Liang Ping interjected: "If you want to blame, blame your mother. She didn't come back to help. You said your father is busy all alone, how can he be busy?"
"I don't dare blame my mother." Mo Yu stuck out his tongue and entered the room carrying his schoolbag.
Not long after, Mo Zhicheng called his mother and daughter over for dinner.
At this time, Yang Yujuan called back and said that she would not be home for lunch.
Mo Zhicheng shook his head secretly. Yang Yujuan had not cared about her family for a few days. Her mother was right. No matter how busy you are, you still have to go home to take a look and help.
Two days ago I went home to eat before leaving, but now I don't even come back to eat, except to take a shower and change clothes at night.
Yang Yujuan took care of her mother's family a little too much... Mo Zhicheng kept listening to Liang Ping's complaints, and he also had other opinions about Yang Yujuan.
You said that your three siblings, even if they are no longer free, can't they help you look after them for half a day these days and let you take a rest?
Mo Zhicheng waited for everyone to finish eating, put away the dishes and went back to his room. Liang Ping walked in. "Zhicheng, if our family continues like this, something will really happen."
"Mom, I understand." Mo Zhicheng nodded slightly.
"You don't know. You said Yujuan's younger brothers and sisters went too far. Why didn't they come over to take care of their father? Did they come from the explosion of rocks?" Liang Ping continued to chatter.
Mo Zhicheng frowned and said, "Mom, please stop talking. I'm busy during the day, so I'm just waiting to correct my homework at night."
When Liang Ping heard what Mo Zhicheng said, she just said a few words before turning around and going back to the room.
In the afternoon, Mo Zhicheng had no classes. If it were before, he would have used this time to correct his homework. But he thought it was not good that he had not visited his father-in-law since he had been hospitalized for so long.
So, Mo Zhicheng told Chen Shuizhen, who was opposite him, that if anything unexpected happened in the class, let her take a look first, and he would rush back from the hospital immediately.
Some teachers often do this. The school requires you to clock in four times a day. If you don’t have a class in the afternoon, you can clock in first to do your own business, and then come back to clock in after school. This time, you can check your attendance and do your own personal business.
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Mo Zhicheng went to drive his electric car. When he passed the car parking area, he felt a little uncomfortable. He is 40 years old this year and does not seem to have done anything big.
Many teachers bought cars, but he didn't even have a car driver's license.
After arriving at the hospital and parking the car, Mo Zhicheng suddenly remembered that he had not asked which ward he was in. He called Yang Yujuan, but she did not answer.
Mo Zhicheng came to the inpatient department and looked at the dozens of floors of the building, wondering which floor he was going to.
The first floor is the checkout room and CT room, so it shouldn't be here.
The second floor is for pediatrics, so it can be excluded.
The third floor is for gynecology, definitely not.
The fourth floor is the oncology department. It seems that my father-in-law does not have this disease.
The fifth floor is Internal Medicine, can gastroenteritis be treated in this department?
Mo Zhicheng came to the cashier and asked: "Brother, which department does gastroenteritis belong to?"
When the man heard Mo Zhicheng calling her that, he was so angry that he pulled down his mask and said, "Where are your eyes? I'm just wearing a mask. How do you think I look like a man?"
When Mo Zhicheng heard the voice that sounded like a male duck, the crew cut, and the lack of female features on his body, he thought to himself: I think you look like a man in every aspect.
However, if they said it was a woman, they would definitely not be wrong. After all, there were staff from other hospitals nearby.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know you were a woman." Mo Zhicheng apologized.
"Humph." The woman lowered her head angrily and did her own thing.
"Beauty, may I ask which department patients with gastroenteritis are hospitalized in?" Mo Zhicheng felt that what he said was a bit contrary to his wishes.
Even if the other person takes off his mask, he still looks like a man.
The woman seemed to see what Mo Zhicheng was thinking, and snorted coldly, saying: "This is the cashier's office, not the information desk. If you want to ask, go and ask over there."
Seeing that the other party refused to say anything, Mo Zhicheng had no choice but to take out his cell phone and call Yang Yujuan.
This time, Yang Yujuan knew about it, but hung up directly.
Does she have a problem with me? Does she think I never came to see her dad... Mo Zhicheng secretly thought.
Mo Zhicheng no longer asked the old man's mother-in-law, but asked another staff member next to him: "Comrade, I am the husband of nurse Yang Yujuan in your hospital. My father-in-law has been hospitalized for a few days. I came to visit, but I don't know which ward he is in."
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Before the other party could answer, the man-in-law mocked: "How could Sister Yujuan find such a man? Her father has been in the hospital for a few days, and her man just came here now. It's really funny."
"I'm busy with family matters..." Before Mo Zhicheng could finish his explanation, the man-in-law interrupted him.
"The explanation is just a cover-up. Alas, Sister Yujuan is so beautiful, she is like a flower stuck in cow dung." The man's mother-in-law seemed to have a lot of objections to Mo Zhicheng and said this deliberately.
Just when Mo Zhicheng opened his mouth to continue speaking, the man-in-law said again, "Eighth floor... don't disturb our work, we are busy."
When Mo Zhicheng heard that he was on the eighth floor, he nodded and said, "Okay, okay, I'll leave now. Thank you."
After saying that, Mo Zhicheng went to the elevator and waited.
The staff member next to him whispered to the man: "Why did you deliberately say the eighth floor? Didn't you make Sister Yujuan's husband go to the wrong place?"
"Tch, I didn't say Sister Yujuan's father is on the eighth floor just now. I just said the eighth floor. What does it have to do with me if he misunderstood himself? Besides, it is rumored that Sister Yujuan's husband is a useless poor teacher. Today
At first glance, it seems to be true." The man-in-law laughed.
"It's such a pity. A beauty like Sister Yujuan should marry a good man." The staff member also nodded, feeling that what the man-in-law said just now was not too much.
He shouldn't have done it. His father-in-law has been in the hospital for several days and he just came here now. I heard that Sister Yujuan has been very busy in the hospital by herself these days. Sometimes she even stays in the hospital at night to take care of her father.
This person is really not a man, how can he let Sister Yujuan work alone?
Mo Zhicheng went up to the eighth floor and looked at ward after ward. He looked through them all and did not find Yang Anqiu.
Seeing that he couldn't find it, Mo Zhicheng went to the medical staff duty room on the eighth floor and asked: "Nurse, hello, which bed is the patient named Yang Anqiu in?"
"Yang Anqiu?" The nurse thought for a while and took out the list of residents in their department. After reading it, she asked: "Are you sure they are from our department?"
"I asked the staff at the cashier on the first floor and she said it was on the eighth floor." Mo Zhicheng felt something was wrong and added, "My father-in-law is suffering from gastroenteritis."
"That's on the ninth floor. Go up and ask." The nurse said.
When Mo Zhicheng saw that the ninth floor was upstairs, he didn't take the elevator and took the safety stairs directly.
When I got to the ninth floor, I asked, and sure enough, Yang Anqiu was there.
