Chapter 143 Teacher Shen, Mother Wen is Sick. Shen Yuqiu from Anfusheng...

An Fusheng and Wen Yue had no choice but to push Wen Min to get an MRI.

The MRI scan is in another building, and their doctor's appointment is on the seventh floor of the outpatient building. They need to go down from the seventh floor to another building, but the seventh floor is a cramped floor. Every elevator is packed with people, leaving no room for them to get in.

After trying two elevators without success, An Fusheng squatted down and said to Wen Min, "Mommy Wen, shall I carry you down?"

Wen Min's voice was so faint it was almost inaudible, "Okay."

An Fusheng asked Wen Yue to carry the wheelchair, and he picked up Wen Min and quickly walked down the stairs.

There were quite a few people on the stairs, but everyone kindly made way for An Fusheng because they saw that Wen Min was in a critical situation.

An Fusheng had long legs and took two steps at a time. In no time, Wen Yue was left behind. He didn't care about waiting for her. When they reached the first floor, Wen Yue still hadn't come down. He kept walking and carried Wen Min towards the MRI room. He didn't dare to run, afraid that running would make Wen Min feel even more pain.

Shen Yuqiu and several senior professors came out of the inpatient building. As they walked, they discussed the treatment plan for a special patient. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a familiar figure. Upon closer inspection, he saw that the person was holding someone in their arms, and the person's hair color was so familiar. Shen Yuqiu was utterly terrified. Before he could finish speaking or apologize to the senior professors, he ran over.

"Minmin!" Shen Yuqiu looked at the dying Wen Min, his throat tightening so much that he could hardly swallow. He swallowed hard before asking in a trembling voice, "What... happened to her?"

Hearing the voice, An Fusheng looked up and saw Shen Yuqiu. His eyes welled up with tears, and he said, "Teacher Shen, Wen's mother is sick."

"What happened?" Shen Yuqiu took Wen Min from An Fusheng's hands, desperately trying to keep his hands from trembling.

An Fusheng wiped away the sweat and tears that were about to drip into his eyes, and said with a sob, "The doctor said that Wen's mother has kidney stones and that we need to have an MRI first before we can treat her, but Wen's mother has been in pain for a long time."

It was just kidney stones, thank goodness. Shen Yuqiu's heart, which had been in her throat, settled back into her chest. "There are too many people here. I doubt we'll get a number before closing time. Don't take the picture now. Come with me."

"good."

Shen Yuqiu picked up Wen Min and hurried back to the outpatient building, with An Fusheng following closely behind.

They encountered Wen Yue on the way, and An Fusheng took Wen Yue's wheelchair and followed behind Shen Yuqiu together.

Shen Yuqiu walked directly to the elevator for medical staff, quickly swiped his work badge, entered the elevator, and asked An Fusheng to press the button for the thirteenth floor.

The elevator went straight to the thirteenth floor. As soon as he got out of the elevator, Shen Yuqiu grabbed a passing nurse and said urgently, "Could you please call your Director Zhuang Changfeng over?"

Seeing the hospital doctor holding the patient with a look of urgency, the nurse didn't dare to waste a second and quickly ran to call Director Zhuang.

Before Shen Yuqiu could even put Wen Min down from the hospital bed, Zhuang Changfeng rushed over, asking, "What's going on? Why didn't you come directly to the inpatient department instead of the emergency room?"

"Kidney stones, prescribe her opioids to relieve the pain first."

"Kidney stones? Kidney stones have made you this anxious?" Zhuang Changfeng asked incredulously. "Did you get an MRI? Let me see."

"No, it's too late."

"..."

Wen Min did look unwell. Zhuang Changfeng was too lazy to argue with Shen Yuqiu, so he quickly examined Wen Min, prescribed some medicine, and soon a nurse came to give Wen Min an IV drip and gave him the medicine to take.

