Dr. Chung’s 90s

Zhong Yu gives full play to his professionalism and never mixes any personal emotions when working.

Song Bingkun looked at her with a hesitant expression, but Zhong Yu turned a deaf ear.

She used to have to consider her mother's feelings and be patient no matter how she felt about this man.

Now she doesn't care what Song Bingkun thinks, it has nothing to do with her anyway.

Although Wang Hui wanted to use this matter to get closer to Zhong Yu, she also really cared about Song Botao.

She has no job and earns no money. Without Song Botao, the future life of mother and son can be imagined.

She asked worriedly: "A'yu, what if this cut thing is really a tumor?"

Zhong Yu judged based on experience and knew that the possibility of disease in this thing was low, so he calmly reassured:
"Don't worry too much, it's not a big problem."

Wang Hui has a natural sense of trust in Zhong Yu, which stems from her high education and outstanding professional skills.

Hearing what she said must have made him feel a lot more relaxed. Zhong Yu briefly explained a few post-operative care precautions before turning around and leaving.

As soon as she walked out, Song Bingkun followed her. He shouted with some lack of confidence:
"Ayu, can I talk to you?"

Zhong Yu looked at him in confusion and said in a cold voice:
"Uncle Song, are you worried about Brother Song? The pathology report will be out soon, don't worry."

Song Bingkun waved his hands in embarrassment and said to please:
"I have nothing to worry about as long as you treat him. I just heard that your work relationship will be changed after the new year, right?"

Zhong Yu lowered his eyes slightly and asked warily:
"How did you know this? Is it possible that you keep an eye on our family's every move every day?"

Song Bingkun explained anxiously:
"I just heard two doctors chatting while waiting for Bo Tao's wife to come out. Where are you going to be transferred?"

The suspicion on Zhong Yu's face did not disappear, she said cautiously:
"Where I am transferred to, it has nothing to do with Uncle Song, right?"

A look of panic flashed across Song Bingkun's face, "I have no right to ask where you are going, but you can't take away Cong Chun and your mother, and you can't let me not see my son!"

He was a little excited, obviously stimulated by this incident, and Zhong Yu suddenly realized.

She didn't bother to say anything more to him, turned around and left expressionlessly.

Song Bingkun pulled her clothes anxiously and raised his voice slightly:
"A'yu, you haven't agreed to this yet, you can't just leave like this."

Zhong Yu waved his hand to interrupt his pulling, and said with calm and indifferent eyes:
"Uncle Song, you divorced my mother. Not to mention her taking Congchun with me to live abroad. Even if she wants to settle abroad, that is her freedom and does not need your approval."

Song Bingkun's chest felt tight, and he asked angrily:
"Why did you try every possible means to break up my family? Why did you kidnap my son? You are so vicious!"

Zhong Yu didn't care about his accusation and sneered:
"If you were nice to my mother and Congchun, would they leave you? It's obviously your own partiality that has made them suffer so much, yet you're still yelling at me here. Do you really think I'm being merciful?"

Song Bingkun felt guilty and did not dare to look at her. He had already seen how powerful Zhong Yu was, so how could he dare to confront her head-on.

He covered his face helplessly and cried, "A'yu, I know that I was unfair in dealing with things before. I really know that I was wrong. Don't take them away. I don't ask for much. I just want to see them from time to time. That's enough. Please don’t be so cruel.”

Pedestrians passing by looked at this scene curiously, and from time to time someone pointed.

Zhong Yu's expression remained as usual and she did not feel embarrassed. She looked at Song Bingkun with compassion and said cruelly:
"You may not know that my mother has given you countless opportunities. If you hadn't only had eyes for the children you had before, and had no plans for Congchun's future, she wouldn't have given up on you completely.

You always think that I am the instigator, but you don’t know that Yongchun is precocious and sensitive. He can clearly see who is sincere to him and who is false to him. He has transformed from a child longing for his father’s love to a strong and independent little man. This process has you Where again? "

Song Bingkun's face turned pale, and he subconsciously retorted:
"That's not the case. I have no plans for him. After the two elders get married and start a family, I will wholeheartedly save money for him to study. It's not like you said that I don't care about him."

Zhong Yu sneered: "How old are you? How much money do you think you can still earn? If you can't do it fairly and justly, then don't have children. If I suck my mother's blood to provide you with a child, you are really treating other people as a fool."

Song Bingkun was unable to refute. Only he knew what he was thinking in his heart.

He seemed to have grown older all of a sudden, hunching his shoulders and crying.

Zhong Yu remained unmoved. She was not overflowing with sympathy. She just stood by and watched the matter as it had nothing to do with her.

Here Song Meiting rushed to the hospital full of complaints. It snowed heavily and the bus stopped running, so she walked a long way.

