My bad ex-husband scolded me for being infertile? A wealthy man got married again and had two babies

After hanging up the phone, Tang Youyou looked at him with a guilty look on her face, "It's a good thing you picked up the phone, otherwise if your grandma really came, she would be so anxious to death seeing this scene."

Fu Zhenzhuo glanced at her and was in no mood to talk anymore.

As time passed, he became more and more uneasy. If it was just a common injury, why had he not been out of the emergency room for so long?

He looked at his watch and saw that it had been an hour and a half.

He tried his best to suppress the frightening emotions in his mind. He couldn't scare himself about something that hadn't produced any results. He had to remain absolutely calm in order to handle the next thing.

But such empty waiting can easily drive people crazy.

Finally, when he was about to give up, the door of the emergency room suddenly opened, and a nurse came out and asked, "Who is Xu Yansang's family member?"

Fu Zhenzhuo and Tang Youyou walked up to him almost at the same time and said in unison, "It's me!"

Fu Zhentao glanced at his mother, and Tang Youyou touched her nose and stepped behind him.

It was her fault that she was too nervous. She rushed forward as soon as someone asked her the question.

Fu Zhenzhuo asked the nurse nervously, "How is she?"

The nurse said, "He has a broken right leg and a puncture wound on his left shoulder. He has just had his wound bandaged and is still not awake. Since you are here, please follow me to the ward. There are several seriously injured people here today and we are really short of staff."

Fu Zhenmu was stunned for a moment, then he reacted. Xu Yansang's injuries were not serious. He had been in there for such a long time, and the medical staff were afraid that they would first deal with those with more serious injuries.

He couldn't ask for privileges at this time, not to mention that compared to others, Xu Yansang's injuries were considered minor.

He just nodded to the nurse and said, "Can you arrange an intensive care unit?"

The nurses tried to save the patients for more than an hour, with almost no rest. Even so, two people died. Even though she was used to seeing life and death, she was not in a good mood at the moment. She said impatiently, "Okay, go to the inpatient department downstairs to find out. I'm very busy and don't have time to help you with these."

The dean, who had been standing not far away but did not dare to come closer, finally stepped out at this moment. Seeing that the young nurse dared to speak to Fu Zhen in this way, he immediately scolded her, "What are you busy with! Do you know who is standing in front of you? Hurry up and give it to me..."

"Director Cheng," Fu Zhen interrupted him, looked him in the eyes, and reminded him, "The duty of medical staff is to cure diseases and save lives."

Dean Cheng's words were all stuck in his throat. What President Fu said... Was he blaming him for being impolite? But as soon as he got the news that President Fu was coming to the hospital, he rushed over. Knowing that one of the injured was Fu Zhenzhuo's people, he was so scared that his legs went limp. He urgently transferred several of the best surgeons in the hospital to come over. He wanted to come over to make himself familiar with them, but as soon as he approached and hadn't spoken yet, President Fu told him to get lost...

He felt very aggrieved as well. He waited in the corner for nearly two hours and finally found a chance to talk to Mr. Fu, but Mr. Fu seemed to be protecting the young nurse.

The young nurse was concerned about the patients in the emergency room. Although the director's reprimand made her realize that the man in front of her was of extraordinary status, everyone is equal before life and death. She just nodded and hurried back.

The dean was still trying to figure out what Fu Zhenzhuo meant when he heard Fu Zhenzhuo say calmly, "Dean Cheng, it is not easy for medical staff to stick to their posts. As a manager, you should not disappoint these people."

Dean Cheng was stunned.

Fu Zhenzhuo was in no mood to talk to him any more. After saying that much, he strode away.

Tang Youyou followed closely.

Dean Cheng was stunned for a long time before he realized that Mr. Fu had just gone downstairs? He actually asked Mr. Fu to go downstairs in person to handle the procedures for changing the ward?

He had only dealt with Mr. Fu a few times. The first time was when Mr. Fu suddenly bought the hospital. As the hospital's top manager, he met with Mr. Fu. After that, he had no chance to talk to Mr. Fu again, even last time because of the paralyzed patient named Xu Daqiao.

And then this time.

He originally thought that someone in a high position like Mr. Fu would buy a hospital simply to enjoy medical privileges, so every time Mr. Fu showed up, he was trembling with fear, fearing that he would be brought down if he did not perform well.

He didn't expect that President Fu would tell him that medical staff have a hard time.

How could he not know whether being a medical worker is easy or not? If being a doctor is so easy, why would he switch to a management position in the first place?

