Dr. Chung’s 90s

He Yuemei knelt devoutly outside the operating room. A ray of sunlight fell on her body, and even her hair shone.

She didn't know what the outcome of the operation would be, but she had no second choice.

Her son was her stepping stone into a wealthy family. She finally gave birth to him and she would never allow anything to go wrong with him.

She closed her eyes and her heart was beating like a drum, but there was nothing strange on her face.

Suddenly, there was a sound of high heels coming from far and near. He Yuemei was still kneeling there with her back straight, as if she didn't hear it.

Finally, the footsteps came closer, and He Yuemei's breathing changed slightly.

A middle-aged female voice sounded hoarse and cold, "Can you save your son's life by kneeling and praying like this?"

He Yuemei's breath froze when she heard this. She opened her eyes and looked at the person in surprise, and asked hesitantly: "Who...are you?"

The middle-aged woman wears exquisite and high-end clothes, and the jewelry on her body is priceless. She looks like a pampered lady at first glance.

He Yuemei was sure that she had never seen her, and the middle-aged woman sneered:
"You and my husband's son are already so old. Don't you still know who I am? But it doesn't matter. You can call me Mrs. Ding."

He Yuemei's face turned pale when she heard this. She stood up stubbornly and said with a slightly trembling voice:
"Mrs. Ding? I have broken up with Mr. Ding. As you can see, he doesn't even want his son. Our mother and son are poor and our children are in danger. We, mother and son, can't threaten you. I don't understand what you have to do by coming to me in person." thing."

Mrs. Ding was not in a hurry to answer her question. She looked at He Yuemei from top to bottom while wearing sunglasses, and then said calmly:
"Mr. Ding's preferences have really remained unchanged for more than ten years. He always likes women with big breasts and thin waists. I feel pity for them. You don't have to be nervous. You are not the first woman he is looking for outside, and you will not be the last. I If you can’t teach him a lesson, aren’t you curious why he suddenly left you and your son?”

He Yuemei's heart was racing, and she subconsciously replied:
"Because there was little hope of curing the child's illness, he rejected us..."

Mrs. Ding laughed and said cruelly: "With a family like ours, the child's disease cannot be cured at home and can be sent abroad for treatment. What's more, if you can give birth to the first son, you can give birth to the second son. There is no need for him." It’s not like I can’t afford to abandon you.”

He Yuemei knew the situation in Mr. Ding's family. Mrs. Ding's natal family was powerful, and Mr. Ding relied on the support of his father-in-law to make his fortune. However, Mrs. Ding could not give birth to a son, and the huge family business needed an heir, so Mr. Ding became interested. Let her live.

Mrs. Ding continued in a stable mood: "I am also old, and I went off topic while talking. I am not younger than you. The reason why Mr. Ding left suddenly was because his girlfriend before you went behind our backs." She also secretly gave birth to a son, and now that child is eight years old. He must be more energetic and lively than your sickly son. He can’t wait to see them. "

He Yuemei was devastated when she heard the news. The reason why she operated on her son without hesitation was because he was Mr. Ding's only son and had a chance to make a comeback.

If there is a brother in front of him who is several years older than him and has successfully established himself, then what else is rare about her son?

Mrs. Ding admired her despair with great interest. Where did she go? Any woman who gets involved with Ding Yuansheng will not end well!

Although He Yuemei was shocked by the news, she did not indulge in pain and could not extricate herself. She quickly came to her senses, looked at Mrs. Ding with vigilant eyes, and asked defensively:
"Since your Ding family already has a healthy heir, why are you still coming to me?"

Mrs. Ding was somewhat appreciative of her quick response. She walked to the bench and sat down, playing with her exquisite manicure, and said slowly:
"Mr. Ding really likes his illegitimate son. Unfortunately, I hate his biological mother so much. Instead of letting her benefit, it would be better to support your son."

He Yuemei's heart trembled. With Mrs. Ding's help, her son's chances of winning would be much greater. He Yuemei was not a fool without vigilance. She lowered her eyes and declined:
"My son is still in the operating room and his life or death is uncertain. Even if he survives this test, his body will definitely not be that healthy. He cannot afford Mrs. Ding's expectations."

Mrs. Ding crossed her legs and said arrogantly: "It's okay if I say yes. It's not like you can't give birth. If you are obedient and wait until the child recovers, I will promote you to be the second concubine of the Ding family. If you don't want to, outside There are a lot of women lining up, you have to think about it yourself.”

He Yuemei was confused by the title of Second Auntie. She suppressed her excitement and said:
"That woman's son is older than mine. Will she agree to me being my second concubine?"

