Chapter 27 Zhou Shixun can be sure that she is not Sheng Anning



Sheng An Ning really didn't pay attention to the conversation between the two. When she came in with her lunch box, she saw that their expressions were a little subtle and felt strange: "Did something happen?"

Song Xiuyan quickly shook his head: "No, no, sister-in-law, Zhou Shixun will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. I don't think he has any serious problems. Shall we go to eat together at noon?"

Sheng Anning glanced at Zhou Shixun and shook his head: "No, I just made fish soup."

I still felt that these two people were a little strange.

Song Xiuyan insisted: "Sister-in-law, I didn't go to the banquet when you got married, so I have to treat you to a meal. Save the fish soup for dinner."

Sheng An Ning thought about Zhou Shixun's wound and was still a little hesitant. How could a patient run away before being discharged from the hospital?

Song Xiuyan seemed to see her tangle, and advised: "It's okay, this little injury is nothing to Zhou Shixun. Don't you think that on the battlefield, the intestines are out, and they are stuffed back and continue to fight. We are all rough people, we don't have so many rules."

Sheng An Ning looked at Song Xiuyan. He had clear eyebrows and fair skin, and he didn't look like a rough person at all.

Zhou Shixun also agreed: "Let's go out for lunch at noon. There is a state-owned canteen not far from the hospital."

What else could Sheng An Ning say? She wasn't a doctor, so it wouldn't help. Besides, even if she was a doctor, there were many disobedient patients like Zhou Shixun and Song Xiuyan.

At noon, I followed Zhou Shixun and Song Xiuyan to the nearby state-owned canteen.

Black words are inlaid on the granite wall: Serve the People.

On the small blackboard next to it, today's meal was written in chalk.

Sheng An Ning was still quite curious about this old-fashioned canteen. Although it looked simple, there was a large iron stove in the middle of the room. The fire was burning brightly, and the iron sheet of the stove was burning red.

They are all square octagonal tables with long benches on the four sides.

After Song Xiuyan sat down, he happily ordered braised chicken, braised beef and three pounds of dumplings.

Sheng An Ning saw Zhou Shixun sitting there calmly, and sighed in her heart again, "Awesome! Doesn't the wound feel uncomfortable sitting like this?"

The small yellow enamel bowl containing the food soon came up.

Song Xiuyan greeted Sheng Anning diligently: "Sister-in-law, come and try it, the braised beef here is very good."

Sheng An Ning looked at the beef in the pot that was burnt with thick oil and sauce, and thought that it was not because the beef was cooked deliciously, but that in this era, any meat would taste delicious after being boiled in water.

I picked up the food with chopsticks and before I could eat it, there was a sudden quarrel at the next table, and then someone fell to the ground with a thud, twitching all over.

Song Xiuyan and Zhou Shixun stood up at the same time, and someone was already bending down to help the person lying on the ground up.

Sheng An Ning took a look at the symptoms, and seeing Song Xiuyan, she also wanted to go over and help lift the man up, and shouted: "Don't move! Let him lie down."

He squeezed over and pushed aside a few people: "Go and call the doctor quickly, and tell him that the patient has symptoms of cerebral hemorrhage."

As he spoke, he gently protected the patient's head and let him lie on his side.

Song Xiuyan was stunned for a moment, and Zhou Shixun pushed him and said, "Go call a doctor."

The wife who was traveling with the sick man was completely frightened and didn't know Sheng An Ning's identity. Seeing that she seemed to know a lot, she didn't dare to say anything and just cried quietly beside her.

Song Xiuyan quickly called a doctor and brought a stretcher. After a simple examination, he confirmed that the patient did have symptoms of cerebral hemorrhage. Fortunately, they did not lift the patient up blindly.

Carry the patient away quickly.

The guests in the restaurant returned to their seats and began to discuss in low voices, while secretly looking at Sheng An Ning.

Sheng An Ning felt regretful and was exposed again.

Whenever she encountered such an emergency, she had no time to think about anything else but saving lives first.

Afraid that Song Xiuyan and Zhou Shixun would ask more questions, he ran to wash his hands and sat down: "Hurry up and eat, this meat looks delicious."

Song Xiuyan had a bunch of question marks in his mind. Why could Sheng An Ning tell that the patient had cerebral hemorrhage just by taking a look at him?

They also know how to provide care and rescue, and remain calm when facing unconscious patients.

This is not a doctor, who can do this?

But just now when Sheng An Ning went to wash his hands, Zhou Shixun told him not to be so curious, not to ask anything, and to eat quickly.

Although I don’t know why, but Zhou Shixun told me not to ask, there must be a reason.

Fortunately, neither of them asked, and Sheng An Ning finished the meal easily. Just as Song Xiuyan said, the chicken and braised pork were delicious, and the dumplings were also delicious.

This was the best and most satisfying meal she had ever had since she came to this world.

After returning to the ward, Zhou Shixun still didn't ask, and Sheng Anning was relieved, thinking that Zhou Shixun might have believed what she said and had studied medicine with his grandfather.

The next morning, Sheng An Ning went to help Zhou Shixun get discharged from the hospital. Lu Yuanda came over to check his wound and found that he had recovered well and there would be no problem as long as he went back to rest.

He also reminded Sheng An Ning: "You must take good care of yourself when you go back. I know Zhou Shixun's problem. You can't go to work until you are fully recovered."

Sheng An Ning nodded repeatedly: "What else should I pay attention to?"

"No need. This kid has thick skin and will recover quickly. Just remember to change the medicine every three days and remove the stitches later."

Sheng An Ning didn't quite understand: "When is it after a while?"

Don't we have to tell you the exact time for stitches removal?

Lu Yuanda didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Even if I tell him the specific time, that guy won't come. He always pulled out the stitches himself before."

Sheng An Ning was silent. Okay, this big brother is a ruthless person.

He went to the payment office to get the money back. When Zhou Shixun moved in, Zhong Zhiguo had already asked Song Kai to pay the money. Excluding the benefits that Zhou Shixun should have enjoyed, the total cost was less than three yuan, and he got more than seven yuan back.

Sheng An Ning signed the document and counted the money. She didn't expect that the surgery would be so cheap at this time!

He rolled up the change and the receipt and handed it to Zhou Shixun: "This is the returned money and receipt. See if it is useful. I have packed my things. I will go tell Liu Mei and the others."

Zhou Shixun nodded, and after Sheng Anning went out, he unfolded the receipt in his hand, took a quick look at it, and his eyes fell on Sheng Anning's signature at the end.

The handwriting is thin and powerful, the strokes are measured and smooth with style, and it looks like the handwriting of a free and easy person.

The mystery that had been bothering Zhou Shixun was somewhat solved. He remembered that when he and Sheng An Ning were getting the marriage documents, Sheng An Ning's handwriting was delicate and childish, like that of an elementary school student.

A person's character can be changed, but handwriting is difficult to change.

So, Sheng An Ning is not Sheng An Ning, then who is she?

Sheng An Ning went to say goodbye to Liu Mei and several other young nurses, which made them feel reluctant to leave.

Let Sheng An Ning come back to see them when she is free.

Sheng An Ning responded with a smile, but suddenly she thought of the signature on the receipt. She immediately realized that something was wrong, because the original owner's handwriting was very different from hers.

Will Zhou Shixun recognize it?

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