After losing the horse, the full-level boss was forced to hang up on the hot search

Chapter 7 Take Me Home
Xi Hua fixed her eyes: "..." Is the family relationship so bad?

and so.

Does it mean that if she doesn't help this favor now, she will be busy working for nothing?

That is to say, only when the rescued person admits that he was saved and helped by her can his meritorious deeds be considered consummated?
In order to extend her life for two days, she had to go in for another day.

Will she still have time to do her own thing in the future?

Want to live, is it so difficult?

Is this accumulating merit?

This is a pirate ship, okay?

In order not to do white work, she nodded: "Okay. When did the doctor say you can leave the hospital?"

The light-colored eyes that are good at observing watched the small expression flashing across her face, and the corner of her mouth slightly hooked: "Tomorrow at four o'clock in the afternoon."

Xi Hua's cell phone was vibrating all the time, but he didn't answer it after looking at it: "Then I will come over at [-] o'clock tomorrow afternoon to handle the formalities for you. Can you give me your cell phone? I will leave you a contact information. Don't worry, I won't I will disclose your phone number to others, and I will not make you harassing calls."

Yan Qingmu smiled, there seemed to be an inch of inquiry and interest in her eyes.

Handed her the phone.

Xihua enters her phone number and name and saves it.

Handed it back to him and said: "I'm leaving first, but I'm still in the hospital, if you need anything, you can call me."

Yan Qingmu's eyes blinked very slowly, and he didn't make excuses to keep her: "Okay. Then, thank you."

Xihua nodded and left the ward.

Yan Qingmu watched her slender back leave, her eyes slowly lowered, and a smile diffused at the end of her slightly raised eyes.

Ming'an Hospital is the best private hospital in Yunguo.

Whether it is the equipment or the medical skills of the doctors, they are all top-notch in the world.

Nurses have a master's degree per capita.

One day of hospitalization for minor illnesses is based on "ten thousand" as the unit.

Intractable diseases come in, and the unit is "millions".

Not everyone can afford it.

People who can afford it are generally of good quality, and they don't chat about the ups and downs of their wonderful life and their "billion-level projects" in the hospital.

So, very quiet.

Xihua took the elevator up to the thirteenth floor.

Mr. Zhao suddenly fainted half a month ago without warning, several times in a row.

I did a full body check several times, but nothing was wrong.

All data indicators are all within the normal range!
It can be said that his body should be better than the young people who often sit in the office now.

To prevent accidents, we can only arrange for him to be hospitalized.

The door of the ward was open.

It should be to stroll back to the old friend who is lying in the hospital bed next door and can't get up.

The TV was turned on, and it seemed to be a hit show.

In her previous life, she rarely watched TV. In order to get familiar with the current social situation, she installed the "Xingyue APP".

Entertainment, society, finance and international news at a glance.

After watching a few popular statuses, they are basically discussing this drama.

Leading actor: Yan Qingmu.

The bodyguard at the door saw her and nodded respectfully.

She smiled and leaned against the door frame, watching that since he found her, he had given all his favor to her old man.

Dressed in casual clothes, sitting on the couch with hands folded on crutches.

In fact, he doesn't need a cane yet, but the old man said that having a cane in his hand is more powerful.

The only one who has enjoyed this kind of aura is Zhao Yan whose nose is not her nose, and her face is not her face.

The old man saw someone at the door from the corner of his eye, turned his head, and immediately walked over with a smile on his face: "Oh, my good grandson is here! Come, come, come and talk to grandpa."

Xi Hua entered the ward and glanced at the TV screen.

Fu Huadao is not bad, Yan Qingmu's ancient costume is very brilliant, standing high in the clouds, it seems to be compassionate, but also seems to be just watching indifferently, the faint curvature of the mouth perfectly interprets both good and evil.

She took the old man's hand, sat back on the sofa, and said with a smile, "How do you feel today?"

The old man patted his thin but strong chest: "I'm fine, I can eat and sleep, and it's okay to have a fight." Looking at her hopefully, "Are you here to pick me up?"