Mrs. Ding said domineeringly: "I am the serious wife of the Ding family. There are rules for being a concubine. Who will acknowledge her if I don't nod? My patience is limited. You'd better not keep me waiting."

It is definitely not easy for Mrs. Ding to come to the door in person, but for He Yuemei, it may be an opportunity to step into a wealthy family. Ding Yuansheng no longer cares about their mother and son, and now the only way to find new hope is to join Mrs. Ding.

He Yuemei is also a decisive person. She did not hesitate for too long and said immediately: "I am just a country girl who doesn't understand anything. I will listen to Mrs. Ding in everything from now on."

Mrs. Ding was very satisfied with her knowledge of current affairs. She looked at the closed door of the operating room and asked doubtfully: "Are you sure the doctors here can cure your son's disease?"

He Yuemei nodded and said without hesitation: "I believe Dean Zhong. If she can't save him, then no one can save my son."

Mrs. Ding raised her eyebrows in disbelief. Although she planned to make good use of this little guy, she was not too concerned about his safety. Living has its use value, and death has its value. Anyway, it is not born from her belly. Why should she be nervous when she comes out?

Although He Yuemei was very utilitarian, she also cared about her son. After she reached an agreement with Mrs. Ding, she knelt silently at the door of the operating room and prayed, vividly showing her motherly heart.

Although Mrs. Ding looked down on her, she didn't say anything sarcastic at this time. She lit a cigarette and stood at the window puffing away the smoke, waiting for someone to come out.

The two of them waited for nearly six hours. It was already past two o'clock in the afternoon when the operating room door opened. When Zhong Yu came out, his forehead was covered with sweat and his face had red marks from the mask.

He Yuemei stood up staggeringly, rushed to Zhong Yu's side, grabbed her arm tightly and said nervously: "Dean Zhong, how is the situation? Is my son okay?"

She asked the last sentence carefully, as if her whole body would be broken in the next second. Zhong Yu pulled down his mask and breathed in the fresh air. He said in a calm voice: "The child is very lucky. The operation was very successful. Take good care of him after the operation. I will have a better life in the future." It won’t be affected much.”

Mrs. Ding listened silently. She didn't expect this small hospital to be so powerful. She couldn't help but look at Zhong Yu with admiration.

He Yuemei was like a drowned person coming back to shore. She burst into laughter and said with great excitement:
"Thank you, Dean Zhong. Thank you very much... Will my son's intellectual development be damaged?"

Zhong Yu shook his head and said truthfully: "The surgery was timely and the damage in this area has been minimized. You can rest assured."

He Yuemei's hanging heart finally fell to the ground, and Guo Pengfei said in time:
"The child's surgery is relatively complicated. In order to prevent postoperative complications, the child must be sent to the intensive care unit for continuous observation. Family members cannot accompany him for the time being." He Yuemei had no objection. She said gently: "I understand, thank you. Physician."

She kept her posture extremely low. Even if her son was out of danger, she had Mrs. Ding's promise to remain neither arrogant nor impetuous. She looked at her sleeping son with reluctance and only dared to touch his little hand gently, and then Watch him being pushed away by medical staff.

Zhong Yu's nose was sensitive to the smell of smoke. She frowned slightly and looked at Mrs. Ding. She didn't know her relationship with He Yuemei and said softly:
"Madam, there are many patients in the hospital who have just undergone surgery and have respiratory tract allergies. The smell of smoke will be irritating. Please do not smoke here."

Mrs. Ding smiled and handed the cigarette to the assistant, and said calmly: "Sorry, I won't do it next time. The child's medical bills haven't been paid yet. I'll pay as much as you need."

Zhong Yu looked at He Yuemei with some confusion. He Yuemei looked a little uncomfortable in Zhong Yu's eyes and didn't know how to explain it for a moment.

Mrs. Ding thought Zhong Yu was quite interesting. She smiled and said, "In the old saying, I am the aunt of this child. I have agreed that He Yuemei can come into our house and be the second aunt, so the Ding family should pay for the child's medical treatment."

Zhong Yu looked up at the sky and said with a smile: "I died early in the morning, now we are monogamous."

Mrs. Ding said with an experienced expression: "You don't understand this. Although we are monogamous, the wealthy families in Hong Kong still recognize the status of concubines. As long as the ceremony is held and the first wife nods and approves, that's fine. Amei looks like They are well-behaved and lovely, and they have opened up new branches for our Ding family, so it is only right that they should be taken back."

Zhong Yu had no interest in interfering with their housework and said indifferently: "I have learned the lesson. Since Mrs. Ding is willing to pay for the child, then Ms. He come with me and I will give you the IOU you wrote."

