The Prodigal Son: I Can Foresee the Future

Chapter 972

1pm.

Imperial Capital Union Hospital.

With the relationship of Hong Ning's family, he naturally knows a lot of people in the Imperial Capital Hospital.

However, Hong Ning obviously did not dare to be careless with Chen Jia.

So he chose this top-ranked tertiary hospital in the country at the first time.

When Lin Ming and Chen Jia arrived, they saw more than ten figures looking around at the entrance of the hospital.

There were nurses, doctors...

There was even a stretcher!

It was completely ready to go. Just looking at this scene made people feel extremely nervous.

"Lin Ming..."

Chen Jia grabbed Lin Ming's hand: "These medical staff... Aren't they waiting for me?"

"Ahem!"

Lin Ming was more stunned than Chen Jia, his face twitching constantly, and he could only cough lightly to cover up his embarrassment.

"I don't know!"

It's true that he cares about Chen Jia.

But everyone knows that it's just ordinary nausea and vomiting, so why such a big scene?

"It shouldn't be... um, definitely not!"

Chen Jia's fair hands were clenched red: "If this is really waiting for me, then I really have no face to see anyone!"

"It's nothing... At least in my heart, you are worthy of such a big scene!" Lin Ming's face was not red and his heart was not beating.

"Get out of here!"

Chen Jia immediately gritted her teeth: "Didn't you see so many people looking here? I thought there was a seriously ill patient!"

Lin Ming wanted to say a few words to enlighten her.

But looking at Chen Jia's murderous eyes, he could only shut his mouth embarrassedly.

Although he is rich now, he is worthy of such a scene.

Many rich people have their own private hospitals, private doctors, etc., so what is this now?

However.

Regardless of Lin Ming or Chen Jia, they are not pampered people after all.

Or in other words, they have not reached the state of being calm and composed.

If it is a serious illness, so many medical staff should be waiting.

But nausea and vomiting...

It was really a big deal.

"I knew that Hong Ning, that big guy, couldn't do anything good!"

Chen Jia couldn't help it: "I want to get off the car! I won't go for the check-up! It would be embarrassing if people find out!"

"It doesn't matter!"

Lin Ming thought of a way: "I'll carry you down later, so that others won't think we're making a big deal."

Chen Jia: "..."

She always felt that Lin Ming was cursing her.

Although Lin Ming didn't have such an idea at all.

The car drove to the door.

A group of medical staff swarmed in.

"It's over."

Chen Jia was weak all over and wanted to die.

To be honest.

At this time, she had completely forgotten the feeling of vomiting and nausea.

Looking through the car window at the anxious expressions of the medical staff outside the window, Chen Jia felt dizzy and had the urge to faint.

At this time, the car door suddenly opened.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

Lin Ming suddenly jumped off the car, with a strong sense of anxiety on his face.

Then, in the midst of Chen Jia's astonishment.

Lin Ming picked her up and ran straight to the stretcher.

"You..."

Chen Jia didn't expect Lin Ming to really do this. She wanted to scold him but was too embarrassed to shout it out.

"Mr. Lin, I'm Wang Zhongli, the director of the Department of Internal Medicine. What's the situation with Mr. Chen?"

A doctor spoke up. He was an old man in his sixties wearing a white coat.

"Let's talk about it after we go in." Lin Ming said.

Wang Zhongli wanted to ask a few more questions. After all, the doctor needs to know the condition before deciding which department to go to.

But seeing Lin Ming's anxious look, he could only follow him into the lobby on the first floor.

Until he got into the elevator.

Lin Ming then said: "Director Wang, I appreciate the kindness of our hospital, but... there is no need to make such a big show."

Wang Zhongli was slightly startled: "It was Master Hong who called and said that Director Chen was in a serious condition and asked us to wait here quickly. If I hadn't known that you were already rushing to the hospital, I would have planned to arrange an ambulance to go there."

Lin Ming's eyelids twitched a few times: "Hong Ning likes to make a fuss. My wife just feels a little nauseous and wants to vomit. There are no other symptoms at present."

Wang Zhongli looked at Lin Ming and froze in place again.

But after all, he has lived to such an old age. Even if Lin Ming appears calm on the surface, he can understand the embarrassment of Lin Ming and Chen Jia.

"Director Chen is in a noble state, and it is right to prepare in advance."

The elevator was obviously crowded with medical staff, but it was unusually quiet, with only Wang Zhongli's voice echoing.

"If you feel nauseous and vomit, you can go to the gynecology and gastroenterology department first. I have already contacted the doctors of these two departments. We can go directly there."

"Okay." Lin Ming nodded.

After all, Wang ZhongliIt was a doctor.

He stared at Chen Jia for a while.

Suddenly he said: "Mr. Lin and Mr. Chen, have you ever considered... could it be a pregnancy problem?"

"Pregnancy?"

Lin Ming was stunned.

How could he know this? He could only cast his eyes on Chen Jia.

Chen Jia was stunned for a while.

Hesitantly said: "It shouldn't be possible, right? But I have been delayed for a while recently, about half a month, and it hasn't come yet."

There is no doubt that she is talking about 'period'.

"According to normal circumstances, that's about it."

Wang Zhongli smiled: "I don't think it's necessary to go to the gastroenterology department. Let's go to the obstetrics department to find a Chinese medicine doctor to check the pulse. If it's not pregnancy, we will do other tests."

"Oh..."

Chen Jia responded, looking nervous and cute.

Lin Ming looked at Chen Jia, and his soul had already flown away.

Several years have passed, and he has forgotten what Chen Jia looked like when she was pregnant with Xuanxuan.

He only knew that his mind was blank now, and there was no extra thought at all.

If I have to describe it with an emotion.

Then maybe it is...

Excited?

Nervous?

Anxious?

Not long.

The medical staff pushed the stretcher and sent Chen Jia to the doctor.

Wang Zhongli signaled everyone else to go out, leaving only him and Lin Ming here.

"Director Lin, this is one of the most authoritative professors of Chinese medicine in our hospital, Professor Qi Fenglian."

Wang Zhongli said: "She is over 80 years old, retired for more than 20 years, and was rehired by the hospital to treat difficult and complicated diseases."

Lin Ming could naturally hear what he meant.

For a top Chinese medicine doctor like Qi Fenglian, taking the pulse and asking whether she is pregnant is just pediatrics, and Lin Ming does not need to worry too much.

"Sorry to bother Professor Qi and Director Wang."

Lin Ming nodded and took a deep breath.

"Sit up." Qi Fenglian said.

She obviously didn't care about the identities of Lin Ming and Chen Jia.

At her level and age, there are only two kinds of people in her eyes.

Normal people and patients.

"Oh."

Chen Jia sat up obediently.

"Mr. Lin, Professor Qi's personality is rather cold, but her medical skills are indeed superb." Wang Zhongli whispered.

Qi Fenglian can not care, but he can't!

These two are not ordinary patients, how can they bear to be ordered around by others.

"It's okay."