Chapter 1322

Song Ying sent Zheng Ren away and hurried back to 912 from DIDU airport.

It was already noon when he returned to the hospital.

912 miles, still crowded.

Asked the place, Song Ying went directly to the CT room. Chu Huainan sat on the hard plastic chair outside and waited for him quietly.

"Boss, finished?" Song Ying saw that the boss had no sorrow or joy, and he had no bottom in his heart. The boss has such an expression on everything that he can't observe his words and expressions at all.

"Yes." Chu Huainan said calmly, "what disease did boss Zheng diagnose me?"

"He said that Behcet's disease syndrome may have aortic dissection." Song Ying did not hide it.

He could not guess whether Chu Huainan knew or not.

It's better to be honest than lie. At least it's all right now, and it won't cause any unpredictable consequences.

"Yes." Chu Huainan nodded and said, "that's what director Chu said. Song Ying, boss Zheng can do it."

He uses declarative sentences, like commenting on something. High position and weight, turning your hands into clouds and covering your hands with rain. A word can determine life and death.

It seems that his own illness has not affected his mood at all.

Song Ying said, "boss, what does director Chu say?"

"It's said that the risk of surgery is too high, so it's better to do interventional surgery. He contacted the director of vascular department, and I refused." Chu Huainan road.

Song Ying was a little anxious, frowned and said, "boss, we still have to treat it. Once the aortic dissection aneurysm ruptures, it will be fatal, but if..."

"I asked and said that boss Zheng could do it." Chu Huainan said with a smile, "it's been so long. It's not bad for three or five days. Wait until boss Zheng comes back."

"..." Song Ying was speechless.

If I had known this, I would have left boss Zheng behind.

If you delay the boss's illness in order to go to Horqin for surgery, isn't that bullshit. Although Song Ying is not as professional as a doctor, he knows the risk of aortic dissection.

But Chu Huainan said he had the same temperament, and he also knew it. Otherwise, he wouldn't say he wouldn't go to the hospital. He was sneaky even to ask Zheng Ren.

"All right." Song Ying sighed, "boss Zheng said he would play in the Gobi desert for two days after throwing a knife."

"Nothing." Chu Huainan stood up and shook his Chinese style placket. On his feet, he looked like an ordinary old man in the imperial capital.

The visual age is at least ten years older than the actual age.

"Boss, wait a minute, I'll arrange..."

"If you don't go home, director Chu of the special needs ward has contacted you. You can go directly." Chu Huainan said, "how do you know boss Zheng?"

"It's a long story. Director Chu took me to have dinner last year..." after Song Ying briefly described the process of knowing Zheng Ren, he said with emotion: "after seeing it, I thought it would take at least ten years. Unexpectedly, boss Zheng flew directly to the sky."

"Ha ha." Chu Huainan smiled and was noncommittal.

Song Ying ran before and after, contacted director Chu, and Dr. Liang came and took him to go through the hospitalization procedures and arrange for hospitalization.

Chu Huainan also let things go, and didn't feel how bad the conditions of the special needs ward of 912 were.

Although those who can live in the special needs ward are not ordinary people, the conditions here are much better than other wards. But no matter how, it can't compare with home.

When he came to the ward, there was a noise in the next room. Then director Cai of the special needs ward came out of the ward with an ugly face and escaped.

When he saw Chu Huainan, he said hello and then left.

"Director Cai, what's the matter?" Dr. Shen felt very strange and asked.

"Oh, don't mention it." Director Cai shook his head. He ignored Dr. Shen and went straight back to his office.

It's normal to be ignored by the senior director. Dr. Shen has no glass heart.

Seeing Director Cai's expression, he knew there must be a problem, and his curiosity suddenly came out. It is said that in the special needs ward, those who can live in are either rich or expensive. The work here is much better than that in the ordinary ward.

Of course, some retired veteran cadres are difficult to serve, but that's the case.

"Thank you, Dr. Shen." Chu Huainan said with a smile.

"It's all right. You're welcome." With that, Dr. Shen turned and left the special needs ward.

Instead of going directly back to the CT room, he saw that director Cai was not in the corridor and went in to talk to the inpatient manager in the special needs ward.

They were all very familiar, and there was nothing out of the ordinary. Dr. Shen directly asked about the situation. It's no small matter that the chief director of 912 can turn around and run away. Besides, he is the director of the special needs ward. People don't know how many big people they know.

The inpatient in the special needs ward was also unable to cry or laugh, and said, "don't mention that the old man is ill with old age. It's nothing to communicate."

Dr. Shen didn't interrupt him and listened curiously.

"His son is a big business, the kind of flying around the world." The hospital manager said, "I don't have time to take care of him. I'm worried that the nanny can't serve him well, so I'll arrange it here."

Dr. Shen smacked his tongue.

The cost of living in the special ward of 912 is no worse than that of a five-star hotel.

It's certain that they can arrange it here to prove that they don't need money. The son is fine, too. He didn't leave the old man and ignored him.

"Usually, the patients are very kind when asking about their condition. In fact, there is nothing special. But as long as he talks about his son, he will lose his temper." The hospital always smiled bitterly, "there's nothing else to say."

"What's there?" Dr. Shen is curious.

"Give someone money or something." The hospital always has a strange expression, "you say, he dares to say that no one dares to listen to these things."

"I guess it's fake. You have to send some money to the director in the new year and go home to talk about it? And not to your daughter-in-law, but to your father?" Dr. Shen said.

"Yes, why don't you expect your son to be good?"

"Maybe I want to accompany my son."

"Then what? The business is over? The days are numbered? He left happily, and his son will start again at the age of 50 or 60? That's a little too old."

There is no answer to this ethical question. They just gossip for a while and Dr. Shen left.

Before leaving, he glanced at Chu Huainan's ward and thought that this was a sensible person. He knew that he would have to find boss Zheng for surgery.

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For more than an hour, the plane began to descend almost as soon as it climbed to altitude.

Soon arrived at Tongliao airport. It's closer to Horqin than walking from Baita International Airport.

Zheng Ren thinks that if he comes over next time, it's better to drive.

"Boss, do you think the air here is full of the smell of Gobi desert?" Su Yun asked.

Xie Yi took Zheng Ren's arm and was not very shy. She looked curiously at the small airport with only three aprons. The white clouds in the distance were as soft as marshmallows.