As soon as she entered the hospital, she saw her father crying. Zhong Yu stood in front of him aloof. She shouted angrily:
"Zhong Yu, how dare you bully my dad, do you think I don't exist?"

She ran over angrily, stretching out her long nails to scratch Zhong Yu's face.

Zhong Yu was already taller than her, and his hands were longer than hers, and his physical strength was beyond her reach.

She grabbed Song Meiting's fingers mercilessly and pushed them back hard. Song Meiting's face turned pale in pain, and she kicked Zhong Yu with her feet in pain. As a surgeon, Zhong Yu knew the weaknesses of the human body very well, and he had no idea that she had touched Song Meiting. At some point, she screamed in pain and fell to the ground, no longer having the strength to flutter.

Song Bingkun was dumbfounded when he saw his daughter in a panic. He had just been immersed in his own emotions and didn't even see what happened.

He shouted in a panic: "A'yu, what did you do to Mei Ting? Don't bully her..."

Guo Pengfei was worried that Zhong Yu would suffer a loss, so he had been watching silently. At this moment, he couldn't help but mocked:
"You family is really funny. It was obviously your daughter who attacked Dr. Zhong first and was then counterattacked. Don't talk nonsense and accuse someone unjustly."

"No, Dr. Zhong is just acting in self-defense. He has never bullied this old man before."

"I've seen it all. It was the old man who made Dr. Zhong talk. In the end, he couldn't explain the reason and cried in shame. His daughter also said that Dr. Zhong bullied her. Sure enough, what kind of father gives birth to what kind of daughter... "

Zhong Yu was well-known, and the medical staff present naturally sided with her. These family members were not idiots who just watched the excitement and had no ability to distinguish right from wrong. How could they not understand their thoughts.

Zhong Yu saw that the father and daughter were a little bored. Her time was precious and she didn't want to waste it on them.

She slowly approached the father and daughter, and every step seemed to step on their hearts. It made people feel so stressed that they couldn't breathe. Zhong Yu kindly confided the truth to him:
"Uncle Song, the job transfer is just for me to move alone. My mother and Congchun still live in Haishi. If you think there is a chance to get back together without me at home, then you can give it a try."

After saying that, without even looking at him, he turned around and left.

Song Meiting looked at the absent-minded Song Bingkun and shouted with her teeth and claws:
"Dad, why did you let her go like that? Can't you see she bullied me? Why did you..."

Zhong Yu walked away and couldn't hear the harsh noise, so he felt a little better.

She really didn't want to have any interaction with this family anymore, it was really affecting her mood.

Song Botao's pathology report came out only the next morning. As Zhong Yu expected, it was covered with squamous epithelial tissue, with fibrous connective tissue and sweat gland-like structures visible under the skin. No other tissues such as bone, cartilage, and hair were found.Zhong Yu was too lazy to deal with them and asked Guo Pengfei to inform him of the situation.

It has been snowing intermittently in Haishi for the past two days, and everything is covered in silver, which adds a bit of romance to the city.After Zhong Yu had been back for so many days, Zhuo Min, who had not shown up for a long time, finally called her and asked her to have dinner.

The two of them originally planned to go out to eat. After Zhou Qin found out, she enthusiastically invited Zhuo Min to eat at home.

She specially bought good beef bones to make soup stock, paired it with the Sichuan and Chongqing hot pot base given by the owner of the shop next door, and prepared a large table of hot dishes with both meat and vegetables.

In such cold weather, it is naturally very comfortable to stay at home and eat hot pot.

When Zhong Yu came back from get off work, Zhou Qin was already busy in the kitchen, and Song Congchun was on winter vacation and was also helping.

She took off the scarf around her neck, put on the old cotton shoes made by Zhou Qin, smiled and said towards the kitchen:
"I can smell this overbearing fragrance in the corridor. I'm in for a treat tonight."

Zhou Qin stuck out his head with a proud look on his face and said:
"Then you eat more at night. The vegetables I buy are the freshest and most delicious. They are better than those outside."

Zhong Yu nodded approvingly, "Mom is right, it's all thanks to your hard work."

Zhou Qin waved her hand carelessly, "Mr. Zhuo has always taken good care of our family. If you invite his daughter to dinner, you must be sincere. What's so hard about this?"

Zhong Yu didn't argue with her. The cost of buying groceries plus the time spent on cooking, washing and washing was not low, but she was the one who benefited, and her mother was also very happy. It was a happy thing for everyone.

Zhuo Min came not too late, and she also brought a lot of delicious fruits. Because she often met her in the mall, Zhou Qin and Congchun were also familiar with her.

Zhuo Min saw that Zhong Yu was still so beautiful, and her skin had even become more delicate and smooth. She was so envious that she held her hand and said:
"Did you secretly hide some secret skin care formula? Look at your little face."

