Gangzi stopped abruptly.
"What's wrong?" Gangzi's girlfriend asked.
Gangzi stared intently at the entrance of the First People's Hospital and said, "I saw someone I know?"
"who?"
"My brother's woman." Gangzi said, walking towards the hospital entrance.
"Gangzi," Gangzi's girlfriend called out.
Gangzi turned around and said with a grin, "My brother treats this girl like his own life. He's currently driving a truck in another city, and he's working really hard. I need to go check if his girl is sick so I can let him know. Wait for me, I'll be right back."
Gangzi's partner nodded.
Gangzi ran into the hospital. He had just seen Wen Qing, but she had vanished in the blink of an eye. Gangzi wandered through the corridors, peeking into the doctors' offices every now and then, but he didn't see anyone.
"Am I seeing things?" Gangzi asked himself and answered, "Impossible, it's clearly Wen Qing."
Gangzi wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked around, and indeed couldn't find Wen Qing. So he strode out of the hospital.
"How was it?" Gangzi's girlfriend asked.
"I just saw him, and he disappeared without a trace." Gangzi glanced back at the hospital entrance.
"Should we go in and look again?" Gangzi's girlfriend asked.
"Let's not look anymore. Maybe they're just here to visit a patient," Gangzi said with a smile.
Gangzi's partner nodded.
Let's go.
"good."
Gangzi took his girlfriend and walked away.
Meanwhile, Wen Qing had already arrived at the doctor's office and was being questioned.
"How old are you this year?" the doctor asked.
Wen Qing replied, "Eighteen years old."
Does your abdomen hurt?
"It hurts, it hurts occasionally, but I don't know if it's because of my period or something else."
The doctor looked up at Wen Qing and asked, "Do you feel nauseous?"
"Disgusting, only occasionally, mostly not."
"Can you eat?"
"I don't have much of an appetite."
When did it start?
One week ago.
Do you feel dizzy?
"I'm not dizzy."
The doctor stopped asking questions, carefully examined Wen Qing, looked at Wen Qing's eyelids and said, "It's nothing, just heatstroke and fatigue from the heat. You'll be fine after cooling down."
“No,” Wen Qing said firmly.
The doctor, a slightly overweight man, squinted at Wen Qing and asked, "Young lady, what do you mean?"
Wen Qing asked with a serious expression, "I'm afraid I have stomach cancer."
The chubby doctor was taken aback, then laughed with his colleague and said, "Young lady, stomach cancer usually affects people over forty. A young lady like you wouldn't normally get it."
"Doctor, you said it's 'under normal circumstances,' but what if I'm outside of those 'normal circumstances'?" Wen Qing asked. Who would take responsibility for delaying treatment?
The chubby doctor was stunned for a moment, and he and his colleague looked at each other in bewilderment. No one can predict illnesses. Just as the young girl in front of them said, what if she was outside the 'normal' category?
Stomach cancer is no small matter; once you get the word "cancer," you're basically halfway to death.
"Did you have any medical history in your past life?" the fat doctor asked.
Wen Qing replied, "My father passed away when I was very young."
The chubby doctor immediately became serious and prepared to perform a gastroscopy on Wen Qing, but Wen Qing had already eaten breakfast, so the procedure could not be performed today.
"Then come back tomorrow, and remember not to eat breakfast," the chubby doctor instructed.
Wen Qing nodded in agreement and then took his leave.
As soon as Wen Qing left, the chubby doctor asked his colleague, "How did this young girl come up with the idea of stomach cancer?"
"Maybe she's also studying medicine, she knows, right?" her colleague said.
“But she’s still so young, and not exactly thin, is it? Isn’t thinking about stomach cancer too pessimistic?” the overweight doctor said.
"Early detection and early treatment are key." My colleague said, "Actually, the symptoms she just mentioned could be considered early symptoms of stomach cancer."
The portly doctor nodded: "That's right, we'll wait for her to come for a gastroscopy tomorrow to check."
My colleague nodded in agreement.
By this time, Wen Qing had already left the First People's Hospital of Nanzhou City. Because she hadn't been able to get a checkup there, the burden on her heart hadn't been lifted. But worrying was useless; there was still a whole day until tomorrow. She hadn't enrolled in driving school; she wasn't sure if she could escape this ordeal, and what if she couldn't? She wanted to create as much benefit as possible for her family and Feng Qing.
With that in mind, Wen Qing went to Feng Qing Clothing Store.
Today, the bustling atmosphere of Damo Plaza rivals that of Nanzhou Pedestrian Street. Moreover, thanks to Fengqing's fame, Damo Plaza has become a hub for clothing stores, where all kinds of clothes can be found.
Of course, the largest clothing store is Fengqing Clothing Store, and the most stylish and popular clothing store is also Fengqing Clothing Store.
"Welcome!" As soon as Wen Qing walked into the clothing store, the shop assistant greeted him with a smile.
Wen Qing smiled.
"Sister Wen Qing!" Bao Hong, who was busy in the shop, spotted Wen Qing at a glance.
As Bao Hong called out, Aunt Xiao came over with a smile to greet her.
