Zhou Qiaohua complained, "He Yanchen is just a businessman with some money. What contribution has he made to the country and society?"

Lin Zhixing explained with a smile:

"Just because you don't care about Mr. He doesn't mean he hasn't done anything. He recently set up a foundation in the hospital to help children who can't afford medical treatment, giving many families new hope."

"Businessmen are all the same. Setting up this kind of foundation can help them avoid taxes. Aren't they all doing it under the guise of charity to help themselves?"

Zhou Qiaohua came from a wealthy family, so she naturally knew what donations meant to a company.

Not only can you win favor, but you can also exempt yourself from some taxes.

If Zhou Qiaohua wasn't a patient, Lin Zhixing really wanted to ask her whether she had made any contributions to society and the country after living a life of luxury at home for so many years.

Lin Zhixing could only say, "I'm sorry, Aunt Zhou, this is the condition of our hospital. If you are not satisfied, the ambulance is still outside and you can transfer back to Huayu Hospital now."

Maybe it’s because I became a mother.

She couldn't understand what Zhou Qiaohua had done.

It would be fine if He Yanchen was really useless, but from the information she learned, He Yanchen should at least be a qualified child.

Zhou Qiaohua frowned.

Even though she was weak, it was obvious that she was very dissatisfied with everything going on.

Lin Zhixing didn't understand. She was so picky, why did he insist on letting her have the surgery?

He doesn't really intend to trick her.

He Yan spoke first: "Aunt Zhou, Mr. He must have put a lot of thought into letting you stay in this room. Let's stay here first. No matter what, your health is more important. Let's do the surgery first."

There was rejection written on Zhou Qiaohua's face.

It seemed as if he was unwilling to get any benefit from He Yanchen.

The whole situation was deadlocked for a long time.

Zhou Qiaohua did not agree either.

Seeing this, He Yan asked Lin Zhixing again, "Doctor Lin, are there any double or single rooms downstairs?"

"There's a double room."

Zhuang Yecheng answered.

He Yan then said, "Auntie Zhou, is it okay if we don't stay in the double room? I'll be here with you all day and can only go back twice a week at most."

Zhou Qiaohua held He Yan's hand, her face full of apology, "I'm sorry for putting you in such a difficult position."

Lin Zhixing was speechless.

It was clearly she who insisted on transferring him, but in the end it seemed like she was the one who forced him to transfer to another hospital.

After settling Zhou Qiaohua down, everyone came out of the ward.

Zhuang Yecheng asked Lin Zhixing somewhat unhappily, "Were you the one who had the patient transferred to another hospital?"

"It's not her." The dean spoke for her. "I know Mr. Huo from Huayu Hospital. He said it was the patient who insisted on being transferred to another hospital."

Zhuang Yecheng was furious. "Since you want to transfer to another hospital, just follow their instructions. You have so many problems, and you're treating this public hospital like a private one!"

This was the first time that Lin Zhixing saw Zhuang Yecheng so angry during his time at Hua Medical University.

However, anyone who encounters this situation will be angry.

"Director Huo and I both tried to persuade her, and we made it clear that Director Huo was a better surgeon than I was, but she still insisted on transferring to this hospital."

When Lin Zhixing said this, he was also speechless.

Zhuang Yecheng said, "Is it her who wants to transfer? It seems to me that her son wants her to transfer more."

When this topic is mentioned, no one pays attention to what Zhuang Yecheng says.

The dean looked at Lin Zhixing, "Doctor Lin, is He Yan Mr. He's brother?"

He Yanchen took the trouble to transfer Zhou Qiaohua to another hospital and find a ward.

Everyone thought it was a scene of loving mother and filial piety.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Qiaohua looked completely ungrateful.

"No." Lin Zhixing was afraid of the dean's questions. "I don't know much about their family affairs, but He Yan should be taking care of Aunt Zhou during this period."

Rich families always have a lot of trouble.

No one asked any more questions.

In the next few days, He Yanru stayed in the hospital almost all day as promised.

Chat with the elderly during the day, wash their feet and give them a simple body wipe at night.

When he feels sleepy, he spreads a mat on the ground. He sleeps very lightly. If the old man wants to get up in the middle of the night, he will wake up immediately and will not complain at all.

These things were said by the patients in the same ward as Zhou Qiaohua.

The old man talked about He Yan with patients in other wards and they were full of praise for him.

"I've lived so long, but I've never seen such a wonderful child. She must have been blessed in her previous life to have such a wonderful child!"

The elderly people in the same ward did not know Zhou Qiaohua's identity.

She completely believed that He Yan was her only son.

Thanks to this old man's diligent publicity, He Yan's identity as a model son spread throughout the entire cardiac surgery department in just three days.

Day 3.

Lin Zhixing came back from the outpatient clinic in the afternoon to make rounds.

The last place she visited was Zhou Qiaohua's ward, where she briefly inquired about the old woman's condition.

She walked out of the ward and He Yan followed her out.

"Doctor Lin, you said before that she shouldn't drink too much water, but Aunt Zhou has been thirsty lately. Is there anything you can do..."

He immediately explained, "I try to cut as much fruit as possible for Aunt Zhou every day, but she still says she's thirsty."

During the ward rounds in recent days, He Yan directly called Zhou Qiaohua "Mom" in the ward. Now that they were alone, he changed his address to call her Auntie.

Lin Zhixing was too lazy to care about these things and just said:

"You can drink some water and hold it in your mouth for a while, or go to the convenience store and buy a regular old popsicle. That's fine."

"Okay, thank you." He Yan thanked him and said casually, "I heard the nurse say you'll be resting tomorrow, right?"

"...Yeah, but I'll still come to check on you, don't worry."

Lin Zhixing said.

She walked to the nurses' station, and a nurse stopped her and asked, "Doctor Lin, is that He Yan Mr. He's brother?"

"I don't know."

Lin Zhixing really couldn't explain it.

She was very clear about the relationship between Zhou Qiaohua and He Yan, but their behavior in the hospital was obviously intended to make others think they were mother and son.

Zhou Qiaohua was a patient, and she was undergoing a major surgery, which involved installing a mechanical heart.

She only prayed that Zhou Qiaohua's surgery would be successful and that she would be discharged from the hospital smoothly.

Everything else is not her responsibility.

The nurse didn't seem to mind his identity. "But I think this He Yan is a good person. He's good to my mother and kind to us."

Lin Zhixing didn't respond, but just waved his hand, "I'm leaving get off work first."

It doesn’t get dark that late in the summer.

It was not yet completely dark when she walked out of the inpatient department.

The sky was a shade of royal blue tinged with the glow of the sunset.

The shadows of the trees at the entrance of the inpatient department were stretched out very long, and the shadow of He Yanchen, who was standing under the tree, also became slender.

"Mr. He, are you here to see Aunt Zhou?"

Lin Zhixing wanted to see him for the first time.

She wanted to tell him not to go up to see Zhou Qiaohua.