His assistant saw him standing there blankly for a long time without saying anything, so he stepped forward cautiously and reminded him, "Dean...Dean?"

Dean Cheng suddenly came back to his senses from the past.

He looked at his young assistant, his faith in his eyes wavering, and after a while he asked, "Xiao Zhou, why did you choose to study medicine?"

The man called Xiao Zhou is a young man who just turned 30. He just started his internship this year and has not yet graduated with a doctorate.

Hearing the dean's question, he held his head high and said, "Because I want to save lives and heal the wounded."

"Save the dying and heal the wounded..." Dean Cheng's eyes seemed to be filled with tears, but there was a smile on his face. "Save the dying and heal the wounded, yes, saving the dying and heal the wounded is a good thing."

Once upon a time, he was also a passionate young man with the most noble ideals, who wanted to save the world and heal the wounded.

Being a doctor is very tiring, but he is willing to work hard. He insisted on seeing all the patients even if the waiting time was two hours after get off work. At that time, he seemed to never remember the last time he had a good meal, but seeing the gratitude and thanks on the patients' faces, he felt extremely satisfied.

But he will never forget what happened during a rescue three years ago.

It was late at night and he was on duty. A young doctor from the same department was not on duty, but because there was a patient who had just been admitted to the hospital and his vital signs were not stable, the young doctor was worried and stayed on duty until late at night.

The young doctor was not ready to leave until all the patient's data had stabilized.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the ambulance brought back several people who were seriously injured in the car accident. He and the young doctor rushed to rescue them. The car accident was very serious. A large truck lost control and crashed into a family of three in a car. The woman died on the spot.

The driver's injuries were not serious, and he was about to be rescued, when suddenly a man with a knife rushed in from outside, cursing the young doctor who was stitching the driver. The young doctor was caught off guard and was stabbed in the heart.

At the moment he was stabbed, the young doctor was still holding the suture needle steadily in his hand. In order to steady the injured person, he couldn't even resist with his hands. He just watched in shock and horror as the knife pierced into his body.

Blood gushed out and the emergency room became even more chaotic. The young doctor was carried into the operating room. Not long after, the director came out and said with a heavy face that the patient could not be saved.

Dean Cheng still remembers how he felt at that time.

The people he wanted to save turned around and stabbed his colleagues. He suddenly felt that all his ideals and beliefs were a joke.

The investigation into the accident soon produced results. It turned out that the murderer's wife had breast cancer and was being treated in this hospital. This was a recurrence. The disease was first discovered five years ago, and the resection surgery was performed by the young doctor who was the victim.

This time the disease relapsed and the cancer cells metastasized, so there is no chance of survival.

The murderer held a grudge against the young doctor, believing that it was because of his poor performance of the operation that caused his wife's cancer cells to metastasize, so in anger he took a knife to seek revenge.

The murderer was quickly arrested, and the dead doctor was posthumously awarded many honorary titles, and everything seemed to be in the past.

But Dean Cheng found that he could no longer face his patients.

He no longer stayed in his clinic without regrets, no longer spoke his heartfelt words to patients without reservation, and no longer put himself in the patients' shoes and tried his best to do good for them.

Even when he was performing surgery, the young doctor's face always flashed through his mind.

He knew that he was only forty years old and was the most experienced doctor in treating breast cancer in the entire North City. His wife was a nurse, they had just been married for a short time, and they had a two-year-old daughter.

He was so dedicated and devoted to his work. If he had been a little more selfish and hadn't worked overtime that night for a patient who had just been admitted to the hospital, he wouldn't have suffered all this.

But all he gave was a fatal blow to the patient's family.

For a doctor, that is the collapse of faith and the destruction of ideals.

Dean Cheng couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart, and his hands could no longer hold a scalpel.

So he applied to the hospital and moved to a management position, and never touched a scalpel again.

Later, Mr. Fu bought the hospital and the previous director was poached, so he naturally became the director.

The young assistant didn't understand the sadness and asked curiously, "President Cheng, are you okay?"

Why did you cry suddenly?

Dean Cheng waved his hands and said with a sob, "I'm fine."

He left trembling.

Fu Zhen completed the transfer procedures and returned upstairs. Xu Yansang had just been moved to the bed by the nurse. Her injuries were not serious. Her fractured leg was put in a cast, and her punctured shoulder was simply sutured and bandaged.

Tang Youyou sat in front of her bed, wiping tears with heartache. She wanted to touch her but didn't dare. She asked cautiously, "Does it hurt?"

