The room opened and Zhong Yun walked out.

Su Yian was the first to greet him. Su Dahai was like a prisoner waiting to be sentenced, he didn't dare to stand up.

"Aunt Yun, is it serious?"

Zhong Yun, "The results are out, and the diagnosis of carotid sinus syndrome is within control. The first choice is drug treatment. Pay more attention to it and go for regular check-ups. There is a high possibility of cure. I personally do not recommend surgical treatment."

Su Dahai's face was full of resurrection, "Then let's take medicine, Yi'an, I won't do surgery."

Zhong Yundu analyzed it this way. Of course Su Yian would not choose surgical treatment. On the operating table, any accident could happen. Some patients would not even get off the operating table, and their lives would be gone.

Chu Wensong took Su Yian to the first floor to go through the hospitalization procedures and paid a deposit of 80 yuan.

This was different from Su Yian's expectation. She thought it would cost four to five hundred yuan, but she had already made plans to go back and earn money to pay off her debts.

"If you don't have enough money, just ask and I will take care of it."

Chu Wensong didn't know that Su Yian was "speculative" and that the salary from the agency would most likely not be able to support the relatively expensive treatment costs.

"What I brought should be enough." Su Yian patted his trouser pocket.

"Then be careful. There are good people and bad people in the hospital."

"Well, I'll be careful."

Su Dahai was placed in Ward No. 208 on the second floor of the inpatient department, south-facing, in a triple room. He was in the window seat.

When I first checked in, the nurse asked my name, took my blood pressure, temperature, listened to my heartbeat, calculated my pulse, gave me oral medicine, intramuscular injection, and then hooked up an intravenous drip.

Su Yian's job was to look at the intravenous drip bottle and pay attention to whether Su Dahai was feeling unwell, and there was no need for everyone to accompany him.

"Chief He and Company Commander Chu, please go back. I can be alone here."

Su Dahai also meant the same thing. If you have no relatives or friends, you should do as little trouble as possible. Favor is the hardest thing to repay.

One is in a high position and the other is young and promising. How can they help? The debt of gratitude can only grow.

He Shengli saw that he really didn't need his help, so he agreed to go back. When he came back with his hat off, old comrades, former colleagues or subordinates would come to visit him from time to time.

"Then I'm going back. If there's any medical issues, please contact Aunt Yun. If someone wants to cause trouble, go to me, or to Company Commander Chu. Remember, although I'm old, I'm not useless. We can't be bullied."

Su Yi'an agreed. The military hospitals are of high quality, so what could happen? Definitely not.

He Shengli and Chu Wensong left together.

When he got downstairs, He Shengli asked: "You want to go back too?"

"I was here. Su Yian was very embarrassed and inconvenient. When it was time to eat, I packed a meal and sent it to him."

"That's okay, Wen Song. Except for the father and daughter, there may be no one who doesn't know your little thoughts. But you have to think about it. Don't say anything about something that is unlikely to succeed. You won't even be able to become normal friends.

"

Chu Wensong felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him, "The chief doesn't think much of me either?"

"It's not that I don't think highly of you, but I don't dare to think highly of you. The biggest resistance is on your side. Can your parents allow you to marry Yian? Marry a woman with a history of marriage?"

Chu Wensong gave a rare smile, "The chief is wrong. The biggest resistance is on Su Yian's side. I think she is resisting any young member of the opposite sex who approaches her. She knows that others cannot accept her past. I guess she

I probably planned to live alone for the rest of my life.

As long as she nods, there will be no resistance from my side, I will do the work of my parents, and I will not let her live alone for the rest of her life."

Chu Wensong has some personal abilities, and for his age and position, he can be said to have outstanding abilities. He said that the resistance was not on his side, and He Shengli really believed it.

"Wen Song, have you only seen that girl a few times? Two or three times? Are you serious? I know that the little girl is beautiful, but these are just superficial, and you lack understanding."

"Chief, you just say that I am superficial."

This is what He Shengli is afraid of, how can he go far in the future?

"I heard that the chief and Sister Zhong were heroes who loved beauties from the earliest days. Didn't they still do so for more than thirty years?"

People always have to be attracted by the first sight before they have the motivation to continue chasing. There is nothing wrong with it.

Chu Wensong could never forget that afternoon. Su Yi'an wore a cute hairstyle (a bun) and stepped on the sewing machine, moving her head bit by bit. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on her body, giving her a warm and peaceful feeling.

This is how Chu Wensong imagines his home to look like. Su Yian is the mistress of the home, so that couldn't be better.

At that moment, Su Yian had a family, a husband, and was someone else's wife, so Chu Wensong calmed down his thoughts.

At this moment, Su Yian was not married to him, and Chu Wensong didn't want to miss it again.

He Shengli's eyes widened, "Dr. Zhong is not only beautiful but also has a good personality. Everyone doesn't like excellent people."

"Su Yian isn't bad either. Isn't it normal for me to like him?"

"I'm just reminding you that if you can't give her what she wants, don't mess with her as soon as possible; once you mess with her, I won't spare you even if you want to be irresponsible or unjust for profit!"

Chu Wensong knew that whatever he said now was just trying to make a big deal, so he simply stopped talking.

Let's see the action.

There were three patients in Su Dahai's ward, and there were several who were just accompanying them on the bed. After a simple exchange, we found out that both of them were locals, so there were too many people in the room and it was a bit chaotic.

Su Dahai changed a bottle of medicine. This was the second bottle. Su Yian planned to go down to get food after changing the medicine in this bottle.

"Dad, what's for dinner?"

Anyone who has had an IV drip knows that the feeling of hunger is poor, and it doesn’t matter whether you eat or not.

"No, you are recovering from illness now and you have to eat."

"You just don't know what to eat in the cafeteria?"

An old lady in her sixties in the next bed struck up a conversation, "There are tofu rolls and millet porridge. That's what I ate just after the surgery."

"Then I'll eat these two too."

After putting on the third bottle, Su Yian took the lunch box and was about to get some food when Chu Wensong came in with two basins, one large and one small.

Su Yian hurried to pick her up, "It's not busy here, I can just go down and take a call."

"I'm not busy either. It's just something convenient."

Chu Wensong put the small basin on the table, "I asked Sister Zhong, and she said to drink rice porridge and eat light food, so I bought tofu and cabbage buns."

"Just listen to what Dr. Zhong says."

There were enough buns for both Su Yian and the rest could not be wasted. Chu Wensong even put the remaining corner of Su Yian into his stomach.

"You haven't eaten!" Note that this is not a question, but an affirmative sentence.

"If I come back after eating, the rice will be cold."

"Isn't it just as cold now?"

"That's different. My uncle is a patient and you are a lesbian. You can't eat cold food. I'm fine."

To be honest, apart from his parents, this is the first time someone has thought about the problem from Su Yian's perspective.

I just don't know if this is her misfortune or her luck.
Chapter completed!