Now that Feng Qing's fame is growing and Wen Qing is making more and more money, Aunt Xiao and Bao Hong, as veterans who are also dedicated and responsible, are naturally making a lot of money as well.
Aunt Xiao, in particular, rented a house in Fengqing Clothing Store a few months ago and brought her husband and son to live there. She plans to buy a piece of land here at the end of this year to build a house, or rather, to buy a house to live in directly.
"Wen Qing, what brings you here?" Aunt Xiao came over and pulled Wen Qing, saying, "It's hot outside, come inside and cool off."
"Mm," Wen Qing said with a smile.
"Sister Wenqing, why did you suddenly come today? Is there something you want to tell us?" Baohong asked.
Wen Qing laughed: "No, I just have some business to take care of in Nanzhou City tomorrow, and I don't want to go back to Greenland Garden, so I'll just spend the night here."
“Great! We can sleep in the same room and chat tonight,” Bao Hong said with a smile.
"You have no manners! Wen Qing is our boss!" Aunt Xiao said, pointing at Bao Hong.
Bao Hong laughed: "After work, isn't Sister Wen Qing just like me, Sister Wen Qing?"
Wen Qing smiled, then called Yao Shiling to tell her that she wouldn't be going back today and would return tomorrow.
Yao Shiling gave a few instructions and then hung up the phone.
She spent the whole day at Fengqing Clothing Store watching the shop assistants sell clothes, noting their strengths and weaknesses.
Before leaving get off work, she held a brief meeting to summarize her observations from the day, and then went home.
Behind Fengqing Clothing Store, there was a staff dormitory. Apart from Aunt Xiao and a few other store employees who lived nearby, the rest lived in the staff dormitory.
Wen Qing and Bao Hong are sharing a room today. Because it's on the second floor with trees next to it and windows open, the dormitory is very cool.
Wen Qing slept on the upper bunk, and Bao Hong slept on the lower bunk.
Bao Hong was a talkative person and didn't feel distant from Wen Qing because he was her boss. On the contrary, she was very friendly to Wen Qing and talked about everything. Wen Qing listened while lying on the bed and occasionally agreed.
Finally, Wen Qing felt a sharp pain in her abdomen and said, "Bao Hong, come with me to the hospital tomorrow."
"Oh, to the hospital? Why? Sister Wenqing, are you sick?" Baohong asked.
"I'm just going to get a physical checkup," Wen Qing said.
“Okay, I’ll go with you.” Bao Hong said without thinking twice.
"good."
The next morning, Wen Qing, without eating breakfast, took Bao Hong to the First People's Hospital of Nanzhou City.
“Sister Wenqing, I don’t know why, but I’m terrified of coming to the hospital,” Bao Hong said.
"Me too." Wen Qing was indeed scared at this moment. In her past life, every time she went to the hospital, nothing good came of it. Now she was afraid that she would get sick, so she was particularly nervous. Bao Hong happened to be a chatterbox, which could help her dilute some of her unnecessary emotions.
“But I’m always scared when I first come in, but I’m not scared anymore once I’m inside,” Bao Hong suddenly said.
Wen Qing asked, "Why?"
"Because doctors can cure illnesses, good things will happen when we leave the hospital," Bao Hong said with a smile.
Wen Qing smiled along with her, and that smile made her feel much more relaxed.
Today's examination was very targeted. Wen Qing followed the chubby doctor into the endoscopy room.
Bao Hong sat on a bench in the corridor waiting. She didn't know what Wen Qing was checking. He said it was a routine physical examination, so she didn't think much of it.
However, when Wen Qing came out, she was startled.
“Sister Wen Qing.” She suddenly stood up.
Having a gastroscopy is very painful. I kept feeling nauseous and I had to hold back my tears while enduring the pain. Although Wen Qing tried her best to calm herself down, she still felt uncomfortable and her face turned pale.
"Sister Wenqing," Bao Hong helped Wenqing up, "What's wrong?"
Wen Qing smiled and said, "It's nothing."
The hospital staff continued, "Due to a shortage of equipment and staff, the test results won't be available until the day after tomorrow at the earliest. Please maintain a positive attitude and wait patiently."
"Okay, thank you, doctor," Wen Qing said.
"I'll prescribe two doses of medicine for you first. Take them, whether you're sick or not, it'll help nourish your stomach. Take them for two days, then come back in two days, and we'll deal with the specific situation accordingly," the fat doctor said.
"Okay, thank you, doctor," Wen Qing said with a smile.
The chubby doctor glanced at Wen Qing, noticing that she was indeed quite thin, and then went into his office.
Bao Hong was completely confused and looked at Wen Qing, asking, "Sister Wen Qing, are you sick?"
"No, I'm just checking to see if there's anything wrong," Wen Qing said.
"But you look terrible."
"It's nothing." Wen Qing sat down to rest for a while and said, "Don't tell Aunt Xiao about this, don't tell anyone, understand?"
"But……"
"No buts," Wen Qing said sternly.
Bao Hong nodded quickly: "Okay, okay."
Wen Qing sat on a bench in the corridor for a while before going into the doctor's office to get her medicine.
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