Chapter 591

Since the crown prince lives there, the security of Kensington Palace Garden Street is certainly good. When the police in other areas patrol with a revolver, the most elite police in Scotland Yard are heavily armed on both sides, which is most suitable for Elena, who has no money but has a high status.

Facing Zheng Jianguo's arrangement, Eugenia of course didn't say anything, so after confirming that she hung up the phone, he said to Big John, "go to 1a and see how to receive Elena. After cleaning up, let's pick them up at the airport."

Big John nodded and turned and left. Zheng Jianguo just got to the side, picked up the cold coffee, and jumped up again when he heard the phone ring. So Zheng Jianguo took the coffee to the phone, pulled a round stool, sat down and picked up the phone. He heard Zhang Mi say, "Jianguo, I've finished reporting this news, but the ambassador said he wanted to report it to China, Wait patiently for the news. "

"What news am I waiting for?"

Zheng Jianguo listened as if he was going to ask in a fussy tone. He didn't wait for Zhang Mi to continue to say, "can you still let me refuse?"

Zhang Mi didn't know what kind of gun medicine the goods had taken. His previous tone was OK. It didn't take much time for the meeting to explode. Fortunately, he had been a fire fighter in many emergencies. He immediately pretended not to hear this. He smiled and said, "how can you? After all, you are winning glory for the country, but the leaders need to know about the Big Cross Medal, It takes a process. I'll let you know as soon as I have news. "

Zheng Jianguo was silent. Although the tone of the goods was a little begging for mercy, it still had a meaning inside and outside the words. He immediately said, "I can understand your difficulties, but I won't understand. Who wants to have an idea, let him call me."

After closing the phone, Zheng Jianguo felt that he had found some grandfathers for himself. Sure enough, the conference phone didn't ring, but Zhao Liangliang came: "Jianguo, you guy, what do you say about this kind of thing? If you want to say it, you have to say it to us first. Your ass is sitting askew, and you don't think others can say anything?

Your establishment is here. As required, you also report to our consul general first. The people over there are not familiar with you. If I hadn't received a call from the ambassador, I wouldn't know that you have lost a circle -- "

Zhao Liangliang's tone was relaxed and a little sarcastic, but it was nothing for Zheng Jianguo. People who really knew him knew that he was actually very talkative. As long as they didn't deal with him with an official voice, they wouldn't let him blow his hair: "this is a good thing. You'll call our embassy later. It's the Embassy in Washington DC, not London, Congratulations, you have won us honor again! "

Facing the beating of Zhao Liangliang's words, Zheng Jianguo, who put down the phone, finally felt that the problem was somewhere. According to the establishment, he was the Commissioner of the Consulate General in New York. As a result, he directly reported his work to the London embassy, and then the London report to the Ministry of foreign affairs, The Ministry of foreign affairs will call the Embassy in Washington again - no wonder Zhao Liangliang said he was a disgrace and lost a circle?

However, what Zhao Liangliang said is justified. Although Zheng Jianguo is a little angry, he also knows that as his brother said, he has done a bad job and is not allowed to be laughed at?

For a moment, Zheng Jianguo, who felt a lot of pain, was glad that he didn't enter the system, otherwise he would have to help others count a lot of money because of his low Eq.

Of course, Zheng Jianguo doesn't know that his idea is also belittling himself. Low EQ is the death point of treatment below level 12. If you don't please yourself, you can apply it to the vast majority of people and things you do. The reason why it's a death point is that you can't see the results you do.

Even if we don't mention the many things Zheng Jianguo has tossed out in the past six months, his achievements are also witnessed by everyone. At such a level, as long as he can do things, he won't be too bad.

After all, the less competent leaders are, the more they like the people who work hard and make achievements. The level has reached the top. Who doesn't want to do something?

That is, Zheng Jianguo had already set the goal of keeping his name in history, so he didn't want to join the fun in that circle until he didn't know which boss of the Ministry of health sent him a letter of appointment.

As the saying goes, people take care of food. Since Zheng Jianguo has been pulled into the team by the Ministry of health, his state of mind has changed, that is, there are differences between you, me and him.

In particular, Zhang Mi's actions taught Zheng Jianguo a lesson. Since he lost his face, it was time to learn from the lessons. He called the Embassy in Washington, and he began to think about who put himself in this matter.

Zhang Mi must be one. The old boy can't tell what dark music is like now——

Take out a small book and write it down. Zheng Jianguo can't touch this guy at the moment, so he believes there will be a chance in the future. Just drop the stone in the well at that time.

Zheng Jianguo thought so, and of course he did, but as the time came in the afternoon, Zhang Mi's phone call changed his mind: "the foreign ministries of the two countries have confirmed it. At that time, the ambassador, the scientific and technological counselor and I will go to Buckingham Palace as guests to cheer you up. There is a childish saying here, Zhang Mi understood Zheng Jianguo's unreliable temperament. He bullied people with such a great honor, but he was not in the mood to take care of others. The anger of the goods disappeared, and his purpose was achieved: "well, you come to the Embassy in advance tomorrow morning, and let's go together."

Is this still going to fall on the British Embassy?

Was it a program error?

After putting down the phone, Zheng Jianguo understood where the humiliation was lost. However, considering that Zhang Mi's words calmed his emotions, he felt that the goods should not be as simple as he felt?

