Zhao Yunxiang called Zhao Guohui and asked him to come over and help arrange Zhou Yuanyuan's discharge. Even if Dean Hao didn't say it, Zhao Yunxiang wanted Zhou Yuanyuan to be discharged. In the past few days, Zhao Yunxiang felt that the atmosphere in the hospital was a little strange. Whenever Dean Hao came to Zhou Yuanyuan's ward for rounds, he always seemed to be hesitant to speak, which made Zhao Yunxiang feel a little strange.
For the past few days, Zhao Yunxiang didn't dare leave the ward. Even her food was brought to her daily by Zhao Guohui or Zhao Qingshan. Zhao Yunxiang didn't know if she was being paranoid, but she always felt like a pair of eyes were watching her from the dark, or rather... watching Zhou Yuanyuan on the bed.
When Zhou Yuanyuan first entered the hospital, Director Hao and several experts performed many tests on Zhou Yuanyuan, but they could not find out why Zhou Yuanyuan was in a coma. The cause of the disease could not be found. The hospital had no other treatment options except for daily glucose nutrition injections.
However, Zhou Yuanyuan wasn't the type of patient who needed a ventilator. Aside from her sleepiness, she appeared normal. Her heartbeat and breathing were only a dozen times slower than those of an average person, but she was definitely alive. Furthermore, what puzzled Dean Hao was that Zhou Yuanyuan seemed to have no metabolic function these days.
Zhao Yunxiang had always suspected that Yuanyuan might just be asleep, just like the time she was in a coma a few years ago, and would wake up after a few days of sleep. If she hadn't thought it would be easier to save her child in a hospital, Zhao Yunxiang might have taken the child home long ago.
Zhao Qingshan, however, was not as optimistic as Zhao Yunxiang. These days, Zhao Qingshan came to the hospital to visit the patient whenever he had time. Every time he came to visit, he would feel Zhou Yuanyuan's pulse.
A few years ago, Zhou Yuanyuan fell into a coma when she was in Sanhe Town. That time, Zhou Yuanyuan fell into a coma because of excessive use of her spiritual consciousness. Zhao Qingshan could clearly feel Zhou Yuanyuan's pulse and could also feel the almost dried-up true energy in Zhou Yuanyuan's body.
Since Zhou Yuanyuan started practicing, the true energy in her body has been transformed into spiritual energy. Zhao Qingshan, who has never practiced spiritual energy, cannot feel this spiritual energy. When Zhao Qingshan took Zhou Yuanyuan's pulse, he could not feel any energy at all.
Strangely enough, when Zhou Yuanyuan was first sent to the hospital, her pulse was still strong. Both Director Hao and Zhao Qingshan felt it, and Director Hao thought the child was asleep at the time.
Three days later, her condition took a turn for the worse. Zhou Yuanyuan's pulse was barely perceptible. Even her heartbeat slowed down, eventually only beating every few minutes. If Zhao Qingshan hadn't paid close attention, he would have thought she had lost her heart.
Zhao Qingshan couldn't determine the cause of Zhou Yuanyuan's illness, and he didn't dare tell his daughter Zhao Yunxiang. After all, Zhou Yuanyuan's face looked rosy now. If she hadn't woken up in so many days, one would have thought she was sleeping.
Renhe Hospital is a large hospital, and Zhou Yuanyuan's ward was a premium one, a private room for one person. It was equipped with a toilet, a sofa, a telephone, a TV, and a small kitchen.
Ever since Zhou Yuanyuan fell into a coma, Zhao Yunxiang had entrusted the company's affairs to Zhao Guohui and his wife, while she stayed at the hospital to look after Zhou Yuanyuan. With Zhou Zhixin away at the front and Zhou Jiasheng busy at school and away from home, Zhao Yunxiang worried about Zhou Yuanyuan's condition even when she was home.
Zhao Yunxiang slept on the floor in Zhou Yuanyuan's ward for three months. Although Zhou Yuanyuan never woke up, Zhao Yunxiang felt it was all worth it just by listening to her gentle breathing.
Zhao Yunxiang always felt that she owed the children a lot. When Zhou Yuanyuan was a child, Zhao Yunxiang was busy earning money to support herself and her two children, and had no time to take care of them. As a result, Zhou Yuanyuan and Zhou Jiasheng were bullied by other children in the Zhou family when she could not see them.
Now, Zhou Yuanyuan lies in the hospital. No matter how busy the company is or how much money she makes every day, Zhao Yunxiang would rather give up everything to stay by her child's side. Zhao Yunxiang's thinking is simple: money can be earned again, but she only has one daughter. If something really happens to her daughter, she will have nowhere to regret it.
Zhao Yunxiang was sitting on a stool, lost in thought, after calling her brother Zhao Guohui when there was a knock on the ward door. Before she could answer, the door opened, revealing a round-faced nurse in her twenties.
The round-faced nurse's name was Xiaoqing. Zhao Yunxiang knew that Xiaoqing was the exclusive nurse for the two VIP wards. The ward next to Zhou Yuanyuan's had been vacant for the past few months, which meant that Xiaoqing had been the nurse for Zhou Yuanyuan's ward.
This is the bad thing about hospitals. Nurses and doctors can come and go as they please, and patients have no privacy at all.
When Zhao Yunxiang saw Xiaoqing holding a bunch of needles, test tubes and other things in her hands, she frowned.
"Aunt Zhao, Zhou Yuanyuan needs to have a blood test today." Xiaoqing seemed not to see Zhao Yunxiang's expression. She put down the pile of things in her hands in front of Zhou Yuanyuan's bed and said with a smile.
"No need, we're being discharged today." Zhao Yunxiang reached out to block Xiaoqing's hand from grabbing Zhou Yuanyuan's arm. For the past three days, Xiaoqing had come every morning to draw five or six tubes of blood for Zhou Yuanyuan, saying it was the doctor's order to take her blood for testing to analyze the cause of her illness.
Zhao Yunxiang was displeased. How much blood could a person have? Especially since Zhou Yuanyuan wasn't eating or drinking and was unconscious. Five or six tubes of blood a day, every day, wouldn't it be drained in a week? What kind of tests required daily testing?
"What? Zhou Yuanyuan was discharged from the hospital? I didn't receive a discharge notice?" Xiaoqing looked a little surprised after being blocked by Zhao Yunxiang.
"You'll be discharged soon, so there's no need to have your blood drawn today." Zhao Yunxiang glared at Xiaoqing and said unhappily.
"Ah? Then I'll go ask Dr. Yu!" Xiaoqing felt a little aggrieved by Zhao Yunxiang's glare and turned to walk out of the ward. Although Xiaoqing was also curious about why so much blood was drawn from the little girl in this ward every day, she was just a nurse, and everything was under the doctor's command.
After Xiaoqing left, Zhao Yunxiang's angry expression gradually calmed down. After Zhou Yuanyuan was admitted to the hospital, apart from a few tests at the beginning, Director Hao would listen to her heartbeat or feel her pulse every day during rounds, but there was no blood test at all.
Yesterday, Zhao Yunxiang had asked Dean Hao if a new treatment plan had been adopted for Zhou Yuanyuan. Dean Hao, facing Zhao Yunxiang, hesitated and was unclear. When Zhao Yunxiang asked again, Dean Hao told her to ask General Zhou directly.
Zhao Yunxiang called the Zhou family's old house, and the guard who answered the phone said that General Zhou had an important meeting to attend and had not been home for three days. Zhao Yunxiang wanted to ask Zhou Xi about it, but the guard who answered the phone said that Zhou Xi was not in Kyoto and was out on business.
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