After taking Old Mrs. Chen's pulse, Song Lan said softly.
"good."
Chen Dongxu helped Mrs. Chen lie down on the hospital bed.
After drawing the curtains, Song Lan said, "Please try to relax."
Grandma Chen responded.
Speaking of which, the moment Old Madam Chen approached her, Song Lan had already used her Golden Eyes to give Old Madam Chen a full-body examination, and found that there were three foreign objects in the other woman's body, one of which was right near her heart and lungs.
Time passed second by second, and as the light blue curtain was drawn back, Grandpa Chen and Chen Dongxu saw Song Lan supporting Grandma Chen as they appeared before them. Immediately, Grandpa Chen asked Song Lan, "Child, how is your grandmother?"
"Not good."
Song Lan's expression was solemn, but she changed the subject again: "If we don't have surgery, we won't last long."
Upon hearing this, Old Master Chen's heart sank, but hope flickered in his eyes: "Can you perform this surgery?"
"certainly."
Song Lan nodded, and then said, "The premise is that you and Grandma Chen trust me, otherwise, I am not qualified to perform this surgery."
“Good child, we came to you for treatment because we trust your medical skills.”
A smile appeared on Old Master Chen's face.
Grandma Chen nodded, agreeing with what Grandpa Chen said.
However, when they thought of Song Lan calling her "Grandma Chen," they couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. But they understood, after all, she was their grandparent by blood.
They haven't even recognized the little girl's father, their second son, so what right do they have to demand that the little girl treat them as family after hearing their story?
"Then let's get the hospital admission procedures done. I'll draft a surgical plan as soon as possible and then schedule a time for Grandma Chen to have the surgery."
Song Lan's expression was calm. She paused for a moment before speaking again: "Grandpa Chen, you don't look very well. Shall I take your pulse?"
Through her "Golden Eyes," Song Lan could see that there were two shrapnel fragments remaining in Old Master Chen's body, each about the size of a mung bean. They had long since grown into the surrounding flesh and blood. If they were not surgically removed, they could cause fatal damage to the old man at any time.
The reason Song Lan knew what the foreign objects were in Old Master Chen and Old Madam Chen's bodies was undoubtedly because she found out after asking Old Madam Chen.
"Old man, sit down quickly and let the child take your pulse."
Seeing that Mr. Chen was standing still, Mrs. Chen frowned and urged him on.
"Okay, okay, I'll sit down in the chair now."
He agreed verbally, but Old Master Chen was quick on his feet.
"Grandma, you see, I told you so! I said Dr. Song—no, I mean my sister—could cure you, and it turns out I wasn't lying!"
Chen Dongxu helped Old Mrs. Chen sit down on a chair to the side, his eyes brimming with pride as he spoke. Hearing this, Old Mrs. Chen found it amusing and replied, "Yes, yes, you're not lying."
At this moment, Song Lan had already sat back down in her chair and was taking Old Master Chen's pulse.
A few minutes later, she asked Grandpa Chen to lie down on the hospital bed. After the examination was completed, and based on Grandpa Chen's description of his own physical condition when she took his pulse, Song Lan said, "Grandpa Chen, I suggest that you and Grandma Chen be admitted to the hospital for treatment together."
"Does he need surgery like your grandmother?"
"Old Master Chen asked."
"Um."
Song Lan nodded slightly: "We must surgically remove those two shell fragments, otherwise, your life could be in danger at any time."
After a pause, Song Lan continued, "But compared to Grandma Song's surgery, yours is just a minor procedure and won't take long."
Just as Mr. Chen was about to speak, Mrs. Chen interrupted, saying, "Child, you make the arrangements. Your grandfather and I will both have our surgeries performed by you. That's settled then. Let's go and complete the hospital admission procedures now."
"Hold on."
To be honest, Song Lan did not reject Grandpa Chen and Grandma Chen at all. On the contrary, she respected the two elderly people very much. Even though they were not her biological grandparents, their past status and their spirit of protecting the country were enough for her to sincerely respect them!
Picking up her pen, Song Lan scribbled on the medical record, writing down hospital admission certificates and examination reports.
"Grandpa, do I need to pay another registration fee?"
Chen Dongxu asked Old Master Chen in a low voice.
"Do I really need to ask you, old man?"
Staring at Chen Dongxu, Old Master Chen said to Old Madam Chen, "Xiao Xu's mind is really not sharp. I'm afraid he won't be able to find a wife even when we're dead." After saying that, Old Master Chen sighed deeply.
Grandma Chen glanced at Chen Dongxu, then laughed out loud: "Whether he can get married or not is his father's business. We should just live one day at a time and not worry about his affairs!"
"Grandma! How could you join Grandpa in making fun of me? And in front of my sister no less! Can't you give me any face at all?!"
Chen Dongxu felt wronged.
He has a sense of shame too, you know!
I won't laugh at you.
Song Lan interjected.
"Little sister, even you are making fun of me... No, I need to find a place where no one is around to cry for a while!"
Chen Dongxu's gaze, which had been fixed on Song Lan, was deeply hurt. He turned and hurriedly left the consultation room, which drew laughter from Old Mrs. Chen and a disdainful look from Old Mr. Chen.
Unfortunately, he didn't see the disdainful look that fell on Chen Dongxu's back.
...
After helping Grandpa Chen get an appointment at a traditional Chinese medicine clinic, Chen Dongxu didn't rush back to Song Lan's office. Instead, he went to the hospital entrance, intending to use a public phone to call his family in Beijing.
The public telephones are located on the windowsill of the gatehouse on one side of the hospital entrance. The charges are in accordance with national standards and are provided specifically for inpatients and their accompanying family members to facilitate communication with the outside world.
Picking up the receiver, Chen Dongxu was about to dial when his hand suddenly paused. After a moment, he continued, but instead of dialing home in Beijing, he directly contacted his father, Chen Changqing, dialing the number from his father's workplace.
When the familiar voice came through the microphone, Chen Dongxu said, "Dad, Grandpa, Grandma, and I have arrived safely at the Machinery Factory Staff Hospital..."
After talking for a while, Chen Dongxu didn't hear his father's voice coming through the receiver, so he asked, "Dad, did you hear what I was saying?"
"Um."
Chen Changqing responded on the other end of the phone.
"Are you happy? I really didn't expect that Dr. Song's father would be my second uncle. Dad, let me tell you, my grandparents said that Dr. Song's father looks a lot like my two twin uncles, and Dr. Song's appearance is also very similar. My grandfather said that he is simply a carbon copy of my grandmother when she was eighteen or nineteen years old."
"Oh, right, Dad, I called you mainly to tell you that my cousin can perform treatment for Grandma. The surgery hasn't been scheduled yet, but I was thinking it could be in the next day or two. Would you like to come over?"
He trusted Dr. Song—no, he trusted his cousin's medical skills—but the thought of his grandparents needing surgery made him a little nervous. That's why he contacted his father, hoping he could temporarily put aside his work and come to the machinery factory's staff hospital to oversee things.
I feel more at ease!
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