General Zhou and Zhou Xi were not at home, so Zhao Yunxiang had no one to ask and had to let the nurse draw blood from Zhou Yuanyuan three times.
This was the fourth time today. Yuanyuan was about to be discharged, so why was the nurse still coming to draw blood? Zhao Yunxiang felt something was wrong. This time, she refused to let him do it no matter what.
Less than ten minutes after Xiaoqing left, the ward door opened again, and a doctor in a white coat and gold-rimmed glasses walked in. He was a young man in his thirties, a doctor of medicine who had been brought back from abroad to be treated by Renhe Hospital a month earlier. He specialized in treating a wide range of difficult and complicated illnesses.
"Ms. Zhao, your child's illness has not yet recovered and cannot be discharged from the hospital." Dr. Yu walked into the ward and said to Zhao Yunxiang in a commanding tone.
Zhao Yunxiang had heard that Dr. Yu was a highly skilled doctor, winner of several international medical awards, and that Renhe Hospital had recruited him from abroad at a high salary. But today, facing this "highly skilled" Dr. Yu, Zhao Yunxiang simply rolled her eyes.
The hospital wasn't opened by Doctor Yu, so he spoke with such a big tone. Even if he did, the patient could be discharged if he wanted to. Would he force it? Zhao Yunxiang thought.
A week ago, Director Hao went out of province to attend an important academic conference and handed Zhou Yuanyuan's care to Dr. Yu. Three days ago, upon his return, Director Hao took over Zhou Yuanyuan's ward rounds again. Dr. Yu continued to check on Zhou Yuanyuan daily, showing no sign of handing over his duties.
Zhao Yunxiang was very unhappy. She remembered that Zhou Xi had once told her that Zhou Yuanyuan's illness could only be treated by Dean Hao and other doctors could not interfere.
Before leaving on a business trip, Dean Hao, fearing an uncertain return date, entrusted Dr. Yu with the care of Zhou Yuanyuan. Perhaps, Dean Hao harbored some hope in Dr. Yu. After all, Dr. Yu was an internationally renowned doctor of medicine. Since Dean Hao couldn't treat Zhou Yuanyuan's condition himself, he hoped Dr. Yu might be able to discern some clues.
Zhao Yunxiang had reluctantly agreed, fearing that Zhou Yuanyuan's condition might deteriorate during Dean Hao's absence. Zhao Yunxiang figured it wouldn't be a big deal to switch doctors to listen to Zhou Yuanyuan's heartbeat and pulse every day. But now that Dean Hao had returned, Dr. Yu was still getting too close to Zhou Yuanyuan and performing so many strange tests, which made Zhao Yunxiang furious.
"My child must be discharged from the hospital today." Zhao Yunxiang ignored Dr. Yu and said in a firm tone.
Although Zhou Yuanyuan's hospitalization was considered a work-related injury and she didn't have to pay for her daily medical expenses, she had already been in the hospital for three months and the child hadn't changed at all. She felt she might as well let her child go home and sleep! At least the air was much fresher than in the hospital. Zhao Yunxiang was terrified just watching the nurses draw five or six tubes of blood from Zhou Yuanyuan every day for tests.
"No, no, I won't allow Zhou Yuanyuan to be discharged. This case is very unique. Zhou Yuanyuan is like a 'living dead'. She is very valuable for research." Dr. Yu was so anxious that he even mixed English words into his speech. What he said made Zhao Yunxiang's lungs explode.
What? Her child is worth researching? Who allowed this fake foreigner to use Yuanyuan as a research subject?
Zhao Yunxiang wanted to kick Doctor Yu out of the ward. Damn it, this doctor had the audacity to use Yuanyuan as a "research subject" without her mother's consent.
Zhao Yunxiang had lived in Kyoto for so many years, interacting with people from Kyoto's upper class. She was no longer as ignorant as she had been in Sanhe Town six years ago. Being used as a research subject by a doctor was no fun. What if her daughter, Yuan Yuan, really had some secrets? Wouldn't that all be exposed?
Zhao Yunxiang is not a fool, so she naturally knows the changes that Zhou Yuanyuan has undergone over the years. However, these changes are all for the better. As Zhou Yuanyuan's mother, Zhao Yunxiang is proud of her child.
Zhao Yunxiang couldn't get enough of looking at her child's comatose face every day. Her daughter, Yuanyuan, had been obedient and excellent since she was little. As a mother, she worried a few times when the child was very young. But after she grew up, Zhou Yuanyuan did everything very efficiently and sometimes even offered advice to Zhao Yunxiang. When Zhou Zhixin was not at home, Zhou Yuanyuan was Zhao Yunxiang's backbone.
However, such an excellent child can only lie in bed now, with her bright eyes closed, without eating or drinking, day after day.
Although Zhao Yunxiang was heartbroken, she also knew that there were some things she could not do. All she could do now was to take good care of the child and wait for her to wake up.
"Ms. Zhao, I can give you money, a lot of money. Your child is dying anyway, so you can leave her in the hospital for me to study. The active factors in her body are very high. When the research results come out, I will definitely win the Nobel Prize..." Doctor Yu saw that Zhao Yunxiang was unhappy and thought that he did not give the corresponding money in exchange, and that his private research on Zhou Yuanyuan made Zhao Yunxiang unhappy.
Before returning to China, Dr. Yu had heard that many Chinese families favored sons over daughters, treating girls like cats and dogs. Many medical research groups abroad would fund the purchase of cadavers for dissection, and Dr. Yu planned to do the same. He believed Zhou Yuanyuan's research was so valuable that he was willing to pay Zhao Yunxiang a little more.
"Get out of here!" Before Dr. Yu could finish, Zhao Yunxiang exploded. She took off her shoe and slammed it into Dr. Yu's face. Damn it, she couldn't help it. How dare this bespectacled idiot curse her own daughter to death? And he even wanted to buy Yuanyuan's "corpse" with his dirty money? Who did he think he was? Her Yuanyuan was a priceless treasure, worth a ton of gold. No! Not even a ton of gold!
Caught off guard, Dr. Yu was hit in the face by Zhao Yunxiang's shoe sole.
Dr. Yu was frantically trying to block Zhao Yunxiang's shoes while being chased out of the ward by Zhao Yunxiang in a panic.
Xiaoqing watched this farce with her mouth open. She had never thought that Dr. Yu had such an intention when asking her to draw blood for Zhou Yuanyuan. Xiaoqing then remembered Zhou Yuanyuan's background and could not help but tiptoe out of the ward.
Oh my god! Is Dr. Yu a fool? He dared to use General Zhou's great-granddaughter as his research subject even though she wasn't dead yet. No wonder Xiaoqing heard him mumbling something about how it would be even better if he could cut off some muscle tissue when she first entered Dr. Yu's office.
What surprised Xiaoqing even more was Zhao Yunxiang's fighting spirit. During her months at the hospital, Zhao Yunxiang had always struck Xiaoqing as gentle and docile, occasionally wiping away tears while watching over her comatose daughter, and usually speaking quietly. Now, Zhao Yunxiang, having taken off her shoes to strike Dr. Yu, was like a tigress protecting her cubs, her ferocity striking a veil of unfamiliarity.
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