An Fusheng and the others arrived in a hurry and brought nothing. Shen Yuqiu went to Zhuang Changfeng's office with ease, took a disposable paper cup, filled it halfway with warm water, and then carefully fed Wen Min the medicine while holding her in his arms.

Zhuang Changfeng stood by with his arms crossed, watching.

Shen Yuqiu fed Wen Min her medicine and wiped her sweat before asking Zhuang Changfeng to give Wen Min the hospital admission form and instructing An Fusheng and Wen Yue to process Wen Min's hospitalization.

When Zhuang Changfeng returned after writing the hospital admission form, Wen Min had already fallen asleep from exhaustion. Zhuang Changfeng said sarcastically, "Who is it that's making you so anxious?"

Shen Yuqiu adjusted the IV drip rate. "Are you very free? If you're so free, why don't you open a clinic? Don't you know that patients can't even get an appointment?"

Zhuang Changfeng: "..."

Shen Yuqiu: "Do you have any new handkerchiefs? Give me one."

Tissues can't really wipe away sweat properly. Minmin must feel sticky and uncomfortable after sweating so much.

Zhuang Changfeng didn't get the answer he wanted, and had no intention of getting Shen Yuqiu a handkerchief. Shen Yuqiu didn't say much to him either, and went to his office to find a clean handkerchief.

When Zhuang Changfeng saw the handkerchief in Shen Yuqiu's hand, he immediately panicked, "That's a lucky rabbit that my girlfriend made for me!"

In the blink of an eye, Shen Yuqiu grabbed the two rabbit ears and yanked them, instantly turning the cute and adorable rabbit into an ordinary handkerchief. Shen Yuqiu twirled the handkerchief in his hand and said, "Why is the quality of this handkerchief so poor?"

"You!!!" Zhuang Changfeng was so angry that he was speechless.

Shen Yuqiu lowered her voice and scolded, "Can you keep your voice down? Can't you see the patient is asleep?"

Zhuang Changfeng was so angry he wanted to hit someone.

Shen Yuqiu: "Get out. I'll make you a replacement handkerchief later."

Zhuang Changfeng didn't go out, and instead found a stool and sat down: "I'm not going out. I'll stay here and watch over my patients. Who knows what you're planning to do to them by sending me away?"

Shen Yuqiu rolled her eyes at him.

...

After An Fusheng and Wen Yue completed the hospital admission procedures for Wen Min, Shen Yuqiu told them to go home and get Wen Min some daily necessities.

Knowing that Wen Yue couldn't drive, An Fusheng wanted Wen Yue to stay at the hospital with Wen Min while he went back to get his things. However, Shen Yuqiu said that Wen Min was fine now and the nurses would watch over her while she received her injections, so she didn't need anyone to accompany her. But Wen Min might be hungry when she woke up, so he asked Wen Yue to go back with him and quickly cook and bring him food.

An Fusheng knew that Shen Yuqiu wanted to spend time alone with Wen's mother. An Fusheng had a problem with Shen Yuqiu after Shen Yuqiu upset Wen's mother last time. However, Shen Yuqiu's concern for Wen's mother was genuine, so An Fusheng took Wen Yue back with him.

"Big brother? Are Teacher Shen and Aunt Wen very close? Also, how do you know Teacher Shen?"

This hospital is affiliated with a medical university, and many of the doctors are university professors. Wen Yue didn't think there was anything wrong with An Fusheng calling the doctor "Teacher Shen," but Teacher Shen was obviously very nervous about Wen's mother. Wen's mother and older brother both knew this doctor, so why had she never seen him before?

An Fusheng said, "Teacher Shen and Mother Wen used to be friends. Teacher Shen visited the orphanage before you returned. We met there."

"Oh." Wen Yue suddenly lowered her voice and asked, "Teacher Shen wouldn't happen to like Wen's mother, would he?"

An Fusheng didn't know how to answer her, "Children shouldn't meddle in adult matters."

“I’m not a child.” Wen Yue thought for a moment and said, “I think Teacher Shen is quite handsome, and being a doctor is a great profession. He and Wen’s mother are quite a good match.”

