Dr. Chung’s 90s

The temperature in Guangzhou in September is still high, and it is so sweltering that people are sweating even if they sit still.

Zhong Yu was able to take a short lunch break after completing the operation in the morning, and continued to receive scheduled patients in the afternoon.

Compared with Zhong Yu who was able to handle the new environment with ease, Song Meiting was not so relaxed.

She was transferred to teach at the fifth primary school in the city. Although this school was not a key school in the city, it was not at the bottom either. Song Meiting's academic qualifications were limited, so this was the best choice she could get.

So she was very satisfied. The only drawback was that it was a bit far from where they lived, and it took more than thirty minutes to ride a bicycle to and from get off work.

Fortunately, the house she and Tan Shijie live in now is rented. When the rent is due, they can move to a closer one and solve the problem.

Tan Shijie didn't have any objections. Once Song Meiting's work was completed, they would have an extra income and live a more comfortable life.

Because she was a newly transferred teacher, and a person from other provinces would inevitably be excluded, Song Meiting arranged for her to be the class teacher as soon as she went to report. The class she was leading was the sixth grade class that was about to graduate.

This is not an easy task. She knows nothing about the students' situations and needs to learn about each one again.

I was so busy right after school started in September that the first week was as bad as a dog.

She can't speak Cantonese during class, and her Mandarin is mixed with a Haishi accent. Just communicating with students has become a huge problem. If this continues, the students' final grades will be even worse.

If she hadn't gotten married, she might have given up her life in anger and left. But after the beating of marriage, she knew how important it was to have a stable income, so no matter how big the difficulties were, she would do her best to overcome them.

Last week, there was a group fight between students, and a student in her class had her head broken. It took a lot of effort for her to adjust it. It was only half a month after the school started that she got used to it a little bit.

No matter how unsatisfactory the work was, it was still an iron job that many military wives were envious of. Song Meiting did not forget about the well digger, but she also wanted to thank Zhong Yu in her heart.

On Saturday, she prepared her lessons at home, had some lunch alone, and then bought some fruit and went to the Military Region General Hospital to find Zhong Yu.

The weather was too hot and it was far away, so she simply took a bus there. When she got to the hospital, she went straight to the plastic surgery department but couldn't find anyone.

Zhou Ze happened to bump into her when he came out of the clinic. He still had some impressions of Song Meiting and took the initiative to chat with her. Only then did Song Meiting know that Zhong Yu had resigned.

When she first heard the news, she thought she had heard it wrong. She asked several times before she dared to believe it. However, she had heard Tan Shijie say that the chief physician of the Military Region General Hospital was already at a very high level and could not be compared with ordinary local hospitals. , but Zhong Yu actually resigned from such a good job.

Song Meiting wanted to know if she was not clear-headed. Zhou Ze had been to Guangfu Hospital and knew the address. He told her in detail. Song Meiting was sweating and ran to Fortune Plaza carrying fruit.

Although she was mentally criticizing Zhong Yu for not cherishing it all the way, when she saw the beautifully decorated hospital with her own eyes, she felt envious again.

The young nurses didn't know Song Meiting, so they just thought she was a patient who came for consultation. They politely invited her to come in and sit down, and thoughtfully poured water for her. Song Meiting drank the water and looked around, and the more she looked, the more frightened she became.

How much money has Zhong Yu earned in the past few years after graduation? Even if this hospital is not as big as the military hospital, it is definitely not something that can be run with just one or two dollars.

Thinking about it from another way, even if Zhong Yu reaches the position of director in the military hospital, the hospital cannot be hers, but this hospital is different. It is completely her personal asset. She deeply feels the relationship between them. difference.

Seeing Song Meiting looking around, the little nurse said in a friendly manner:

"Is there anything I can do to help you? Our dean is currently treating other patients and will be free to see you later. If you can't wait, you can communicate with me first."

Song Meiting put down her cup and asked curiously: "Do nurses like you get a high monthly salary here?"

The little nurse was stunned and didn't know why she asked this. However, they have rules and they have the right not to answer any personal matters that involve personal privacy. Her smile remained unchanged and she said politely:

"Salary matters are our personal privacy and it is not convenient to disclose them."

Song Meiting said with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I just asked out of curiosity. I am the sister of your dean. You can go about your business. I will sit here and wait for her."

The little nurse heard what she said and understood immediately. She said politely:

"Then you sit down and wait for a while, and I'll go talk to Dean Zhong."

