Chapter 1321 Run Away

Song Ying sent Zheng Ren away and hurried back to 912 from the Imperial Capital Airport.

When he returned to the hospital, it was already noon.

912, still crowded.

After asking Di'er, Song Ying went directly to the CT room. Chu Huainan sat on the hard plastic chair outside, waiting for him quietly.

"Boss, you're done?" Song Ying saw that the boss's expression was neither sad nor happy, and he didn't know what to do. The boss has such an expression on everything, and he can't be observant at all.

"Well." Chu Huainan said indifferently, "What disease did Boss Zheng diagnose for me?"

"He said that aortic dissecting aneurysm may occur in Behcet's disease syndrome." Song Ying did not hide it.

He couldn't guess whether Chu Huainan knew or not.

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

"Well." 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 a thing. The position is high and the weight is high, the turning of the hand is the cloud, the covering of the hand is the rain, one word can determine life and death.

It seemed that his own illness did not affect his mood at all.

Song Ying said, "Boss, what did Director Chu say?"

"It is said that the risk of surgery is too high, and it is better to do interventional surgery. He contacted Director Mao Chi of the Vascular Department for me, but I refused." Chu Huainan said.

Song Ying was a little anxious, frowned, and said, "Boss, it still needs to be treated. Once the aortic dissection aneurysm ruptures, it will be fatal, but if..."

"I asked and said that Boss Zheng can do it." Chu Huainan smiled and said, "It's been so long, and it's not less than three or five days. We'll talk about it when Boss Zheng comes back."

"..." Song Ying was speechless.

If I had known this earlier, I had to keep Boss Zheng behind no matter what.

If the boss's illness was delayed in order to go to Horqin for surgery, wouldn't that be nonsense? Although Song Ying is not as professional as a doctor, he still knows the danger of aortic dissection.

But Chu Huainan's unique temperament, he also knew. Otherwise, he wouldn't say that he would not go to the hospital, and he would even be sneaky when he asked Zheng Ren.

"Okay." Song Ying sighed, "Boss Zheng said he would spend two days in the Gobi Desert after flying the knife."

"It's alright." Chu Huainan stood up, shook the Chinese-style pair of fronts, and the handmade melaleuca shoes on his feet looked very much like an ordinary old man in the imperial capital.

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

"Boss, wait a moment, I will arrange..."

"I don't want to go home anymore. Director Chu of the special needs ward has already contacted him. You can go directly." Chu Huainan said, "How did you know this Boss Zheng?"

"It's a long story. Last year, Director Chu took him to my place for dinner..." After briefly recounting the process of getting to know Zheng Ren, Song Ying said with emotion: "I lost sight of it, I thought it would take at least ten years. , I didn't expect Boss Zheng to soar straight into the sky."

"Haha." Chu Huainan smiled, noncommittal.

Song Ying ran before and after, contacted Director Chu, and Dr. Liang came and took him to go through the hospitalization procedures and placed him in the hospital.

Chu Huainan, on the other hand, was at peace with the situation, and did not feel that the conditions of the special needs ward of 912 were so poor.

Although the people who can be admitted to the special needs ward are not ordinary people, the conditions here are much better than other wards. But no matter what, it's not as good as home.

When I came to the ward, there was a loud noise from the next room, and then Director Cai of the special needs ward came out of the room with an ugly face and an escape.

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

"Director Cai, what's wrong?" Dr. Liang asked, feeling very strange.

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

It is normal to be ignored by the chief director, but Dr. Liang has no glass heart.

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

Of course, some retired veteran cadres are hard to serve, but that's what happened.

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

"It's okay, you're welcome." After Dr. Liang finished speaking, he turned around and left the special needs ward.

He didn't go back directly to the CT room, but saw that Director Cai was not in the corridor, and went in to find the hospital manager in the special-needs ward and chatted.

They are all familiar with each other, and there is nothing to see outside, Dr. Liang directly asked the situation. It is not a trivial matter to make the chief director of 912 turn around and run away. What's more, the director of the special needs ward, I don't know how many big people they know.

The hospitalization in the special needs ward is always dumbfounding, saying: "Don't mention it, the old man is suffering from geriatric disease, so it's nothing to communicate with."

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

"His son is in big business, the kind that fly all over the world." The hospital manager said, "Isn't it because I don't have time to take care of him, and I'm worried that the nanny will not serve him well, so he arranged it here with us."

Dr. Liang clicked his tongue.

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

To be able to arrange it here, it is certain to prove that they are not poor in money. This son is also fine, he didn't leave the old man and ignore him.

"Usually when asked about his condition, the patient is very kind, but there is nothing special about it. But as long as he talks about his son, he will lose his temper." The hospital manager smiled bitterly.

"What's the matter?" Dr. Liang was curious.

"Something like giving money to so and so." The hospital manager had a strange expression on his face, "You tell me, no one dares to listen to him if he dares to say it."

"I guess it's fake. You give the director some money during the New Year, and you have to go home and tell? And you don't tell your daughter-in-law, you want to tell your father?" Dr. Liang said.

"Yeah, why don't you think this father doesn't expect his son to be well?"

"Maybe I want my son to accompany me."

"And then? The business doesn't work? The days are over? He left happily, and his son will start again when he is fifty or sixty years old? That's too old, right?"

There is no answer to this kind of ethical question. The two just gossip for a while and then Dr. Liang left.

Before leaving, he glanced at Chu Huainan's ward, thinking that he was a sensible person and knew that he would need to find Boss Zheng for surgery.

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

Soon we arrived at Tongliao Airport. Rather than walking from Baita International Airport, here is a bit closer to Horqin.

Zheng Ren felt that if he came over next time, it would be more worry-free to drive.

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

Xie Yiren was holding Zheng Ren's arm, not very shy anymore. She looked curiously at this small airport with only three helipads. The white clouds in the distance were as soft as cotton candy.