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Lu Wenfang's son did not show up until Friday evening.Yan Ke went to explain his condition to him. He looked very impatient and rushed to leave. He also accused Yan Ke of telling the old lady to come in for the hospital because he said that the problem could be solved by taking medicine.Yan Ke felt very upset, as if he was trying to cheat the old man's money, he couldn't help frowning.Back in the office, Yu Cheng asked him as soon as he saw him, "What's wrong?"

Yan Ke told Yu Cheng about the matter, and Yu Cheng said: "This kind of patient is easy to cause disputes, you have to be careful." He opened Lu Wenfang's electronic medical record and checked it for Yan Ke, "The words must be signed in time, his son If you refuse to come, you can directly ask the old lady to print your handprint, if not, the grandson can also sign, in short, you must sign in time. Otherwise, if something goes wrong, it will be very troublesome."

Yan Ke couldn't help sighing: "I understand."

Zhu Yunting who was on the side interjected: "Young master Yan, you shouldn't have accepted this kind of rotten patient in the first place. She doesn't want to be hospitalized, so you should let her go to the local hospital to hang water."

Yan Ke was a little irritable: "I didn't expect this to happen. I think her grandson is quite concerned about her. I didn't expect her son to look like a bird."

Yu Cheng said: "He is also thinking about the patient. We don't care what kind of people the patient's family members are. We just do our own thing." He suddenly pointed to the computer screen, "This old lady's fecal occult blood is three plus?"

Yan Ke thought about it for a while: "She has been constipated recently and has hemorrhoids. It should be dry stool and a little bleeding. I think her blood routine is also good, and there is no chronic blood loss. It is estimated that there is a little blood this time, which is just right. We hit it off, so I gave her some Caserol."

"Appoint her for a colonoscopy." Yu Cheng clicked on the examination application column.

"Colonoscopy?" Yan Ke was a little surprised, "Is it necessary? Why don't you check the stool routine first?"

"Just to be on the safe side. It's for the patient's good, and for our own protection."

Yan Ke frowned: "But colonoscopy is very painful, and most elderly people are unwilling to do it, and this old lady is so concerned about the cost..."

Yu Cheng had already printed out the colonoscopy application form and the consent form, got up and said, "I'll accompany you to talk, let's go."

When the two came to the ward, they found that Lu Wenfang's grandson was also there, lying on the small bedside table while doing homework and talking with the old man.

Although the son is not very good, the grandson is filial.Yan Ke was a little emotional, Yu Cheng had already stepped forward, explained the previous test results, and listed the possible causes of fecal occult blood.The priorities are explained clearly, and the actions are made with emotion and reason.After the grandson realized the seriousness of the situation, he also helped to persuade him, and finally succeeded in getting the old man to nod his head.

Returning to the office with the signed consent form, Yu Cheng said: "Her grandson is not bad. You can start with her grandson when you talk to them in the future. I think this old lady is quite obedient to her grandson."

Yan Ke sighed: "You still have a way, so I will definitely not be able to talk about it."

Yu Cheng smiled and said, "You're just inexperienced, don't worry about it, you'll get over it slowly. That's right." He suddenly took out his phone and clicked on a webpage to show Yan Ke, "There's an academic conference this Saturday. The content is arranged, it's pretty good. I'll send you the invitation letter..."

"Saturday?" Yan Ke hesitated.

"What? What's the matter?" Yu Cheng quickly recalled, "Aren't you on duty on Sunday? Remember wrong?"

"No, no..." Yan Ke didn't know how to speak.

Yu Cheng half-jokingly said: "Have an appointment?"

"Forget it... right." Yan Ke was afraid that he would misunderstand, so he hurriedly explained, "It's home, my mother is back."

Yu Cheng nodded and said, "Well, it's time for you to go home and have a look. How about I accompany you back? I'll see when the meeting ends..."

Yan Ke felt embarrassed and guilty. He was afraid that his uncle might misunderstand, but he didn't want to hide it from him.So he took a deep breath and confessed frankly: "Actually, this time I mainly treat Xiao Lu to dinner. Last time I... when I committed suicide, he accompanied me to the emergency room. My parents want to thank him."

Yu Cheng smiled and said, "So that's how it is."

Yan Ke hurriedly said: "Little uncle, you can come too! You haven't come to my house for dinner for a long time, and my parents must miss you."

Yu Cheng said: "Since it is to thank Xiao Lu, I will not go."

Only then did Yan Ke realize that he had said the wrong thing, and said in embarrassment: "I didn't mean that... Don't be angry, little uncle. I didn't dare to tell you at the beginning because I was afraid that you would be unhappy... Sorry, I can't speak... "

Yu Cheng said with a smile: "Ake, I'm not angry. It was Xiaolu's thank-you banquet, and if I go, it's not justified. After all, I'm just your uncle, not you..." He stopped suddenly in the middle of speaking, smiled and said goodbye Turn your face away.There was a little melancholy on his face.

Yan Ke stared at him blankly, wondering what the half of his sentence would be.

I'm just your uncle, not you...

Who is mine, is it justifiable?