Song Meiting quickly thanked her. After all, she was also a people's teacher, so she still had the qualities she should have. Originally, she wanted to educate Zhong Yu. But now it seems that they are not on the same level. She should mind her own business and hold this family tightly. Thick legs are the real deal.

Zhong Yu didn't take Song Meiting seriously. After consulting the patient, she washed her hands before walking out slowly. Song Meiting sat down and drank a glass of water to cool down for a while. When she saw her coming out, she immediately stood up and said angrily:

"Why didn't you tell us about such a big thing as resigning?"

Zhong Yu sat opposite her and asked puzzledly: "Why should I tell you? This is my personal matter and it won't involve you in anything. It has nothing to do with you, right?"

Song Meiting did not answer her question directly. She just said, "You are my only natal family here. I don't know anything about you. It would be very passive."

Zhong Yu said with a smile: "Just live your life well. I won't bother you even if something happens."

Song Meiting said with a serious face: "You can't say that. After all, I still owe you a favor and always think about it."

Zhong Yu didn't know where her fault was, and he didn't want to talk nonsense with her, so he said straightforwardly: "Tell me, why did you come to me?"

Song Meiting chuckled and said, "Can't I come to see you if I have nothing to do? I'm mainly here to say thank you. My job is stable now, thanks to you and Dean Ji. I have nothing to thank you for, but send you some fruit."

She actually knew how to remember people, which was really rare. Zhong Yu glanced at her and said in a calm voice:

"I'll accept the fruit. Just work hard from now on. Don't worry about anything else."

Song Meiting's eyes were full of envy, and she seemed to have said unintentionally: "I wish I had studied hard back then. Your hospital is quite impressive. You spent a lot of money in it, right? Why do you want to resign? I heard that you were divided. It’s a house. Is there still a house now?”

Zhong Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at her with scrutiny, and said in a cold voice:

"The establishment of this hospital cost me all my savings, and I also owed foreign debts. The house allocated to the military hospital is a welfare house. I no longer work in the hospital, so the house will naturally have to be returned."

Song Meiting blamed with a pained face: "Why are you so stupid? How many people dream of your decent job? How nice is that house? If you don't need work, your house will be gone. You still owe foreign debts for running such a hospital. You do it?" Didn't you discuss it with Aunt Qin when you made the decision?" Zhong Yu ignored her anxiety and drank water by himself. He waited until she calmed down and said with a smile:

"Whatever decision I make is my own business and does not need approval from others. Even my mother cannot be my master."

Song Meiting was choked by her words. Forget it, Aunt Qin really couldn't control her temper. Song Meiting twitched her lips.

"Your house is gone, where do you live now?"

Zhong Yu asked calmly: "Why are you asking so many questions? I haven't reached the point of living on the street yet. It won't be too late for you to care about me at that time. If you have nothing to do, just go back. I still have something to do. Woolen cloth."

Zhong Yu has already issued an eviction order, and Song Meiting cannot stay any longer. She is quite different from before. She may still have many small thoughts, but she understands the principle of repaying kindness.

Song Meiting stood up, holding the canvas bag in her hands, and said sincerely:

"My abilities are limited and I know you look down on me, but if you really encounter difficulties, you can come to me. I will not stand idly by."

Zhong Yu was surprised that she could say these words. Maybe she had experienced more things and had a stronger sense of humanity. Zhong Yu was not interested in delving into whether her words were true or false. In her heart, the relationship between the two was finalized. No matter what she said now Nothing can change the essence.

Zhong Yu was unmoved, and said in a calm voice: "Okay, I accept your wishes, so be it."

After she finished speaking, she didn't look at Song Meiting's expression and turned around to leave. Song Meiting didn't look disappointed, as if she was used to this kind of atmosphere.

After Zhong Yu left the living room, he went directly to the ward where Zhang Xueqian was staying. Zhang Xueqian's face was a little swollen and she was wrapped in a bandage. In addition to the assistant, there was a girl of thirteen or fourteen who was crying in the ward.

When Zhang Xueqian saw Zhong Yu, it was like seeing a savior. She slurred her words and said:

"Zhong Yu, please explain to my daughter that I am just having plastic surgery, not that I am going to die..."

Zhong Yu was a little surprised that Mr. Zhang, who was domineering and arrogant outside, could be manipulated by his daughter.

Although there were tears in Zhang Xirui's eyes, she looked at Zhong Yu defensively, as if she was some kind of savage beast. Zhong Yu explained in a dumbfounded way:

"Your mother is really fine. When the swelling on her face subsides after the operation, she will become younger and more beautiful than before."

