On her way to work, Ding Qiunan sat in the passenger seat and turned her head to look at her husband who was driving.
"When Yueyue called me 'Mom' just now, it felt really strange."
"Hmm," Li Chu nodded, confirming her feeling.
“When she called me this morning, I felt very strange. It was as if our relationship had suddenly changed from father and daughter to father-in-law and daughter-in-law.”
Ding Qiunan pondered her husband's words carefully, then nodded in agreement, "That's right, that's right, I feel the same way. No, no, I have to talk to her when I get home tonight. I should call her 'Mom Qiunan' from now on, otherwise it's just too uncomfortable."
I still prefer the mother-daughter relationship. Now that she's changed how she addresses me, I'm immediately the mother-in-law, and I don't want to be a mean mother-in-law.
Li Chu glanced at his wife, who was muttering to herself, amused. What kind of nonsense were these thoughts?
However, calling him back to "Dad Chu" sounds pretty good.
...
Colleagues at work and the hospital all offered their congratulations to the couple.
Li Chu and Ding Qiunan also carried a bag and went around the entire hospital handing out wedding candies to them.
By the time they got back to their offices, it was already two hours into the workday.
"Boss, the External Liaison Office just called to say that Charles from the United States and his wife will be here soon."
"Okay, go tell the medical affairs office to arrange a private room for him in the internal medicine department, and have them have someone wait outside. Once he arrives, arrange for him to be admitted to the hospital. I'll come over later."
"Leader" Zhao Zhijun first glanced at Li Chu's expression, then cautiously said, "The foreign affairs department just called too, they said... said..."
"What did you say?" Li Chu looked up at his assistant, who was speaking haltingly.
"They said they would arrange for me to be moved to the special needs building."
"fart!"
As soon as Zhao Zhijun finished speaking, he quickly lowered his head. Knowing his leader's temperament well, he was very clear about what would happen next.
"Who from the foreign affairs department called?"
"He said his surname was Wang, and he seemed to be some kind of director."
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Chu picked up the phone and dialed.
Zhao Zhijun was incredibly envious of his leader's photographic memory.
Every time he makes a phone call, he has to take out his phone book and flip through it page by page. If only he could have that skill.
But then I thought, if he had this skill, would he need to be an assistant?
Li Chu's call went directly to a deputy leader in the foreign affairs department who was in charge of this area.
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"Vice Minister Chen, you guys are really something now. You can even arrange patients directly for our hospital's VIP ward, and even foreigners."
What exactly are you trying to do? Are you disregarding organizational procedures? Are you even worried about the safety of your superiors?
...
Zhao Zhijun couldn't hear exactly what the other person was saying, but the label of "leader" was firmly attached to him. His heart pounded with anxiety.
"You don't need to tell me who he is. I know him better than you do. He found me through personal connections first, and I was the one who proposed those conditions. So, is he trying to take advantage of me now?"
"Or this, since it's all thanks to your foreign affairs department, that's easy to handle. There are plenty of hospitals in Beijing, and many doctors more skilled than me. You can find someone else for him! I'm not doing this anymore."
With a bang, he hung up the phone without waiting for a response.
"Zhijun, go and tell Tianjun to get the car ready."
Zhao Zhijun's eyes even started twitching this time; it seemed the leader was trying to escape!
"yes"
"There's no need to say anything to the comrades in the medical affairs office. After I leave, if anyone causes trouble, just pin it all on me."
After saying that, he waved his hand, telling Zhao Zhijun to make the arrangements.
These people are insane; they dare to think of arranging for anyone to be placed in the special needs building.
You can easily get away with just talking. But if the hospital actually dares to admit someone, and a leader comes to be hospitalized the next day, let's see who ends up getting the short end of the stick.
Even if we take a step back and say you're just a foreigner, not a head of state of any country, what right do you have to live there?
He picked up the bag hanging on the wall, first told Dean Shan, then greeted his wife, and then got into the car that Tian Jun had prepared and went to the library.
After arranging some things for Duan Jianing and Liu Ziqiang to study on their own over the next two days, he left without a word.
An hour later, he appeared at the sanatorium.
In the courtyard where Uncle Wu lived, the old man thought he was seeing things, so he put on his reading glasses and looked again before he was sure he hadn't mistaken the person.
"What are you doing here today, kid?"
The old man put down the newspaper in his hand and asked in surprise.
"I missed you, so I came to see you." Li Chu pulled out the chair opposite the old man without any hesitation and sat down.
"Ha, we just met yesterday, and you already miss me after only one night? Are you kidding me?"
The old man simply didn't believe his nonsense.
"Who says you can't miss someone after just one night? For me, a day apart feels like three autumns."
"Heh, do you even believe what you're saying?"
"Uncle, where's my aunt? Can't I miss my aunt instead of you?
"She has a meeting at the negotiation committee this morning. Don't change the subject. Tell me what happened."
"Are you really alright, Uncle?"
"I don't believe it!" The old man shook his head, but he didn't press further. Instead, he asked Secretary Zhang to pour Li Chu a glass of water.
"Xiao Chu, I noticed Lao Dong didn't look too well yesterday. Is he alright?"
"It's alright. Uncle Dong just has vertigo, which is what Western medicine calls high blood pressure. It's very common among the elderly. He'll be fine after a few days of treatment. I brought him all his medication yesterday."
"That's good! The medicine cabinet you set up at home is pretty good!"
“That is…” Li Chu said proudly when he mentioned it.
"Didn't you take a look at my furniture sets?"
"I haven't even asked you yet. Where did you get those furniture sets from, and those floor tiles in your house? If I'm not mistaken, those must be gold bricks, right?"
"Well, the furniture was bought from a trust store. As for the floor tiles, I know a friend whose family used to work for the palace."
"Really? He can make that much just from doing a job?"
"No, Uncle, you don't think I've taken over the Golden Palace, do you?" Li Chu exclaimed dramatically.
"You don't have the guts, kid." The old man waved his hand dismissively.
Hey, is this being looked down upon?
"However, Xiao Chu! Your status is different now. You are a high-ranking cadre in the organization and the military, so you must keep a low profile!"
"Yes, I will certainly follow your instructions!"
"Stop joking around with me!"
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