Yan Ke was thinking wildly, and Yu Cheng patted him on the shoulder: "Anyway, you don't mind me. Anyway, I'm going to attend the meeting on Saturday. Even if I promise you now, I may not be able to make it back. Don't worry about it."

Yan Ke was affected by his melancholy, and let out a muffled "hmm".

Until Saturday, when Yan Ke drove Xiaolu home, Yu Cheng's words still lingered in his mind.When he entered the room to change his shoes, he glanced at the time, and couldn't help but wonder if the meeting was over, what would the uncle have for dinner tonight?

Even when his father came out to greet him in person, he didn't show much surprise.

"Hello, Director Yan!" Xiaolu stood up straight, like a primary school student meeting the principal.

"You have already come to the door, and you are still called the director." The father showed a rare smile.

Ling Lu looked at Yan Ke shyly.Yan Ke straightened up after changing his shoes, and called out, "Dad."

Ling Lu followed Xiao Xiao and shouted softly: "Yan... Uncle."

"Come in and sit down." Yan's father yelled towards the kitchen, "My son is back!"

Mother's happy voice came from the kitchen: "I'm back so early! Let them watch TV first! The food will be ready soon!"

Yan's father pointed to the snacks on the coffee table and said, "Dinner will be later, please sit here for a while."

Yan Ke nodded and sat down on the sofa.Ling Lu saw the tea set on the table at a glance, and said pleasantly: "Uncle Yan, do you also have research on tea?"

Father Yan was a little surprised: "You drink tea too?"

Ling Lu laughed and said: "I used to drink it at home, but I stopped drinking it when I came out of the dormitory. It's inconvenient to carry the teacup and teapot. Besides, it's a bit pretentious for kids like us to drink tea with a purple sand pot—" Dare to say, swallowed the second half of the sentence abruptly.

"Where, tea culture is the same as Chinese medicine. It is the quintessence of the country, and it has to be passed on by young people like you." Yan's father smiled more and more kindly, "Sit down quickly, and I will give you a taste of my new tea. This is the authentic Jin Jun eyebrow……"

Yan Ke had never heard of such eyebrows, but Ling Lu's eyes lit up.Now Yan Ke also became curious, does Xiao Lu really have research on tea?I can't see it.

Father Yan brewed two cups of tea and handed one to Ling Lu.As soon as Xiaolu took the teacup, he moved his nose and praised: "This tea is like amber, sweet and fragrant like honey, it really is good tea!"

Yan Ke couldn't understand, and reached out to get another cup of tea, but was glared at by Yan's father.

"Good tea should be drunk by those who understand it, so don't waste it." He picked up the teacup by himself.

Yan Ke: "???"

Ling Lu suppressed a smile, took a sip, opened his eyes wide and exclaimed: "Wow..."

Yan Ke thought to himself, if you pretend to be aggressive, you have no words, right?

Unexpectedly, Ling Lu licked his lips and said, "The last time I drank such good tea was my father's fiftieth birthday..."

Fuck!This ass!

Yan Ke looked at his father who was smiling all over his face, feeling ashamed of himself.

Unexpectedly, this flattery is not over yet.Xiaolu picked up the teacup and looked at it, and said happily: "Wow, there is really a golden circle, it is indeed a top-grade Jinjunmei!"

Yan Ke leaned over to take a look, and there was a golden circle where the wall of the bowl was in contact with the tea soup.

"Okay, okay." Father laughed heartily, "There are not many young people like you who are willing to calm down and drink tea now! Xiaoling, you really move me!"

Seeing his father's happy face, he knew that the "golden circle" was the standard for testing the quality of tea. It seemed that Xiao Lu really understood tea.

Fortunately, he didn't drink it. If he came to taste it, he might say that the color of the tea has faded...

Yan Ke suddenly understood why he hadn't been treated by his father for so many years, and couldn't help curling his lips.

Ling Lu noticed Yan Ke's little mood, and hurriedly said: "Actually, it's just a personal hobby. My dad likes to drink tea, and I also like to drink tea, so he took me to drink tea together. It's not a matter of being quiet or not. , It’s just taste preference. Some people like to drink tea, some people like to drink, it doesn’t matter whether they are superior or inferior.”

Father Yan smiled and said, "You are being modest. Others drink tea just for drinking, but you not only drink, but also study tea culture. Otherwise, how can you get the golden circle?"

Ling Lu was a little embarrassed: "Actually, I'm also a blind cat and a dead mouse. I've heard about the Golden Circle before. It just so happened that you gave me the bottom line and told me that this is Jin Junmei. If you just let me Taste it, I'm sure I can't tell what kind of tea it is, so I can only say good tea like others."

"Not necessarily." Yan Ke interjected, "People like me who don't understand tea don't even have to drink it."

Yan's father immediately put on a straight face: "What are you talking about?"

Seeing that the father and son were at war, Ling Lu burst out laughing.Now both father and son were stunned and looked at him in surprise.

Ling Lu laughed and said: "Teacher Yan is jealous of me, he must also want to taste what such a good tea tastes like."

Yan Ke curled his lips, and Yan's father snorted: "He doesn't understand."