With such an idea in mind, Zheng Jianguo turned to the ward and looked at Laura, who was turning over to Yang Na and soaked in her thin back. Unexpectedly, she was kneeling at the edge of the bed and looked at herself. When she saw two coconut shaped superior arcs printed into her eyes, she turned her head and looked at the nearby crib. She only heard Laura say, "the young master is sleeping. Don't touch him."

A few steps to the baby's bed, Zheng Jianguo looked at Laura from a different angle. After sweeping her, he looked back at Zheng Chaochao and said, "the child should try not to sleep during the day. Of course, he is still young now. Later, he should slowly adjust to let him play during the day, otherwise his sleep will be reversed, and some people will suffer day and night."

Lola tucked in Yang Na's thin quilt, relieved, stroked the sweat beads on her forehead and said with a smile: "Sir, you are also proficient in raising children?"

Zheng Jianguo smiled: "how can I? I just heard what my father said when I was a child, and I came into contact with it during my internship in the emergency room. You've worked hard. Go to the next door and have a rest after cleaning up."

Yang Na's ward is the original intensive care unit. Of course, Zheng Jianguo tossed it out according to his memory. Although he had a similar concept before, he was the first to establish it according to the system. He just didn't know whether it was the dark under the light or something else, Up to now, critical care medicine has become a special medical discipline like emergency medicine in previous years.

Although Zheng Jianguo tossed it out, he didn't pierce the window paper. There were enough halos on him, so he felt that he couldn't keep them for his baby, and he could also prepare for Zheng Donghua. Anyway, he couldn't see this halo.

The next door to the ward is the duty room of the medical team. There is the same set of monitor in it, which shows Yang Na's state. You can have a rest when you're free. Therefore, when Laura is busy, Zheng Jianguo asks her to go back to rest.

Facing Zheng Jianguo's request, Lola hesitated, then turned around and went out, leaving Zheng Jianguo to sit down next to Yang Na's hospital bed. Looking at Yang Na who had not seen the sun for half a year, her side face fell into a trance: "Yang Na -"

"Didi, Didi -"

Some original spherical brain wave monitors sent out a series of prompt sounds. Zheng Jianguo subconsciously looked at them and said, "Yang na?"

With Zheng Jianguo's call, the ripple on the monitor did not change much, so he tried to shout several times. After seeing the unchanged screen, he had no idea. Instead, he turned to the baby's bed and sat down. He saw Camille and Joanna outside the glass door, so he had to get up and go out of the ward door: "are you finished?"

Camille smiled wearily, looked behind him, and said in a charming voice, "can I see the children?"

Nodding, Zheng Jianguo turned around and took Camille and Joanna back to the baby's bed. Camille quickly lay on the side of the bed, looked at Zheng Chaochao, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, and sighed, "are the children so small?"

"There are smaller ones."

Joanna made a gesture and said, Camille looked at Zheng Jianguo, who nodded and said, "the child is more than 3000 grams, and some are only 1.5000 grams, less than two kilograms. Well, let's not disturb him to sleep. The child is growing up."

"Oh!"

Nodded, Camille glanced at Zheng Chaochao, turned around and followed Zheng Jianguo for two steps. He thought of something. He stopped to see Yang Na on the doctor's bed, looked at her and said, "Serena is still like that?"

With Camille's voice, old John appeared at the door. Zheng Jianguo nodded and took the two sisters out of the ward. There were already nannies and nurses in the ward. He heard old John say, "Sir, Mr. and Mrs. Yang Yuanming and his father are here --"

"Camille and Joanna, you two wait in my room on the first floor."

He turned around and drove Camille and Joanna downstairs. Zheng Jianguo took old John to the gate of the castle and looked at his watch. Soon, as the two cars stopped from far to near, he saw Yang Yuanming in suits and shoes emerge from the car, followed by Quentin Cowen. Finally, a little old man in a woolen coat and his third aunt Yang Yuanmei who had a quarrel came down from the car, Then he greeted: "Grandpa Yang, uncle Yang, aunt Quentin -"

Yang Yuanmei looked at Zheng Jianguo eagerly and listened to the title with full expectation. She didn't want to see the goods, as if she didn't see herself. She took herself as the air and turned to greet her: "please come in -"

When an anger rolled to her throat, Yang Yuanmei saw the old man turn his head and look at herself. She immediately wilted and pursed her mouth to keep up with him.

For Yang Yuanmei, Zheng Jianguo is really regarded as the air. Let alone Yang Na is lying there now. The woman's face is that Yang Na is here well, and he doesn't intend to pay attention to each other.

Of course, Zheng Jianguo didn't mean much to Yang Yuanming and Quentin. He took several people to the ward and looked at the tearful Quentin and silent Yang Yuanming. Zheng Jianguo didn't expect that his father Yang Junci would hold the child: "Grandpa Yang -"

Yang Junci has untied his woolen coat. At this moment, he shows that the Tang costume inside is Zheng Jianguo, and says in a cold voice, "why, Zheng Jianguo, I hold my great grandson. Don't you agree?"

Seeing that Yang Junci was going to blow his hair, Zheng Jianguo also knew that he was right. He hugged Zeng's grandson, which involved basic human relations. He immediately nodded and said, "no, I want to say that it's not too late to hold him when your hands are cold and warm."