Xihua laughed: "How can I be the only one to pick you up! I know you are bored here, but we have to find out the cause of the disease! Otherwise, we are busy outside and you are at home alone, how can we rest assured? "

The old man curled his lips, a little childish: "It's been half a month, I'm going to be moldy living here."

Xihua coaxed a child and said, "Be good, when Grandpa Lan finds out the symptoms, we can go home!"

The old man snorted, and complained: "As far as his poor medical skills, I don't know how long I'll have to wait!" Seeing her looking around, he followed her gaze curiously, nothing special: "What are you looking at? "

Xihua found a clean towel, rolled it up, and put it on the coffee table: "When I was in the country, I learned some traditional Chinese medicine from an old man in Yunguo. I will feel the pulse for my grandfather."

The old man's eyes lit up: "Our good grandson can still feel the pulse!"

This is the hospital with the best equipment in the imperial capital of Yunguo.

The serving doctors are all top figures in the medical field and have won various international awards.

Even so, the physical examination was done over and over again, but nothing was found.

It's not that he doesn't believe in Chinese medicine, but that Chinese medicine is difficult to master. His little grandson is smart, but he's still young!

But the old man did not show the slightest doubt or joke in his eyes, as if his good grandson had more than the ability of the "holy hand" 60 years ago.

The old man looked proud: "My good grandson knows everything, so please, good grandson give grandpa a doctor."

Xi Hua took the pulse carefully, and at the same time observed whether there were any subtle symptoms on the old man's face.

Taking the pulse in traditional Chinese medicine is a long and meticulous matter, which needs to be observed calmly and slowly.

This one is nearly 10 minutes.

She, indeed, found something strange.

Deep in the thick pulse, there is a seemingly invisible obstacle, but it is definitely not a thrombus, otherwise the hospital's equipment will not fail to detect it.

Like a thread like blood, hidden in the flow of blood, it flows silently between the viscera and limbs all the time.

In this case, it is not a disease!

Seeing her serious face, the old man smiled very happily: "I'm very healthy, aren't I?"

Xihua was amused by the old man's eyes.

His expression is like that of a doting and patient elder, playing a game of "doctor and patient" with a young doll.

"Of course, grandpa is in good health, and he will be discharged from the hospital soon." After a slight pause, she was a little serious, "You can eat candy, but you can only eat a small one a day, so you can't eat so much!"

The old man's sharp eyes opened: "How do you know? Can you really feel the pulse?"

After speaking, I found that I didn't call myself.

I covered my mouth.

Embarrassed laugh.

hey-hey……

"Of course we can get it out! So, don't think that we won't find out if you secretly throw the candy wrappers into the trash can over Mr. He's side!"

The old man touched his nose, feeling a little guilty.

But I was very surprised that my granddaughter knew Chinese medicine: "My dear grandson, why don't we change our major and learn Chinese medicine?"

Xihua: "..."

In her previous life, she graduated from a high school in a small town with good grades in the college entrance examination, and went to a school where she majored in computer science.

At that time, I didn't dare to think about any dreams. I just thought that I could make more money after graduating from a computer science major.

After being found by the Zhao family, he transferred to Beijing University, the number one school in the imperial capital.

In Beijing University, which is full of top experts, I have to say that her grades are not enough.

And this year, Zhao Xinwen has been tricked by Zhao Xinwen a lot in school, and the surroundings have always been uneasy, isolated, attacked, ridiculed, compared, and there is no way to study hard.

Therefore, her grades fluctuated throughout the year... It was as exciting as an electrocardiogram with an irregular heartbeat.

The corners of his eyes twitched: "Grandpa, I still want to work harder..."

The old man was afraid that she would feel that he disliked her for not studying well, so he immediately said "good, good": "Listen to my grandson!"

Anyway, the family is rich and can afford to raise a good grandson!

Ah yes!

Go back and make your will first, and leave more money for your good grandson!Just pave the way for the good grandson!

Xihua didn't care about the old man's expression of "just do it like this", and looked up at the time.

At twelve o'clock, it's time for a ward round.

She took a pen, pretended to prescribe a prescription, and drew a vicious little dinosaur on the book the old man was reading, with a hidden "m" hooked on its tail.

(End of this chapter)