The old couple saw this matter very clearly.

With a bright future, why are you afraid of not finding a partner? It will only take a few minutes.

Look at the Ming and Qing dynasties, people still remember them after so many years.

Even though he was not in the county town, there were still a few women who cared about when Ming Qing would come back every time they came.

Mingren Hospital in the capital.

Li Mingqing sneezed again and again.

Sun Jiaxue came over to deliver the meal and asked worriedly, "Did you catch a cold from the fan?"

"I don't have a cold. I guess my parents are just nagging me."

"I haven't been home since Chinese New Year. I must miss you. We can't go back until Chinese New Year."

"Wife, why don't we ask our parents to come to the capital," Li Mingqing suggested.

"Okay, but I'm worried that my parents won't want to leave the restaurant and it might affect our profitability," Sun Jiaxue said worriedly. "I'll call the restaurant and ask."

She dialed the number skillfully and waited for the other end to pick up.

The phone was picked up after just seven or eight seconds of ringing.

"Who is it?" Old Lady Li answered the phone.

"Mom, it's me, Jiaxue."

"Daughter-in-law, your brother and sister-in-law and I were just talking about how you were doing out there. Is everything okay?"

Sun Jiaxue could hear the joy in her voice: "Mom, everything is fine with us."

"That's fine. Be sure to take care of yourself when you're out there."

Li Mingqing answered the phone: "Mom, do you and Dad want to come to the capital?"

"Son, what happened?" she asked nervously.

"Nothing's wrong, everything is fine. I just want you and dad to come to the capital for a few days to relax."

After Li Mingqing finished speaking, he heard a voice coming from the other side:

"Old man, come quickly. It's Ming Qing calling. He wants to ask if we want to go to the capital to relax."

Old man Li came over quickly: "Ming Qing, we won't go. The restaurant needs someone to look after it."

"Dad, the hotel has staff, it's okay."

"Well, let me discuss this with your mother. I'll call you when we've decided. By the way, it's summer vacation now. When will Xiaohong and the other kids be back?"

The old couple really wanted a few children.

"I'll be back in two weeks," said Li Mingqing.

"Then I'll ask your mother to clean the house in advance and put on new sheets and quilts when Xiaohong, Xiaozhe and the others come back," said old man Li happily.

After hanging up the phone, Li Mingqing smiled and said, "It seems he doesn't want to come."

"Ah? Not coming?"

"If you come, you should come back with Niuniu. You only miss your grandchildren."

Sun Jiaxue smiled and said, "It's just a relationship between generations apart."

"Now that you mention it, it's true. My eldest brother and his wife are all looking forward to having grandchildren. I've even started to imagine Xiaohong and Xiaozhe getting married and having children in the future. I'm also at the age where I'm looking forward to having grandchildren."

Li Mingqing joked.

"Honey, I want to do that too. We'll get married at 18, but Xiaohong and the others may not graduate by the time they turn 18," Sun Jiaxue complained.

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Li Mingqing was checking the drug expenditure sheet in his office when the phone on the desk suddenly rang.

"Hello, is this Director Li Mingqing? Someone at the First People's Hospital needs you to come to the emergency room."

"I'll be right there."

"Director Li, the ambulance is on the way to Mingren Hospital. Please wait at the hospital entrance for a moment," the other party said urgently and then hung up the phone.

He was waiting at the hospital entrance, carrying the medical kit he had brought with him.

Soon, the ambulance arrived.

As soon as Li Mingqing got into the car, the nurse who followed him began to introduce the condition of the injured.

He was injured by the cutting machine.

The man's hand was cut off by a cutting machine, and the doctors at the First People's Hospital were unable to complete the surgery to replant the severed hand.

Currently, no one in China can perform this operation.

Calling Li Mingqing over was just to give it a try, just in case he could perform the operation.

Try to save the dying horse.

Never give up as long as there is a glimmer of hope.

The injured person was Tang Zhong, the 21-year-old only son of the deputy director of the machinery factory.

Tang Dalin and his wife just hope that everyone can be healthy.

As long as there is a doctor who can reattach Tang Zhong's hand, they are willing to give all their family money and the house allocated by their work unit to the doctor.

The hand cut off by the cutting machine was wrapped with sterile gauze.

Zhou Fang frowned as he stopped the bleeding and disinfected Tang Zhong.

The wound caused by the cutting machine is neat, but the blood vessels are severely damaged, which makes it particularly prone to vascular crisis and sighing.

It's too difficult to take over.

Although the surgical equipment is complete, there are too few precision instruments.

With so many blood vessels and nerves, an extremely sophisticated microscope is needed, and all the microscopes in the hospital are not up to standard.

Neither does Mingren Hospital.

Tang Zhong was bleeding too much, so in order to reduce the secondary damage to his broken hand during movement, he was not transferred to another hospital, but Li Mingqing was asked to come over.

As soon as Li Mingqing arrived, before he could say anything, he saw a man and a woman kneeling down in front of him.

"Dean Li, Xiaozhong is my only son. Please save him."

"Yes, Tang Zhong hasn't mentioned his wife yet, so she can't be disabled."

He immediately realized that they were the injured person's parents.

"Get up first, I'll go in and check the condition of the injury."

Tang Dalin and his wife watched him enter the emergency room in a daze, and it was only after two or three minutes that they supported each other and got up.

Zhou Fang saw Li Mingqing as if he had seen his savior.

"Director Li, the operation is too difficult. Do you think you can do it? If you can't connect it, just disinfect and suture it directly."

Li Mingqing looked at the wound and the severed hand.

The operation is indeed difficult.

Sutures thinner than a hair are needed to precisely anastomose blood vessels, nerves, and tendons.

"Prepare the operating room and operate as soon as possible."

Hearing Li Mingqing say this, Zhou Fang said excitedly: "The operating room has been arranged."

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