This statement is absolutely not offensive.

In the medical world, there is a concept called becoming a master. To be precise, only after becoming a master can one have real autonomy. Before becoming a master, one has to listen to the teacher in many matters.

Yun Heng naturally doesn't have this kind of thing, and Qu Tongwen and Ji Fengwen don't have so many rules either, but outsiders don't know this.

"Mr. Qu and Mr. Ji's demands are too high."

Liao Xiangjun smiled and didn't talk about this topic anymore. Sun Bocheng didn't even keep Yun Heng, so he just said it casually. It's a pity that such a talented young man can't stay in his own hospital.

"Director Liao, I'm here."

Arriving at the gate of the community, Yun Heng got out of the car and thanked Liao Xiangjun: "Thank you, Director Liao."

"Come in quickly, it's raining heavily."

Liao Xiangjun smiled and waved to Yun Heng, watched Yun Heng enter the community, then rolled up the car window and slowly left.

......

"Why is it so dark?"

It was already past eleven o'clock in the evening when Jiang Haiguo's wife came home. When she entered the house, the lights were not on and the children were already asleep. She heard the noise and found that the light in the children's room was on.

"My dad doesn't seem well!"

Jiang Haiguo's daughter is fourteen years old and quite sensible. After she came back, she felt that her father seemed unwell, but she did not disturb him. She ate at the restaurant downstairs and then did her homework.

"It's getting late. Go to bed. I'll go see your dad."

Jiang Haiguo's wife smiled and said a few words to her daughter. She walked up to her daughter and rubbed her head. She watched her daughter go back to bed to rest before going into her bedroom.

"Old Jiang, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing, I just felt a little cold. I haven't slept well, but I just don't want to get up."

Jiang Haiguo struggled to sit up.

"Do you have a fever?"

Jiang Haiguo's wife hurried forward and touched Jiang Haiguo's forehead: "It was raining heavily outside today, and you came back wet. You must have caught a cold."

"I took my temperature at that time, and it wasn't too high."

Jiang Haiguo said: "Maybe he is a little tired. Maybe he will feel better after a good sleep."

"Let me find you some medicine."

Jiang Haiguo's wife touched Jiang Haiguo's forehead and found that he was not too feverish.

"I just drank a packet of isatis root."

Jiang Haiguo said: "Alright, stop it. It's late at night and you must be tired. Rest up and don't run tonight."

"Okay, I'll get you some water."

Jiang Haiguo's wife got up and poured Jiang Haiguo a glass of water, then took a shower herself and went to bed.

The next morning, when Jiang Haiguo's wife woke up, Jiang Haiguo was still asleep. Seeing that her husband was sleeping soundly, she did not disturb him. She got up first to make breakfast, and after feeding the children and sending them to school, she came in to call Jiang Haiguo.

"Lao Jiang, get up and eat. How are you feeling? If you're not feeling well, I'll take you to the hospital."

"Hiss, my head hurts a bit!"

Jiang Haiguo opened his eyes, only to find it all pitch black and unable to see anything.

"What time is it now? Why are you up so early?"

Jiang Haiguo asked his wife.

"Just after eight."

Jiang Haiguo's wife replied, and then she felt something was wrong: "Old Jiang, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me."

"Eight in the morning?"

Jiang Haiguo only felt a severe headache. Not only his head hurt, but his whole body also hurt, and he still felt cold.

"It's eight o'clock in the morning."

"Then why can't I see anything?"

Jiang Haiguo's tone was a little panicked when he spoke.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the sky should be very bright. It gets bright early in Shanghai. In this season, the sky starts to get bright around five in the morning.

"Old Jiang!"

Jiang Haiguo's wife's expression changed instantly. She stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Jiang Haiguo's eyes: "Can you see my hand?"

"I could feel something moving in front of my eyes, but I couldn't see what it was."

Jiang Haiguo's tone changed as he spoke: "I... I can't see..."

"It's okay. It's probably the aftereffects of catching a cold when you went into the water yesterday. I'll take you to the hospital right away."

Although Jiang Haiguo's wife was also panicking, she remained calm at this moment and comforted Jiang Haiguo: "Old Jiang, it's okay, it's definitely okay, it will be fine in two days."

"Um."

Jiang Haiguo nodded. He was a little panicked when he suddenly lost his sight, but usually, this kind of sudden loss of sight without any external or brain injury was not necessarily a big problem.

"It must be fine. Maybe a good night's sleep will be enough."

Jiang Haiguo encouraged himself in his heart.

Their family is not well-off. The couple drives a taxi. Although the car is their own and the income is okay, it is really nothing in Shanghai. It is hard-earned money. If one of them falls ill, the income will not be reduced by half.

(It should be the air conditioning when it was hot. The weather has cooled down these past two days and my arms have suddenly been hurting so much that it hurts whenever I move. It's air conditioning sickness. Plus, my part-time job has delayed the update. I hope everyone can understand. I wrote this book very carefully and will definitely stick to it. I hope you can continue to support me!)