An Fusheng: "I'm driving, so don't talk to me."

Wen Yue: "Oh."

...

When An Fusheng got home, he realized he had gone straight to the hospital and hadn't even checked the restaurant. Although the ordering system wasn't open when he left, most of their takeout orders were pre-orders.

An Fusheng rushed to the kitchen to check the computer. Just as he reached the kitchen door, he heard a loud "bang" from inside.

Could it be that the system exploded because the customers were yelling at it too much?

The kitchen door was closed, but An Fusheng pushed it open.

"Bang!" Another sound.

An Fusheng looked at the ordering computer; the computer was working fine, but…

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Master, help me!"

Zhaolin, holding a pot lid in one hand and a spatula in the other, headed straight for An Fusheng.

"What's wrong?"

"The glutinous rice ball exploded!"

At least it wasn't a computer that exploded. Wait, "how could a glutinous rice ball explode?"

"I don't know either, I fried it according to your method!"

"Bang!"

"You didn't poke it!"

An Fusheng snatched the pot lid from Zhaolin's hand, and with the lid on his head, ran over and turned off the fire.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two more were fried. The glutinous rice balls burst open, and the black sesame paste inside splattered everywhere. Luckily, An Fusheng had the pot lid to block it.

After the heat was turned off, the temperature of the hot oil in the pot gradually dropped, and the glutinous rice balls that were about to burst gradually calmed down.

Zhaolin looked guilty. "I'm sorry, Wen Xingrui and Xiao Ba wanted to eat fried glutinous rice balls, so I..."

An Fusheng didn't know whether to blame him or not. He had a good attitude towards learning, studied very diligently, and took very detailed notes. He was also very bold, unafraid of fire or oil, but he just couldn't learn it.

"You don't know how to cook yet, so don't use fire and oil carelessly, it's very dangerous."

"I see."

Half of the glutinous rice balls in the pot were still raw, and the other half were already burnt. There was no way to salvage them. An Fusheng took the glutinous rice balls out and threw them away. He cleaned the pot and the stove, took some steamed buns out of the refrigerator and put them in the rice cooker to steam before going to look at the computer.

An Fusheng opened the system messages, but there were no new messages?

"Did any guests call this afternoon?"

If they don't curse in the system, they probably cursed directly over the phone.

Zhaolin: "Yes, I made phone calls all afternoon, and my ears got so hot, but I've taken care of it."

An Fusheng: "Is it resolved? How was it resolved?"

Zhaolin: "Since you've all left, and I don't know how to cook, I had to call the customers who made reservations and ask them to cancel their orders and order elsewhere."

An Fusheng: "They...didn't curse at you?"

Zhaolin: "They did curse, of course they cursed. But it was only the first one. I took the initiative to fight back against the others. Before they started cursing, I gave them coupons and even offered them free meals next time. They not only didn't curse at me, but they were also very understanding. But don't worry, Master, I made the promise. I will pay for the coupons and free meals."

An Fusheng was already very touched that Zhaolin helped solve the problem, so how could he let him pay for it? "Thank you. Our restaurant doesn't do much advertising. Our customers are all word of mouth. Reputation is very important to our restaurant. If we had stood up our customers this afternoon without telling them, they would definitely have been disappointed in us. Thank you for helping us keep our customers. We were the ones who let our customers down today. Giving them coupons and free meals is only right. The restaurant will pay for all of this. You don't need to pay."

"That's good, that's good."

Zhao Lin was still a little worried that An Fusheng would blame him for acting on his own. In the past, when he ordered takeout and the restaurant didn't have any ingredients, the restaurant would just call him and ask him to cancel the order without giving him any compensation. He also considered that Xingchen Restaurant had regular customers. Customers who were willing to order a simple takeout must really like and support the restaurant. That's why he gave out coupons and even gave the restaurant a free meal. He also wanted to help the restaurant retain its customers.