There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

Zhou Jiao, who had just stepped into the living room, hugged her son and approached the phone, listening to the sound from the microphone with concern.

"It's okay. It's just that Xiaoyu didn't know what to eat in the morning, and he pulled and vomited in the afternoon. Now he has just finished the injection and has stopped. He will fall asleep, so you don't need to come over. Remember not to tell the old lady about them."

On the side, Zhou Jiao frowned deeply, how could she be well in her own home for two or three days, and problems would go wrong as soon as she went back.This is also the day before yesterday. If she left yesterday, she would have to worry about whether it was caused by eating something at home.

Zhang Guoqing quickly asked: "Is it the general hospital?"

"No. Oh, why aren't you obedient children. Don't come here, the hospital is noisy, you quickly pack your things and go back to your hometown."

Zhang Guoqing looked at the hung-up phone and shook his head dumbly.

"She must be in the hospital near their home."

Zhang Guoqing glanced at the alarm clock, "The time is still too late, I will ride a bicycle fast, you and your son will be waiting for me at home. I will be back when I go."

"Dad, can't Xiaoyu go with us? Then he must be sad."

Zhang Guoqing took the opportunity to teach his children: "You see that he doesn't pay attention to his diet to get sick. You can't always ask popsicles to know in the future, right?"

Ping An nodded, "Dad, can I visit him?"

Zhang Guoqing looked at Zhou Jiao upon hearing this, and when she saw her nodding, he could only say: "Then hurry up. I really can't leave today. I have to change the ticket."

Zhou Jiao didn't have time to say more. She ran back to the room and prepared a large backpack. She didn't worry about loading another box of foreign penicillin.This has already shown her face in front of her colleagues, but she is not worried about exposing the space.The only worry is what if someone needs to find himself in the future?

Since an occasional opportunity in the past two years, Zhou Jiao learned that imported medicines were so scarce that most people could not use them.She tried her best when she went abroad this time.But I didn't intend to show it in front of others.

Alas... Forget it, give Cheng Ruzhu a few more words.

Zhang Guoqing rushed to the People's Hospital cautiously, riding the two-eight bars, with his wife and son.This section of the road can be considered exhausting, and he stopped at the hospital, as if he had just crawled out of the water.

He grabbed the handkerchief and wiped it, carelessly throwing it into the basket.Let him stuff his pockets again, he never wants to.On the contrary, Zhou Jiao was holding him and running and turned around to take a look, thinking that no one should steal it, right?This is a bottle of soda!

Zhang Guoqing went to the service desk one step ahead of time to inquire, and then went to the pediatrics department to inquire, and finally fulfilled his mission and learned which ward that Xiaoyu was in.

He turned around and walked back quickly. He didn't pay attention to anything else, so he missed a figure. If he noticed, he must be curious how the bad old man who touched porcelain would hang around in a white coat, no one dared to say much.At this time, he waved to Zhou Jiao's mother and son in the registration hall.

The old man's eyes dimmed and he was about to follow up quickly. Unexpectedly, a middle-aged man took him a step ahead, "Uncle, where are you going when you are old? Hurry up, there is another patient waiting for help!"

The old man was so angry that he yelled: "Bad boy! You let me come because I want to work hard? I don't do it anymore, and I'm doing something toss people every day."

The middle-aged man knew his uncle's temperament too much, and was really worried that he would leave without saying goodbye.It's not that the old man has never made trouble.He hurriedly bowed his hand to beg for mercy and begged: "Uncle Master, you are good at doing it! This patient is very important. I will take you back immediately after reading it, OK?"

The old man hurriedly waved his hand and pushed the opponent away, "I'm in a hurry, don't stand in my way!"

Upon seeing this, the middle-aged man stretched out his hand and quickly hugged his waist, pressing his throat and shouting: "Uncle Master, Hukou! Yard!"

The old man paused, pretending to be indifferent, "A broken yard, who is rare!" After speaking, he looked out and saw that it happened for a while, that boy Zhang Guoqing had already slipped away.

"Okay...Don't be ashamed of Lao Tzu! Lao Tzu will go with you, right?"

"Well, Master, you always have medical ethics."

"Stop nonsense! I hate those vain things the most."

"My nephew made a mistake.

"Forget you acquainted! It's not why I have a yard to stay with Lao Tzu. I want a yard, and people in all four or nine cities have to take the initiative to send it to the door, I don't want it!"

The middle-aged man looked at the proud old man and nodded helplessly, "I know. Shishu is the genius doctor Hu, as long as you are stunned, some people will flatter you."

The old man, that is, Doctor Hu who was still thinking about Gu Ruyi before he died, jumped up and slapped his nephew on the head.

The middle-aged man rubbed his head in grievances, and whispered: "I am the head of a courtyard at any rate, so I can give you some face."

With a "humph", the old man ignored him, and muttered: "Fat dean, look at you."

The few nurses passing by pretended not to see them, twitched their mouths, and walked away quickly.This scene is no stranger to them, and the elders who don't know where the dean found them are still silly and happy every day!

On this side, Zhang Guoqing's family of three finally came to the inpatient department and found the ward according to the information they received.

A ward with four beds is now full of people, plus the relatives of the family who accompany the bed next to them, they just feel noisy at the door, can they rest well?

Zhou Jiao frowned and looked at it, finally seeing Xiaoyu lying on the innermost hospital bed, and Cheng Ruzhu with her back facing the door.

A family of three stood at the door carrying things, and the room suddenly became quiet. Taking advantage of the gap, Zhou Jiao squeezed forward.

Cheng Ruzhu turned to see them, and said in shock on his face: "Why are you here?"

Zhou Jiao glanced at her complainingly, "You are not where you are, which made us look for it all at once."

"What are you doing here? Go back quickly. I can't catch the train late."

On the other side, Ping An already took Xiaoyu's hand, "Uncle, did you steal the popsicle? Didn't I tell you that my mother had diarrhea?"

Xiaoyu red eyes, choked up and said: "Peace, I can't go to the northeast."

Ping An reached out to pat him, but the bed was too high for him to reach, so he quickly turned around and patted his chest, "Next time I will take you. Come back, I will bring you meat!"

"But I still want to go now!"

Ping An sighed, "You are sick!" The implication is that you can't go if you want to.

Zhang Guoqing looked at the hospital bed beside him, and everyone was in a mess, "Sister, do you want to transfer? Don't disturb my aunt, I can just find Yang Qun."

Cheng Ruzhu shook his head and smiled, "I will be discharged tomorrow. I'll be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. It's very troublesome."

"Grandpa Wen doesn't even know about it?"

Cheng Ruzhu smiled, "They're getting older, so troublesome in such a hot day. Don't worry, your little uncle will come later. You hurry back now."

"The bed is tight?"

Cheng Ruzhu nodded.

Zhou Jiao shook her head slightly towards Zhang Guoqing.There is a way to think that Cheng Ruzhu's temperament would not care about the money.