The host is irritable every day

Chapter 117 Xiao Qingmei is a little difficult to deal with (59)

[Second task completion: 85%]

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In the evening two days later, Qi Wan came to the First Hospital half an hour before dinner time to deliver Tang Junchen's meal. He wanted to surprise him, but found that he was not in the office.

The little nurse who was about to get off work was holding a case sheet, and when passing by Qi Wan, she subconsciously called out, "Miss Qi."

During this period of time, Qi Wan went to the hospital every three days, and the people in the department basically knew her, not only in the hospital, but also when they saw her outside, they would say hello to her.

Qi Wan smiled and nodded, just about to ask where Tang Junchen was, the shrewd little nurse glanced at the bag in her hand, then looked at Tang Junchen's office, and said first: "Miss Qi, come to see Dr. Tang huh? He left work an hour ago."

"get off work?"

Qi Wan was puzzled, last night he told her that he was not free tonight, there was an evening operation, why did he get off work?
"Isn't he working morning and evening shifts today?"

"Dr. Tang is working the morning and evening shifts today. He was originally the one to perform the surgery at eight o'clock in the evening, but he suddenly said at noon that there was an emergency tonight, so the operation time was moved forward to his rest time this afternoon." The young nurse Answered her questions truthfully.

Seeing that Qi Wan was still dazed, the little nurse worried again: "Miss Qi, didn't Dr. Tang tell you?"

"...he didn't say."

Not only did she not say anything, she also called him before she came, and his phone was turned off.

She made a hot meal in Tang Junchen's apartment and brought it over to confirm that she hadn't returned home, and there was always a bad feeling in her heart, Qi Wan pursed her lips, so she had to ask the little nurse for some information: "Did he...did he say it was because of something urgent?"

The little nurse thought for a while, "...That's not true."

"That's right, after Dr. Tang listened to the phone in the office, his complexion didn't look very good..."

Something must have happened to her bad face, but...

Tang Junchen has been doing very well during this period, and there is nothing wrong with it. Although he always has a flat face, it seems that there is no such thing as a bad complexion.

After learning about the situation, Qi Wan thanked the nurse and called the system CC immediately.

[Finally know to ask me for help?] The tone of the system CC is more than a little arrogant.

Too lazy to answer its teasing, Qi Wan stood by the roadside of the hospital gate and stopped a taxi, "Stop talking nonsense, help me find out where Tang Junchen is now."

[Host, can your tone be better?]

Qi Wan didn't speak, but glanced at it.

[…Okay, okay, let’s do it right away. ] System CC really can't see people's eyes.

Ten seconds later, the system CC uploaded the address to Qi Wan's mobile phone. I have to say that although this broken system is deceptive, it is still quite efficient.

She got into the car and sat down, turned on her mobile phone, and stared blankly at a series of complicated road conditions sent by the system. After two seconds of silence, she reported Tang Zhuoyu's home address to the driver.

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In the room, the bright lights above the head were dazzling, and a woman and two men were sitting on either side. The atmosphere was awkward, and once again it was so strange that it fell into dead silence.

Nearly 5 minutes have passed since the last sentence was spoken. Among them, Tang Junchen sat with his father. He sat upright and looked at the woman who looked somewhat similar to him on the opposite side, with an unusually cold expression.

"Junchen..." The woman suddenly grabbed Tang Junchen's hand on the table, and for the first time her lofty face showed a humble expression, "Junchen, you are a doctor, or a neurosurgery doctor, only you can save him, you Save Xiaojie, you help him..."

His voice was choked and hoarse.

The woman was much thinner than the last time he had seen her.

Wearing a very ordinary round-neck T-shirt, the veins on her neck are particularly obvious. Her hair is a bit messy, with countless vicissitudes of white hair. Her eye sockets are deep, and the fundus of her eyes is black and blue. She is just about 50 years old. She looks like a 70-year-old lady.

Her eye circles were very red, and there was still a tear in the corner of her eyes. Her expression was anxious, and her words were full of humble begging, but what fell into Tang Junchen's eyes and heart was extremely ironic.

The woman's newly formed family went bankrupt a few years ago, and her husband was imprisoned for being involved in an unknown money affair, leaving only her and her children.

The woman had also called Tang Zhuoyu crying for help before. Tang Zhuoyu missed the old love and secretly sent her money, but later, after being discovered by Fu Shuwen, he cut off contact, but he didn't expect that now, someone broke into their lives again .

Fortunately, Fu Shuwen and Tang Xinyao had to go back to her husband's house for a week, otherwise it would be another struggle if they came to her.

The woman's child, Xiaojie, was found not long ago to have a tumor in the brain oppressing the optic nerve. He needed surgery and money. Today he came to "beg" them.

But what she is asking for now is also her own son.

They are also her children, one, who is willing to lower her face to beg her ex-husband for help, not for her own face, and the other, is a drag bottle that was cruelly discarded...

I really want to ask "why"...

Tang Junchen lowered his eyelids slightly, covered the self-mockery in his eyes, and pulled out the hand that was held by the woman. His Adam's apple moved slightly, and he tried to keep his voice calm and said: "There are hospital rules, and the manpower is limited. Surgery needs to be done on a first-come-first-served basis. "

"Xiaojie can't study normally anymore, why are you talking about first come first served?!" Guo Yueyue slammed the table and got up, her begging face suddenly changed, and her tone was excited.

"Tang Junchen, I am your mother, and Xiaojie was also born to me. After all, he is also related to you by blood. He is your younger brother. Are you going to die without saving him?!"

Tang Junchen's hand under the table slowly clenched into a fist, so that one of them is related by blood...

He lowered his head, his thin lips naturally stretched into a straight line, and the indescribable bitterness slowly spread away.
Only when there are difficulties and urgent matters, the identity of the biological mother, who has been in name only for so many years...

Ah.

He really didn't know what to say.

Sitting still, Tang Zhuoyu, who had been reticent all night, turned his head and caught the movement of the person clenching his fist.

He rolled his throat with difficulty, and after a long time, he spoke for others: "We will not die."

Tang Junchen froze for a moment, and glanced at Tang Zhuoyu.

"I know Xiaojie's situation and I can't wait, but you should also be considerate of Junchen. The hospital he works in has strict discipline and many rules, and the operation really needs to be booked in advance..."

"Well, I'll help you find another hospital tomorrow, the one that can perform the surgery the fastest, and we'll take care of the money."

He was a little stooped and his voice was deep.

How bad-tempered does a man have to be to do this, to try his best to help the children born to his ex-wife and other men...

Tang Junchen couldn't see the sympathy in his father's eyes, on the contrary, there was only desolation and desolation.

That's right, otherwise, why did you transfer the last property under your name to the woman when you got divorced?
He kept saying that he had nothing to do with it, but when someone actually came to ask for help, he was still soft-hearted and couldn't refuse...

The hurt that couldn't be erased from his heart turned red in his eyes, and he immediately opened his arms and solved it.

(End of this chapter)