by the nurse were a mother and daughter. The young girl, who was sixteen or seventeen years old, was a little shy and followed her mother with her head lowered. She walked with a slight limp and was obscured by her mother's broad figure. Zhong Yu saw Not really.

After the couple entered the consulting room, her mother sat across from Zhong Yu and gasped:

"Director Zhong, our military family members have all heard that you have superb medical skills. My daughter has been having trouble with her legs for more than ten years. You need to get her cured quickly. Seeing that she is getting older, it will not be good if she is disliked by her husband's family after graduation. "

When Zhong Yu heard that there was something wrong with the little girl's leg, Zhong Yu's first reaction was to ask her to go to the orthopedics department. But she didn't know the condition, so she couldn't speak rashly. She said in a gentle tone: "Sister-in-law, don't worry, I'll take a look at the condition of your girl's leg first." .”

The woman said without hesitation: "Nier, take off your pants quickly and let the doctor take a look."

The little girl resisted instinctively. It was obvious that she had been laughed at a lot because of her legs. Seeing her shrinking, her mother pulled her over and said angrily: "Don't act like a monster to me. I'll put aside everything at home and bring you here." If you don't cooperate with the doctor, you will become more lame in the future, so don't expect me to take care of you."

After saying that, he started to forcefully pull down her pants. Zhong Yu quickly stepped forward to stop her and said:

"Sister-in-law, don't be so excited. Let's let the children do it by themselves. Teenagers have high self-esteem."

Nier was about to cry, but she was clearly shaking with anger but she didn't say a word. Zhong Yu pulled the little girl aside and comforted her softly:

"Don't be afraid. I'm just giving you a routine check-up to help you treat your illness. You don't have to take off your pants all the way, as long as you can see your legs."

The sister-in-law cursed and said: "Director Zhong, don't talk nonsense to her. She doesn't understand good words, so just do it..."

Zhong Yu said displeasedly: "The child is the one who is sick. We have to respect the child's wishes. How about you wait outside and I will tell you after I finish the examination."

The woman said with a sneer: "I won't say anything anymore and you can do your business while I watch. Our child is timid, so she will feel more at ease if I stay here."

Ni'er didn't object to her words. It was obvious that this person was also very talkative and really cared about her daughter. Perhaps it was because Zhong Yu was approachable enough that Ni'er didn't dislike her examination too much after she calmed down.

When she fully exposed her thighs, Zhong Yu immediately made a judgment. She frowned and said:

"Nier, this is a rare contracture of the thigh fascia. An oblique soft tissue concave zone can be seen on the left thigh. The upper part reaches the anterior superior iliac spine and the inner part is close to the medial epicondyle of the femur. The skin has poor elasticity and a slightly hard texture. The lower part seems to be palpable. And a hard cord is tightly adhered to the skin, and the skin dent becomes deeper when the hip joint is extended backwards and the knee joint is straightened.”

Neither mother nor daughter understood the professional terms Zhong Yu said. The sister-in-law said nervously:

"Director Zhong, when my Nier was 2 years old, she discovered that there was a diagonal skin indentation on her left thigh. Later, she gradually developed a tightness in her left thigh. She had pulling pain when she walked. She looked like she was lame. The disease gets worse as we grow older, can this disease be cured? We went to see an orthopedic surgeon before, and they said it was not theirs to treat, and they specifically asked us to come to you."

This disease was not an incurable disease in Zhong Yu's hands. She comforted her softly:

"Sister-in-law, don't worry, it can be cured with surgery. There should be hard cords in the fascial layer, which are in the form of cord-like tendon plates, like tendons adhering to the deep muscle layer. Removing the cords will not cause any problems for pathological examination. It’ll be fine.”

What she said was easy and simple, which inexplicably eased the anxiety of patients and their families.

The sister-in-law said with a happy face: "As long as the problem is not serious, should we go through the hospitalization procedures now?"

Zhong Yu said while writing the order for them: "Relevant examinations are required for hospitalization procedures. I will arrange the operation as soon as possible."

No one wanted to spend extra money in the hospital, so the sister-in-law took the bill and thanked her profusely, and Nier was not as gloomy as when she first came in.

After watching them leave, Zhong Yu called the next patient to come in.