Super Red Packet

Chapter 18

The attending physician looked very reluctant, but the dean spoke, and he didn't dare to disobey his orders, so he immediately wrote a notice.

Meng Xiaobao immediately supported Yifei and came to the B-ultrasound room.

There was a long line in the corridor, all waiting for the color ultrasound, and it seemed that they couldn't get in for a few hours.

However, the door of the color Doppler ultrasound room opened, and the doctor held a sheet and shouted, "Dong Yifei!"

Supporting Yifei, Meng Xiaoben came to the color Doppler ultrasound room with envious eyes: Huh, the chairman's daughter, the director personally agreed, naturally there is no need to queue up for color Doppler ultrasound, and other patients will step aside first.

10 minutes later, the color Doppler ultrasound results came out.

The attending doctor looked at the color ultrasound photo, his face turned red and white.

Meng Xiaoben took the report form from the doctor, went directly to the consulting room without looking at it, and handed it to Dean Zhao.

Dean Zhao put on his glasses and took a closer look.

"Dean Zhao, the situation—" Dong Guojia had already seen Dean Zhao's face, so his voice changed due to nervousness.

Dean Zhao didn't answer right away, he looked at the report carefully, stretched out his hand, and tapped on it.The attending physician also nodded his hand on it, and the two raised their heads and exchanged glances.

Dean Zhao returned the report to the attending physician, and the attending physician hurriedly began to write on the table.

Dean Zhao turned around and looked Meng Xiaoben up and down.

That look is very strange:

It seems that monkeys have been found in the crowd.

It was as if a human had been discovered among the monkeys.

After looking at it for a long time, she nodded, then turned around, facing Dong Guojia, with infinite emotion: "Chairman, you have to thank your son-in-law, he saved your daughter's life."

"What's the situation? Dean Zhao, tell me." Dong Guojia's voice trembled, beads of sweat dripped from his forehead.

It turned out that Dong Yifei had some kind of acute inflammatory tumor. If the operation was not performed in time, it would cause systemic poisoning and organ failure within a few days, and the consequences would be disastrous.

Dong Jiajia heaved a long sigh of relief after listening to the dean's introduction.

Dong Yifei burst into tears after listening to the dean's introduction.

The attending physician finished writing, stood up, handed a diagnosis sheet to Director Zhao, and asked, "Is tomorrow morning okay? I have an operation in the afternoon."

"You can't wait another day. If you wait another day, it will be more dangerous. You must perform an abortion operation immediately. Your operation in the afternoon will be assigned to Director Zhang, and you can do it now." The dean gave an order to the attending physician.

"Yes, Dean." The attending physician was so embarrassed that he couldn't lift his head, wiped his sweat, and lowered his head to issue the operation notice.

The operation went well. At 2 o'clock in the afternoon, Dong Yifei was pushed from the operating room to the ward.

Her face was pale, and when she saw Meng Xiaoben and her father standing beside her, she stretched out both hands, grabbed father's hand with one hand, and grabbed Meng Xiaoben's hand with the other, tears streaming down her face.

Dong Guojia patted his daughter's face, and said lovingly: "Yifei, don't be sad, she will recover in a few days."

Yifei glanced at Meng Xiaoben gratefully and said, "Thank you."

Dong Guojia said: "I told you, the person I like can't be wrong."

Meng Xiaoben shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "Chairman, don't praise me. I just do it for a little conscience of Chinese medicine. However, Yifei needs to recuperate now, and I have nothing to do when I stay by her side. Let's clean up."

Dong Guojia patted Meng Xiaoben on the shoulder, turned around and asked his daughter: "What do you think? Let him go back to the cleaning team, or continue to hire him by your side?"

"Didn't he just say he wanted to go back to the cleaning team to sweep the floor? Let him do whatever he likes. Tofu is worn on the ponytail—he can't lift it. I'm so poor!" Just now, Dong Yifei said thank you to Meng Xiaoben. He suddenly changed his face, said sourly, and turned around to ignore Meng Xiaoben.

How could Dong Guojia fail to understand what was on his daughter's mind?
The daughter was obviously angry because she saw that Meng Xiaoben was going to resign.

"Meng Xiaoben," Dong Guojia said, "while Yifei is convalescing, although your work will be lighter, I decided to continue to hire you. It's just that...the salary needs to be changed."

Meng Xiaoben really didn't want to continue working anymore, firstly because Yifei had to recuperate, he had nothing to do; secondly, he didn't want to continue to serve this difficult master.

Meng Xiaoben deliberately asked: "How much has changed?"

"This number!" Dong Guojia stretched out four fingers.

"That's all?"

"Yes, only this number. You have to accept it, otherwise, you won't even be able to go back to the cleaning team."

Dong Guojia used his trump card again - if you don't accept my arrangement, I will fire you.

Meng Xiaoben was sent to the army at once: There is no other way, he has to listen to people's yelling if he takes over other people's jobs.Meng Xiaoben had no choice but to nod with a wry smile: "Okay, four thousand, twice as much as when I was a cleaner."

"Four thousand?" Dong Yifei exclaimed, stretched out her foot, and kicked Meng Xiaoben fiercely, kicking him back half a step, angrily scolded, "Pig! Are you really stupid or are you pretending to be stupid?"

Meng Xiaoben was kicked again for no reason, rubbed his butt aggrievedly, and cried: "Didn't I agree to continue being your...do you still kick me?"

"I mean wages!"

"What's wrong with the salary? The chairman said [-], I agree, and I don't think it's too little. If you think [-] is too high, I'll take the cleaner's salary, [-]. That's it, right? "

What Meng Xiaoben thought was that we, Meng Xiaoben, should not appear too fussy about salary.It's not about money, it's about dignity.

"You really want to piss me off! Tell you, it's not four thousand!" Yifei kicked Meng Xiaoben again.

"Isn't it four thousand? That's forty thousand? Forty thousand for security guards? Am I right?"

"Stupid! Stupid! I've never seen you so stupid. My dad said it was 40!" Yifei clapped her hands on her thighs and screamed at the top of her voice.

(End of this chapter)