Chapter 63: Doctor Qiao, Your Husband is Here to Pick You Up

In the ward.

Old Master Huo had a rare kind look on his face as he looked at his youngest son, Huo Jiancheng, in front of him.

"Jiancheng, I have always owed you. I shouldn't have hated your mother for killing you when you were born." He cried, his temples were gray, and he looked much older.

Huo Jiancheng felt bitter in his heart and his eyes were wet.

He reached out his dry hand and touched his face: "In the blink of an eye, you are almost fifty years old, and I don't have much time left to live. I have treated you badly these years."

"dad!"

Huo Jiancheng held his hand tightly, "You won't die."

The grievance in his heart disappeared as the old man bowed his head and apologized.

He got the fatherly love he had longed for.

He never thought that one day, his grandfather would be able to talk to him calmly. Huo Jiancheng cried so hard that he couldn't speak.

"If I can't find Cheng Han again, I'm afraid... I won't make it through this year."

He said with a gloomy face, "Before I die, I hope Xingzhou can forgive me. The things in my hands must be handed over to the most promising descendants."

Huo Jiancheng struggled in his heart for a long time, but in the end, it was all because of filial piety.

"Someone may be able to save your life!"

Huo Jiancheng gritted his teeth and said, "Xingzhou looks much better. Du Yan guessed that it was related to Qiao Xi. She might be Cheng Han's disciple, but we haven't confirmed it yet."

Huo Jiancheng is a naive boy. He was moved by his father's love and blurted out his guess.

He hoped that his father, who gave birth to him and raised him, would have a peaceful end and not die from illness.

"Qiao Xi?"

Huo Weiguo originally wanted to play the emotional card, using him to win over Huo Xingzhou, and then promote the merger of Tianyuan Group and Huo's.

But I didn't expect there would be an unexpected surprise.

"Are you sure?" The old man's eyes flashed.

"I'm not sure. I can ask Qiao Xi to take a look for you." It was just a guess, and no one could confirm it.

"No, wait a little longer."

Huo Weiguo held his hand and said, "Wait a minute! Let me confirm her identity first, and don't tell anyone else about this."

Huo Jiancheng nodded obediently, "Okay, then I will come to see you every day in the future."

Outside the ward.

Huo Beiting heard everything they said clearly!

Qiao Xi!

How could that village girl be related to the traditional Chinese medicine doctor Cheng Han? Huo Xingzhou is still disabled!

However, no matter what her status was, he could not tolerate the arrogant village girl.

It is better to kill someone by mistake than to let him go!

He wants to destroy Qiao Xi!

He clenched his fist, threw the food in his hand into the trash can, and turned away. When he reached the hospital entrance, he picked up his phone and dialed Su Weiwei's number.

The call was connected quickly.

"Weiwei, do you want to take revenge on Qiao Xi? I heard that she doesn't even have a medical license."

A secret smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

Su Weiwei on the other end of the phone became interested when she heard this: "Beiting, how do you want to take revenge on her?"

Huo Beiting sneered a few times and told Su Weiwei his plan. When Su Weiwei heard it, her eyes lit up.

"Okay, I'll arrange it right away."

He used a public phone to call the fugitive Zhuo Feng.

…

the next day.

Qiao Xi was seeing patients, and Doctor Yan stood by, staring in a trance.

"very good."

Doctor Yan nodded and said, "Your acupuncture skills are even inferior to mine." At this point, Yan Shian was certain that her acupuncture was Cheng's acupuncture, but he didn't know what kind of adventure Qiao Xi had had.

Qiao Xi narrowed her eyes and said, "You are a good guide. The next patient is Wang Dafu!"

Every day, many patients come to see Yan Shian, the city hospital's gold medalist, and he is often very busy. Now that he has Qiao Xi to help him, he is much less stressed.

An honest and simple couple came into the Chinese medicine clinic.

"My husband has lost his appetite recently. He vomits after eating, and his stomach always aches." The simply dressed woman said worriedly.

Qiao Xi'an said, "Don't worry, just extend your right hand first."

Chinese medicine does not distinguish between the left and right hands when taking pulses, but the left hand is for the heart, liver, and kidneys, and the right hand is for the lungs, spleen, and life gate. According to the patient's description, it should be a problem with the spleen and stomach.

"Erosive gastritis is not a serious problem." Qiao Xi looked at Yan Shian and said, "Please help me take a look and see if it is accurate."

Yan Shian nodded and took her pulse.

"It is indeed gastritis. I'll prescribe some medicine for you to take for three months, but be careful about what you eat. If you use acupuncture as an auxiliary treatment, it will be faster."

"We need acupuncture!" Wang Dafu shouted, nervously covering the miniature camera on his chest.

"Okay, Xiao Qiao, you arrange it." Yan Shian said softly.

"good."

Yan Shian watched from the side. Qiao Xi made the preliminary preparations, gave the written prescription to Yan Shian for inspection and signature, and then gave acupuncture to Wang Dafu.

The phone in the clinic suddenly rang. It was the nurse's desk calling.

Yan Shian put the prescription aside and walked over to pick up the phone. "Hello?"

"Doctor Yan, your family called and said your son was in a car accident! Your phone is turned off, so they can't contact you!"

"What? In the emergency room? I'll be right there!"

Yan Shian was extremely anxious and ran out of the Chinese medicine clinic with a buzzing head.

Qiao Xi finished acupuncture treatment on Wang Dafu and asked him to wait in the clinic: "I will go find Doctor Yan to sign. Please wait a moment."

As soon as she left, Wang Dafu and his wife quickly packed up their things, picked up the prescription on the desk and ran away.

Qiao Xi was halfway there when she met Yan Shian who had just returned and asked, "Doctor Yan, how are your family members?"

Yan Shian said angrily: "It was a prank. The other party said they hit the wrong person."

"I'm glad you're alright."

When they returned to the clinic, Wang Dafu was nowhere to be seen.

Qiao Xi looked around but couldn't find the prescription, so she said, "The prescription hasn't been signed yet."

"Normally, the pharmacy won't prescribe the medicine without a signature, so it's not a big deal."

Yan Shian has been practicing medicine for many years and has encountered many cases. Patients are generally easy to talk to, and this type of gastritis is a mild symptom and will not cause any serious consequences.

Qiao Xi nodded, but for some reason she felt uncomfortable.

…

After get off work.

Shu Xue from the nursing station handed Qiao Xi a form.

"Doctor Qiao, your application for regularization will be officially approved next month, and then you will start working the night shift. Fill out this form, and be sure to fill in the column for emergency contact." Shu Xue leaned aside and watched her fill it out.

"Oh, fill in your husband." She said gossipingly.

Qiao Xi blocked him unnaturally, "My family is not in Haicheng, so I can only fill him in."

"Tsk tsk, you're showing off your affection to me. Don't forget to set up your phone, and be careful when you get home from night shift." Shu Xue reminded her, "But, I see your husband is here to pick you up again. Hurry up!"

Qiao Xi's lips curled up slightly: "I'm leaving first."

She packed her things and walked out of the hospital.

Sure enough, she saw the familiar car and Lao Chen opened the door for her.

Qiao Xi saw the man in the car and greeted him.

"Mr. Huo."

She took out her cell phone, opened the settings page, and immediately filled in the emergency contact.

This way she could make a call quickly, so she tried pressing the power button several times, and the man's phone on the side began to buzz.

The word "Wife" was displayed on the phone screen.

Qiao Xi felt even sweeter in her heart.

The man looked at her with a puzzled look: "What?"

"Setting up an emergency contact. Mr. Huo, who is your emergency contact?" Qiao Xi asked curiously.

She wondered who he thought of first.