"It doesn't matter if you understand it or not. We are drinking tea, not the name Jin Junmei, nor the golden circle." Ling Lu looked at Yan Ke and smiled, "As long as he likes it, that's fine."

Yan Ke raised his head, facing Ling Lu's sincere and warm eyes, suddenly his heart moved, like a kitten's paw scratching his heart.

At this time, father Yan was also persuaded, and poured a cup of tea for Yan Ke.Yan Ke quickly took it with both hands, the tingling feeling in his heart was fleeting.

He lowered his head and took a sip, and found that the tea soup had a sweet taste, just as Xiaolu said.This cup of tea changed his previous prejudice that "tea is bitter". He even began to think that if the first tea his father fed him was Jin Junmei, maybe he would be willing to learn tea tasting from his father.

It's a pity that nothing happened.

Yan Ke put down the teacup, and after much deliberation, he couldn't make up anything to praise, so he said honestly: "It's delicious."

Father sighed regretfully, but Xiaolu said happily: "Look, he likes it very much! You can drink tea together in the future!"

Father frowned and said, "I'd better let him say he doesn't like it, otherwise the tea will be ruined."

Yan Ke pouted, but Xiao Lu was still smiling.Father Yan looked at Xiaolu's smile, and his frown gradually relaxed.

Yan Ke suddenly discovered that his father seemed to like Xiaolu quite a bit.

Mother made a big table of dishes.Yan Ke hadn't eaten his mother's handicrafts for a long time, so he couldn't help but feast on them.During the dinner, Xiao Lu had a good chat with Yan Ke's parents, and Yan Ke only cared about eating until his father raised his glass suddenly.

"I really want to thank you, that time I did everything I could to save him..."

Yan Ke was taken aback, and the chicken wings fell from the chopsticks.

"Reckless? What do you mean?"

The mother suddenly said: "That's right, Beibei has lost his memory, he still doesn't know that Xiaolu did it for him that day..."

Ling Lu's heart tightened - he didn't want Yan Ke to know that he took the risk to climb the balcony, Yan Ke would feel guilty.

"It's nothing, nothing!" Ling Lu hurriedly interrupted Yan's mother, and then explained to Yan Ke: "It's just...that is, didn't I send you to the emergency room that day..." Ling Lu's face turned red before he could tell the lie. He faltered and said, "Then...then I bumped you when I carried you downstairs!...and almost fell you."

Both elders showed surprise expressions, Ling Lu hurriedly said: "So don't mention this matter, I'm still embarrassed."

Yan Ke couldn't help laughing: "No wonder you didn't tell me." Then he picked up the chicken wings again.

Ling Lu heaved a sigh of relief, and gave the second elder a wink, then lowered his head and ate in silence.

Father Yan glanced at him suspiciously. Although he didn't know what he was planning, he raised his glass again and said, "Anyway, thank you for saving him."

Ling Lu raised his glass, subconsciously said modestly: "It should be."

Father Yan said solemnly: "This is not something you should do. You..."

Ling Lu suddenly felt that this conversation was a bit familiar, as if Director Yan had also said this sentence when he called him last time.Afraid that this topic would reveal his secrets if he continued to talk about it, he quickly clinked glasses with Yan's father, drank a big gulp of wine, then ate the vegetables, and enthusiastically praised Yan's mother's craftsmanship.

Yan's mother burst into laughter at his praise, and also picked up a wine glass to respect him.Just like that, Ling Lu drank most of the bottle of red wine without realizing it.When I finished eating, my face became flushed.

Seeing that he couldn't stand still, Yan Ke said, "You can stay here tonight."

Ling Lu shook his head like a rattle: "It's okay, I... um..." He suddenly frowned, with a look of discomfort on his face.

"What's wrong? Do you want to vomit?" Yan Ke hurried to help him.

"No..." Ling Lu held his forehead, "Dizziness..."

Yan Ke couldn't help laughing out loud: "Who made you shake your head so fast. Don't be embarrassed, just stay at my house."

Yan's mother also said: "That's right, anyway, Beibei's room has been tidied up."

Yan Ke felt weird when he heard this, and looked at his mother in surprise, Yan's mother immediately said: "The guest room has also been cleaned!"

Yan Ke helped Ling Lu go upstairs.

Yan's mother stood expectantly at the stairs, pulled her close to Yan's father and whispered: "Hey, do you think Xiao Lu will sleep in the guest room tonight or...?"

Father Yan was taken aback for a moment, and said angrily, "Why do you care about this!"

"Curiosity! Aren't you curious?" Yan's mother made a heart-shattering gesture, "Oh, I'm in such a complicated mood now, why do I feel like I'm marrying my daughter..."

Yan father: "..."

Yan's mother: "But having said that, Ling Lu is a really nice kid. I'm relieved to hand Beibei to him."

Father Yan: "...um."

Yan's mother was a little surprised: "Ah? What did you say?"

Yan's father glared at her: "I didn't say anything."

Yan's mother smiled and said: "You clearly said 'hmm'! I heard it!"

Father Yan turned his head and ignored her.Yan's mother chased after him relentlessly: "Oh, why don't you talk to me, talk to me..."

The long night has only just begun.