Zhong Yu said with a smile: "I run between the hospital and home every day. I just want to have a good rest when I have some time. How can I take care of my face?"

Zhuo Min touched her face gently, "This shows that you are a natural beauty. I have been busy handling cases during this period. I have been on a business trip for more than half a month. I can't eat or sleep outside. It's miserable."

Zhou Qin happened to come out with the dishes. Hearing this, he smiled and said:
"The food outside is not as good as home. You must eat more later and taste my cooking."

After Zhuo Min handled the case independently, she had come into contact with all kinds of parties, and she had already mastered interpersonal communication.

"The food cooked by Auntie must be delicious. Don't think I'm greedy. Just be scared by my appetite."

Zhou Qin said happily: "I have prepared a lot of dishes, enough is enough!"

Zhong Yu has never seen her mother be so generous.

The hot pot soup base was bubbling on the charcoal stove. Zhou Qin put the vegetables in it. They sat around the table and chatted while eating.

Zhou Qin asked curiously: "I heard that Mr. Zhuo is going to open a new store. What kind of business do you want to do this time?"

Zhuo Min ate a piece of beef and said nonchalantly:
"My dad just doesn't want to put his eggs in one basket. He has plans to open a new store, but he hasn't decided what to do yet."

Zhou Qin clicked her tongue, "Mr. Zhuo is still very wealthy, so there shouldn't be any impact on the mall, right?"

Zhou Qin doesn't care about the people around her. As long as the mall doesn't close, she doesn't have to worry about her business.

Zhuo Minlan's face turned red, and she took a sip of water before speaking:
"The shopping mall is the foundation of our family, and it will definitely not change. Aunt Zhou will just do business with peace of mind."

Zhong Yu said softly: "If Mr. Zhuo really wants to invest in new projects, he might as well consider opening a supermarket."

Zhou Qin didn't know what a supermarket was, but Zhuo Min had heard of it. She bit her chopsticks and thought for a while.

"We really don't have any decent supermarkets in Haishi. My dad can take the lead in seizing the market. I will mention it to him when I get back and just copy the supermarket model in Western countries. This is a good idea."

Zhong Yu said with a smile: "This is easier said than done. It requires careful consideration."

The two talked about their respective work matters. They are both professional women. Although they are not in the same industry, they have many things in common in the workplace.

When the two of them were chatting, Song Congchun didn't bother them. He listened silently, thinking that it would be great if he could graduate early and enter the society.

Both girls have strong personalities and are leaders in their respective fields. They talk very well together.

While chatting, they ate all the dishes prepared by Zhou Qin. After the meal, the two of them were still chatting.

Zhou Qin simply moved the small charcoal stove to the living room, placed a wire rack on it, and then placed sugar oranges and chestnuts on it to roast.

Zhou Qin is a very measured person. She smiled and said:
"I'll wash the dishes and go back to the room to rest. You two will warm yourself by the fire and chat. Zhuo Min will sleep with A Yu at home at night!"

Zhuo Min shook his head and refused: "I have to go to court tomorrow, and I still have to go home at night."

Zhou Qin didn't force him to stay after hearing this. Zhong Yu poured two glasses of milk and put them on the charcoal stove to heat.

After Zhou Qin left, she asked softly:
"I think you seem to have something on your mind. Can you tell me about it?"

Zhuo Min held his chin and sighed:
"Didn't I tell you some time ago that I was dating someone? He has been mentioning marriage to me recently, and I'm a little hesitant."

Zhong Yu frowned, "You've only been dating for more than three months, why are you so anxious about getting married?"

Zhuo Min smiled bitterly and said: "When I was with him, I just thought he was sunny and handsome, and everything matched my taste. But when it came to marriage, I felt it was a bit inappropriate."

Zhong Yu picked up the hot orange and peeled it while saying:
"You don't think it's appropriate anymore, why do you continue?"

Zhuo Min said helplessly: "He is really good to me. Not only is he gentle, but he also takes good care of me. I am really reluctant to break up."

Zhong Yu gave her half of the orange in his hand and said in a gentle voice:
"I guess your father doesn't agree with you being together either."

Zhuo Min nodded and said without any secret:
"My partner doesn't have a stable job, and he still relies on his parents' subsidies to live on. The family's financial situation is not good, and he himself has no ambition. It doesn't matter if we just fall in love with him, but getting married is a bit unsatisfactory."

Zhong Yu laughed and said: "Why are you still hesitant about something you know clearly in your heart?
Marriage is not just about finding a life partner for you, it is also about choosing a father for your children. If he had various shortcomings before marriage, don't expect him to change after marriage.

The adult world is only for screening, don't bother to train. Why do you think he will change for you if you can't get rid of the problems in the past few decades? "(End of chapter)