Xu Yansang was awake, looking a little pale, but she was very patient with Tang Youyou and comforted her, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

"It would be strange if it didn't hurt," Tang Youyou's eyes were filled with tears. "It's all my fault. If I hadn't asked you to meet, you wouldn't have encountered this. I'm so mean. I almost killed you."

Xu Yansang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "How can I blame you for this? It's just a coincidence. You didn't mean to hurt me."

Tang Youyou was about to burst into tears, but before she could cry, Fu Zhenzhuo grabbed her and said, "Mom, Yansang needs to rest, you go back first."

Tang Youyou held back her tears and said, "I want to stay here with her."

Fu Zhen refused, "She needs to rest. You talk too much."

"Then I won't speak."

"I don't believe it." Fu Zhenzhuo was blunt. He looked at her with his brows furrowed in impatience. "If you really feel guilty, go back and make some light and nourishing dishes and send them over in the evening."

Tang Youyou had no choice but to leave feeling aggrieved.

Xu Yansang laughed, "Why are you so harsh on her? I think she's doing fine here."

Fu Zhenzhuo saw the weak but forced smile on her face and felt distressed, "She is here and you have to spend energy to coax her."

He said, sitting down beside her, holding her hand, and speaking in a low voice that almost drowned her, "Are you scared today?"

Xu Yansang was startled and subconsciously looked at the two people's hands wrapped together.

Fu Zhenchuo's back stiffened slightly, but he didn't relax.

Xu Yansang hesitated for only a second before her logic became self-consistent: He is such a good person, he must be very worried when he knew she had a car accident. He is a same-sex sister, and if Zhao Zhao was here, he would definitely throw himself into her arms and cry.

Thinking of this, the strange feeling in Xu Yansang's heart dissipated. Thinking of Zhao Zhao, she thought of what Zhao's mother had told her before, and hurriedly said, "Can you contact Zhao Zhao's mother? The Zhao family's funding chain is broken. If Zhao Zhao doesn't get engaged to Xia Yuyan, the Zhao family will be burdened with huge debts. I think we should tell him about this. It's up to him to decide what to do."

"Okay, I understand," Fu Zhen's voice was still soft, and he patted her arm gently, calm and collected. "Don't worry about these things, I'll take care of them."

Xu Yansang nodded and felt relieved.

Her eyelids felt heavy, and she tried to force herself to say a few words. Fu Zhen said gently, "Go to sleep. I'll stay here with you."

Xu Yansang fell asleep unknowingly.

After she fell asleep, Fu Zhentuo took out his cell phone, walked to the window and made a call.

"Inject some capital into the Zhao family. It doesn't have to be too much, just enough to help them out of their immediate crisis."

Assistant Huang, who was tracing the whereabouts of the driver on the other end of the phone, was stunned. It took him a long while to react before he asked, "Zhao, is it the Zhao from Miss Xu's friend's family?"

Hearing Mr. Fu's affirmative answer, he breathed a sigh of relief. He was so smart and his guesses were always correct.

After all, with Mr. Fu's status, there is really no need for him to be interested in such a small company.

That is Miss Xu...

An hour later, the Zhao family received a foreign investment of 1.2 billion, which was just enough to fill the hole in the loan.

Father Zhao was shocked when he received the call, and quickly called Mother Zhao over, "What the hell is going on?"

Mother Zhao was also confused, "Have we come into contact with this investment company before?"

"You're crazy! This is Yulin Capital! It's so huge, how could a company like us have access to it? Let me give you an example. The Xia and Wu families are powerful enough, right? They can't even get close to Yulin Capital!"

Zhao's mother rolled her eyes and said, "Could it be that they think our company has potential..."

"Bah!" Father Zhao looked at her with disdain, "Don't you know the situation of our company? They didn't do any investigation before injecting capital?"

"What is going on?" Zhao's mother was completely at a loss.

Father Zhao was also puzzled, and finally gave up, "Forget it, it's a good thing after all. With this money, my son won't show up if he doesn't want to. Anyway, I don't want to marry the daughter of the Xia family."

Mother Zhao also thought the same. If Xia Yuyan was innocent, it would be fine. The Zhao family would marry into the Xia family. But Xia Yuyan's reputation was so bad, and she didn't want a daughter-in-law like that. How could she hold her head up in the future?

There was no way before, but now there is capital injection. She won’t stick with the Xia family anymore because of their cold attitude.