Li Chu's call went directly to Director Li of the Obstetrics and Gynecology Department.
He gave a detailed account of the patient's condition over the phone.
After hanging up the phone: "Alright, go directly to the obstetrics and gynecology ward and find Director Li. I've already explained the situation to her. Tell her to have a thorough examination, and then just follow the doctor's orders. If you have any further questions, you can come back to me."
"Thank you, Dr. Li."
"You're welcome, go ahead!"
After the two left, Li Chu sat in a chair and carefully recalled the case. The case was quite typical. In fact, if the Western doctor who treated her after her first miscarriage had examined her carefully, he should have been able to detect it.
In that case, there wouldn't have been two more miscarriages, preventing the patient from suffering twice more. But what can be said about that? Perhaps it was because the doctor lacked experience.
Regardless of the reason, this patient named Song Ling is likely to suffer later. She is pregnant again and will have to spend the entire pregnancy in bed. Even then, her family will need to constantly encourage her and reduce her psychological stress. Otherwise, it's not uncommon for emotional problems to cause miscarriages, especially since she has had three such experiences before.
If the patient comes back to see him, he will definitely give them some detailed instructions; if they don't come back, he's out of ideas.
Around lunchtime, Zhu Xiaofei came running over alone.
The specific test results won't be available for another two days. He just came to say hello to Li Chu and will come back later.
After Zhu Xiaofei left, he was just about to go to the cafeteria for lunch when the phone rang.
Well, it looks like we won't be able to have lunch today.
After answering the phone, sure enough, not only would I miss lunch today, but I probably wouldn't be able to eat here for quite some time to come.
After hanging up the phone, he walked to the window and looked southwest.
I never imagined I'd have the chance to go there myself.
Perfect timing, let's go visit our in-laws while we're at it.
What he's struggling with most right now is figuring out what to tell Ding Qiunan. Telling the truth is definitely out of the question, as it's still a confidential matter.
Forget it, I'll just say I went on a business trip with the boss. I'll deal with the complaints when I get back.
At 2 p.m., the southbound train departed from the train station on time.
No one expected that this departure would last for so long.
Ding Qiunan only found out where her husband had gone when, a month later, Uncle Wang let it slip during a meal at home.
"Uncle, what did you just say? Who met with whom?"
Ding Qiunan's hand holding the clapper trembled slightly. She looked at Uncle Wang with hope, wishing she had misheard.
Li Qin stopped picking up food and stared intently at Uncle Wang.
Wang Ziwen put the cigarettes he was holding on the table, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and silently lit one. He had heard clearly that Uncle Wang was saying that his brother-in-law would meet with Wang Jun.
This wouldn't be a problem in itself, but the question is, where is Wang Jun? He's on the southwestern front. The only time they can meet is on the front lines.
"Grandpa, were you talking about Father Chu? Are you going to meet my father?"
"Sigh," Aunt Wang sighed, glared at the old man beside her, and looked at Ding Qiunan and said, "Qiunan, Xiao Chu did go to the southwest. He didn't mean to hide it from you, but it was a secret when he set off."
With a "clatter," Ding Qiunan's chopsticks fell onto the table. At this moment, she couldn't hear anything anymore; her mind was filled with what Aunt Wang had said earlier about going to the southwest.
Her husband went to the southwest!
Li Chu had been to dangerous places before, including during the 1976 earthquake, but that was different. This time it was the front line!
This is a battlefield, not a place for small-scale skirmishes. The war has been going on for over a year, and as a member of the military hospital, how could she not know how many people have died or been wounded on the battlefield?
While doctors certainly wouldn't go to the very front lines, field hospitals certainly wouldn't be located at the very back either.
Ding Qiunan felt as if her heart was being squeezed by something. She desperately opened her mouth to breathe in fresh air, but everything went black and she knew nothing more.
When she opened her eyes again, it was already past nine o'clock at night.
Ding's mother and Li Qin sat by the bed, talking quietly.
She didn't say anything after she woke up; she just lay there motionless, her husband's image constantly appearing in her mind.
What's done is done, and no one can change it. All she can do now is protect her family and pray that her husband will be safe and sound.
One month, two months later, Wang Yueyue's college entrance examination was over, and she was successfully admitted to her desired school, Beijing Normal University.
That's right, her dream is to become a teacher.
With the children on holiday, the house is finally a bit more lively.
After dinner, Ding Qiunan sat on a recliner in the yard, gently stroking the little black head that was squatting beside the chair.
At the water basin, Li Wenxuan and Wang Yueyue were washing dishes.
"Brother Xuan, Qiu Nan's mother hasn't smiled in a long time. Will something bad happen if this continues?"
Li Wenxuan looked up at his mother, shook his head and said softly, "The only way to make Mom truly happy and smile right now is for Dad to come back. There's no other way. We've tried everything before."
"What can we do? We can't just stand by and watch."
"After we finish washing the dishes, let's talk to my sister and see if we can come up with a good solution."
As soon as she finished speaking, the small door next to the east wing was pushed open, and Li Qin's voice came through.
"Someone come and take a few watermelons over here."
"Auntie's here!"
Li Wenxuan put down the bowl he was washing and ran over.
Li Qin pointed to the three large watermelons on the ground: "Wenxuan, these are the ones your uncle brought back today. Take them all home."
After saying that, he lowered his voice and asked, "Wenxuan, is your mother still the same?"
Wenxuan nodded: "Yes, Aunt, it's like that every day, it's so worrying."
"Sigh, how can I not worry? It's been more than three months and there's still no news. Who wouldn't be anxious? At least if there were some news, I could feel a little more at ease."
"Aunt, you said my dad wouldn't..."
"Shut up, kid! What nonsense are you spouting? Don't you dare say anything like that, or your mom will beat you up!"
Li Wenxuan gave a somewhat embarrassed smile, dared not say anything more, and squatted down to carry the watermelon into the house.
fantuan.
Watching her nephew's retreating figure, Li Qin shook her head helplessly. What a silly child.
Li Wenhui had just finished cleaning up the kitchen and came over to pick up a watermelon.
"Auntie, come and sit down!"
"I'm not sitting here anymore. I just brought you watermelons. Talk to your mother more often and don't let her overthink things."
"Yes, Auntie!"
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