He Yuemei nodded somewhat cautiously. She glanced at Mrs. Ding subconsciously. Mrs. Ding waved her hand nonchalantly and said generously:
"Go ahead. Dean Zhong is so kind-hearted as a doctor. I will definitely not be stingy. If you want to do something good, come find me in the lobby."

He Yuemei then followed Zhong Yu and left, away from Mrs. Ding's sight. Zhong Yu didn't say anything more. He entered the office and she wordlessly took out the IOU written by He Yuemei from the drawer and handed it to her personally.

"Check to see if there are any discrepancies in the contents above. If there are no problems, take it back and destroy it."

He Yuemei could confirm at a glance that it was written by herself. She folded the IOU and said calmly:
"Dean Zhong, I don't know why Mrs. Ding came here suddenly. For the sake of my child's future, I decided to go back to Hong Kong City with her. Will you... look down on me?"

Zhong Yu wiped the sweat on his face with a handkerchief and said with a smile: "Who do I have to look down on you? You pay for your own choices and are responsible for the children you give birth to. As long as you have a clear conscience, you can go There is nothing wrong with fighting for it. Survival is not easy, I understand.”

Hearing her words, He Yuemei's tears rolled down again, and she choked and said:
"Dean Zhong, thank you for your understanding. My parents died young and everything I have is earned by myself. I have no other choice but to move forward with my son."

Zhong Yu's original dislike for her faded away. She was not qualified to judge a woman who had been living independently since she was a child.

"Mrs. Ding doesn't seem so easy to get along with. Cooperating with her is tantamount to seeking skin from a tiger. You have to think clearly."

A cold light flashed in He Yuemei's eyes, and she said nonchalantly: "Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. My son and I have nothing. If we work hard, we may have unexpected gains."

Zhong Yu shook his head and laughed. He Yuemei was not simple either. She was not as simple as she appeared. She had an admirable tenacity.

Zhong Yu sighed: "I have nothing to say, just take good care of the child."

He Yuemei smiled and said: "Dean Zhong has helped me a lot. You saved my son's life. If there is a chance in the future, I will repay you well."

Zhong Yu shook her head and said nonchalantly: "Mrs. Ding has already paid for the medical expenses. You don't owe me anything."

He Yuemei's eyes were full of persistence, and she said sincerely: "It's Mrs. Ding's business to take the money. I will always remember the rescue of our mother and son when we were desperate."

Zhong Yu didn't think she was selfless. She just did what she should do within her ability. It didn't matter what He Yuemei thought.

She said softly: "Don't worry too much. I still have to change into surgical clothes, so I won't keep you any longer."

He Yuemei bowed deeply, straightened up and said:
"Whether Dean Zhong cares about it or not, I will always remember it in my heart. I won't disturb you if you are busy."

She turned around and left, closing the office door. Zhong Yu originally wanted to remind her not to have true feelings for Mr. Ding, but then he turned around and thought, if she was really in love, she probably wouldn't be able to survive until today.

Zhong Yu suddenly felt that she should reflect on herself. Why should she give advice to others? It’s not that she has a high degree of education and professional skills, so she is qualified to judge others and point fingers at other people’s behavior. Maybe her life was going smoothly, and she was a little forgetful. .

Zhong Yu changed out of her surgical clothes and washed her face before feeling more comfortable. She should listen more and talk less in the future. Being a qualified listener might be more suitable for her.

As soon as Zhong Yu cleaned himself up, Guo Pengfei and Cai Yizhong came over. They were still wearing surgical clothes, presumably just after settling the patient.

Guo Pengfei smiled and said: "Dean, not only have the surgery fees for He Yuemei's son been paid in full, but a lot more has been paid. It is said to be the cost of subsequent recovery. Sister Yan asked me to ask, is it okay to keep the money?"

Cai Yizhong frowned and said, "Sometimes she does this and then that. I don't know what her condition is. She won't cause trouble to the hospital."

Zhong Yu didn't want to disclose other people's privacy, so he just said quietly: "It was He Yuemei's relatives who helped pay for it. There is no problem in accepting it. You don't have to worry. Just monitor the child's condition."

Cai Yizhong said seriously: "I'm on duty tonight, you don't have to worry."

Zhong Yu nodded. Cai Yizhong was quite reassuring in her work. After the operation, she was a little tired and wanted to take a rest.

"Then you go and do your work first, and come back to me if you need anything."

The exhaustion on her face was visible to the naked eye. Guo Pengfei and Cai Yizhong knew how exhausting her operation was, so they stopped talking nonsense and left. (End of chapter)