Zhang Xirui is not a little girl who doesn’t understand anything. She complained unceremoniously:

"Stop fooling me. I have seen Aunt Wu's face after plastic surgery. Although there are no wrinkles, the corners of her eyes have moved up. It looks ugly and deformed."

At this stage, most plastic surgery surgeries are not refined enough. They ensure the wrinkle removal effect after the surgery, but fail to take into account the beauty. No wonder the child was so frightened that he cried.

Zhong Yu did not treat her like a child. She said sternly: "I don't know what other people's postoperative results are like, but what I did will definitely be good. After your mother's face is swollen, if you think she has become ugly, Now, you can settle the score with me."

Zhang Xirui didn't believe what she said, so he made conditions like a little adult.

"If my mother's postoperative results are not satisfactory and I am not satisfied with it, can you help her get back to her original appearance?"

Zhong Yu frowned and said honestly: "It can be recovered, but it's a little complicated, and your mother will suffer a little more."

Zhang Xirui immediately agreed: "Then it's settled. If my mother becomes ugly, you will restore her to normal, and you will bear the cost of the recovery surgery."

As expected, she is Zhang Xueqian's daughter. She can bargain at a young age without losing money. Zhong Yu said with a smile:

"Yes~ As long as your mother agrees."

Zhang Xirui said unceremoniously: "Her opinion is not important, just do as I say."

Zhang Xueqian felt so embarrassed in front of her daughter, she said angrily:

"Zhang Xirui, if you keep nagging, let me teach you a lesson."

Zhang Xirui is a brat and knows that her mother is now a paper tiger, so she said calmly:

"You'd better not be angry. I'm afraid your face will collapse if you express too much. Tossing yourself so hard just to chase a man is really squeezing your brain."

Zhang Xueqian's image as a domineering boss was completely ruined by her daughter. She said helplessly:

"Okay Zhang Xirui, you'd better go home quickly. I will be discharged from the hospital soon. Please let me rest for two days."

The little girl accepted it as soon as it was good, and did not deliberately provoke her mother. She picked up the small bag and said calmly:

"You can continue to keep it. It doesn't matter if something happens. I know the savings and safe password at home. The valuable ones will not fall into the hands of others. Don't worry."

Zhang Xueqian just pretended to be dead and ignored her. Zhang Xirui ignored her and turned to look at Zhong Yu again, saying in a calm tone:

"Aunt Zhong, my mother is begging you. If anything happens, just spare her life."

Zhong Yu couldn't help but burst into laughter. Zhang Xueqian had given up resisting. She closed her eyes and pretended to be dead. She didn't open her eyes until the little girl left.

Zhong Yu was checking her wounds, and Zhang Xueqian said helplessly: "Is my girl good?"

Zhong Yu nodded in a funny way and joked: "With such an amazing mother like you, how could it be possible to give birth to a little white rabbit? This is good."

No matter how capable a person is, hearing others praise her will make her happier than flattering her. Zhang Xueqian said quite proudly:

"Don't look at my timid talk. She is the best at all things. She is very good at horseback riding, skiing, surfing, and skateboarding. Others taught her how to play the piano, dance, and even learn some aristocratic etiquette. Can those be used as food? Let me tell you, the more a daughter has, the more she must cultivate her wolf nature. Survival ability is the first priority. Even if she marries in the future, she must be the king and hegemon in her husband's family. Let them start from the beginning. Knowing that we are not easy to bully will save you a lot of trouble."

Zhong Yu had never given birth and had no say in the subject of child-rearing. After thinking about Zhang Xueqian's words rationally, she felt that she was right.

"Survival is the first skill. At least you won't have to rely on others in the future. Strong people must have strong capital. It's not easy for women to survive. She won't have to please anyone in the future. It's good to be raised like this."

Zhang Xueqian was in a good mood and said: "So I still like to deal with independent and self-reliant women, and those wealthy ladies who spend all day either nurturing their mistresses or showing off their affection. I feel physically disgusted by this."

Zhong Yu wiped away the blood that had spilled on her face and wrote lightly:

"The focus of life is different, and the world they see is different. You have to fight and fight like men. They only need to understand the men's thoughts. The way of living is different, and the issues discussed are different."

Zhang Xueqian sighed and said sincerely:

"It's not easy for women to live a good life. Everyone has their own difficulties. You're fine just like this. Don't trust men."

Zhong Yu smiled and nodded. She did not argue with Zhang Xueqian about how good Ji Xueli was, saying that he was an exception. Many women could not figure out their husbands' hearts throughout their lives, so why was she so confident?

The happiness at this moment is real, just enjoy it silently without showing off to others.