Rebirth 1980: A Storm In A Woman's Life

Liu Qiqiang discussed with the doctor: "First give the old man some liquid, give some painkillers?" This will hurt when the film comes out. "

The infusion is okay, you have to pay first." The doctor opened a list without even lifting his head.

"It's no problem to pay the money, you prescribe the medicine first, and I'll pay the money." Liu Qiqiang took the list and went to pay the money.

After paying the money, the doctor arranged for the hospital bed infusion for the old man.

The old man was already in pain and couldn't speak, and he didn't care about taking out his own pocket to get the money.

This made Zhou Zhu's heart even more uncomfortable, fifteen hanging buckets to fetch water, seven up and eight down.

"This is touching porcelain and not running, my brother-in-law's money is a waste."

It is also possible to break wealth and avoid disasters, but I am afraid that people's hearts will continue to blackmail because they are greedy.

The more I think about it, the more I feel that something is wrong, and I feel that the air here is not good.

The smell of Su water in the hospital was overwhelming.

The painkiller played a role, and the old man's face gradually turned a little bloody.

Zhou Zhu ran several times to the radiology department and finally got the film back.

The doctor said: "Comminuted fractures, but fortunately, conservative treatment can be chosen.

"Isn't this serious?" Will it be paralyzed. Liu Qiqiang was also worried about what to do if something really happened.

"It's okay, the fracture is fixed, put on a plaster cast and slowly recover."

But the muscles and bones are broken for a hundred days, and this disease must be nourished. The doctor said.

"Sir, do you think you can contact your family now? This disease will not get better for a while. Liu Qiqiang asked to the uncle.

"You call Zheng Weidong and say that his father fell and was injured in the hospital, so let him come over quickly." Uncle took out a piece of paper from his pocket.

"Doctor, can I make a call with you?" Liu Qiqiang asked the doctor.

"Call whom? Zheng Weidong? The doctor asked suspiciously, still taking the piece of paper and starting to dial the phone.

A young man's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Who are you looking for?"

"Find Zheng Weidong, his father fell and injured himself in the orthopedic department of the First People's Hospital, let him come over immediately." The doctor was very polite.

"Please take good care of you, we'll be there in a moment." After saying that, he hurriedly hung up the phone.

The old man had been lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed and did not speak.

"Old man, can you say your name? I'm going to write a medical record and build a file. "The doctor is also quite conscientious, saving people first and then building files to write medical records.

"Zheng Yan'an, 76 years old this year." After the old man finished speaking, he closed his eyes again, looking very painful.

It has not yet reached the age when money is not available and there is no treatment, and people at this time are still very kind.

Liu Qiqiang sighed in his heart.

A large group of people came to the ward with hula la.

"Dad, why did you fall, is it serious?" A middle-aged man wearing glasses walked up to the side of the hospital bed and asked.

"Old man, you don't have any problems, right? I asked their dean to give the best doctor a thorough examination. "A chubby man has a thick voice.

"Tell you Dean Fei to come to the ward immediately." The fat man said to a man in a white coat behind him.

"Director Ren, please rest assured, I have arranged for someone to call, and the dean will arrive immediately."

As soon as the voice of the white coat fell, a man with more than half of his hair came in.

"Secretary Zheng, Director Ren, I'm sorry I'm late."

The bald man apologized as he walked, and Lao Yuan stretched out his hand to hold the hand called Secretary Zheng.

Secretary Zheng shook his hand understandingly and said, "It's all this secretary fooling around, there are so many people, you can arrange to go to your own work."

As he spoke, the dean withdrew to arrange the doctor and the ward.

The chief of the bureau also walked out of the ward.

Secretary Zheng looked at Liu Qiqiang and asked, "Did you send my father to the hospital?" How did the old man fall?

The man looked serious, as if he was interrogating a prisoner.

"I don't really know how this old man fell, I just saw the old man fall and was sent to the hospital." Liu Qiqiang is neither humble nor promiscuous.

Whoever you are the secretary, you can't control me, what are you doing with such serious speech?

Liu Qiqiang said fiercely to this secretary in his heart.

But the life experience in his previous life made him suppress his heart, and the anger did not attack.

Judging by the situation, this should be the local parent official, it should be the number one, Zheng Weidong, right.

Liu Qiqiang thought that he had a relationship with this Zheng Weidong in his previous life, and Zheng Weidong was already a deputy provincial cadre at that time.

Take a closer look at this person's face, it's just that the face of the person you've seen yourself is a little softer.

It's not that he can't see it, and when he saw him, it was more than twenty years later.

At that time, Zheng Weidong was already fat, so fat that both pairs were already shiny.

Now Zheng Weidong is still a white-faced scholar.

This person really can't be offended, maybe this person can really be used in the future.

But I can't hear him pounce on him as soon as he is the first hand, which will make people look down on.

Liu Qiqiang still said without humility: "The old man's filming and outpatient infusion expenses are all paid by me in advance.

A total of thirteen pieces and eight cents, trouble you to pay, we still have something to do and leave first.

"How do you talk to the secretary?" No big, no small. Haven't figured out if the old man is about to run when you hit it?

Is it appropriate for you to go out like this? "The secretary-like person speaks very badly, but his voice is very low.

"Stop, get your people out. Your own dad fell, didn't you help or let others help you? "The old man will be angry.

Zheng Weidong turned around and glanced sharply at the secretary, who obediently exited the ward.

Zheng Weidong took out twenty yuan from his pocket and handed it to Liu Qiqiang.

"Thank you for sending my dad to the hospital, what's your name." Zheng Weidong's voice was still very serious.

There is no hint of thanks.

"Can't you just talk properly? Think this is still your office? To be a person, you must know gratitude, can't you thank people well? The

old man was another meal, if his legs were good, it was estimated that Bang Bang would have smashed two fists on Zheng Weidong's face.

"I was wrong, right? Can you give your son some face?

I have such a habit of talking, don't you old man know it?

Isn't it with your old man, this stinky temper is good to you?

Zheng Weidong squeezed out a smile and said with a playful smile.

This is what a son should look like.

"In the future, I will not put your official frame here, and I don't know your nickname." The old man has to be unforgiving.

It seems that this Zheng Weidong has not tasted fried shredded meat with belts since he was a child.

"I'm wrong, can you save me some face? Are you training me like this?

Will I still have a little prestige in front of my subordinates in the future?

Zheng Weidong said with a very aggrieved look.