Chapter Ninety-Two Conversation



Xu Damao was quite shrewd in his dealings with people and generally avoided offending anyone in the hospital.

Unlike Sha Zhu, whose mouth can shut you up so badly that few people are willing to speak up for him.

Moreover, it was obvious that he provoked Xu Damao first today, and when he couldn't argue with him, he resorted to violence.

Seeing everyone talking about him, He Yuzhu's face turned bright red. He snorted angrily, broke free from the old man's arm, and ran into the yard.

"Hey, I was wondering why Sha Zhu left. Wasn't he going to hit me?" Xu Damao started to gloat as he saw He Yuzhu leave.

"Xu Damao, I didn't criticize you just now, did I?" An old man glared at him.

Xu Damao shrank back and didn't say anything more. His eyes darted around, and when he saw Li Chu, he walked over.

"Hey, Brother Chu, can I step aside for a second? I need to talk to you about something."

Li Chu followed Xu Damao a few steps to the side and asked, "What's wrong, Damao?"

Xu Damao noticed that several people were looking this way, so he took two steps back, turned his back to them, and said in a low voice with a mournful face, "Brother Chu, my test results..."

Li Chu was surprised that the results came out in just one day; he thought they wouldn't be available until tomorrow. He lowered his voice and asked, "Is the result bad?"

Xu Damao nodded: "Brother Chu, you absolutely have to save your brother!"

Patting Xu Damao's arm, Li Chu said, "You don't want everyone in the compound to know, do you? Come to my office tomorrow afternoon." After saying that, Li Chu moved closer to the crowd.

Xu Damao didn't come over again, but simply said, "Okay, thank you, Brother Chu."

Li Chu didn't look at him again, but simply waved his hand.

After Xu Damao left, the Third Uncle looked at Li Chu and asked, "Little Chu, are you alright?"

"It's nothing, Uncle. Xu Damao just asked me to help him with a small favor. It's nothing," Li Chu explained casually and didn't say anything more. Maintaining patient confidentiality is a doctor's professional ethics.

An old man turned to Li Chu and said, "Little Chu, what's wrong with my son not eating well lately?"

The woman was quite old, and she didn't have enough milk after giving birth. The neighborhood committee gave her formula coupons for newborns, and her son has been drinking formula ever since.

But these milk powder coupons are a scarce resource, and you can't just go and get them anytime. So now that the baby is only six months old, his family has already started feeding him porridge.

Upon hearing the old man's question, Li Chu thought carefully before replying, "Sir, this is a kind of 'mute' situation, and I'm not very good at it. If the child's refusal to eat is quite serious, I suggest you take the child to the hospital for a checkup."

This child is the apple of the old man and his wife's eye, and they dare not let anyone see him casually. If anything were to happen to him, their kindness would turn into enmity.

The old man let it go after hearing Li Chu's explanation. Regular doctors generally don't treat infants easily; you have to go to a specialized pediatrics department. He planned to observe for two more days. He had recently switched the baby from formula to porridge, and if the baby still wasn't eating well in a couple of days, he would have to take the baby to the doctor.

The group chatted and laughed until it was completely dark before they parted ways and went home.

When they got home, Ding Qiunan was still sewing her dress. Li Chu went over and took the needle from her hand: "Okay, stop sewing. It's getting dark, and the light from the lamp is bad. You'll hurt your eyes. Sewing tomorrow."

The girl wanted to say something more, but seeing her husband's determined eyes, she could only nod and put down what she was doing.

Li Chu looked up at the light bulb, thinking that once he moved in, he would definitely replace the bulbs in his house with higher wattage ones. He wondered when those bulbs had come out; the light was yellowish, which was really unpleasant to look at.

Ding Qiunan put away the unfinished dress and tidied up the needles and thread. She sat on the sofa and stretched. She was only wearing a tank top, and the stretch exposed even more of her body, making Li Chu's mouth water uncontrollably.

The girl felt his gaze and rolled her eyes. It's been a year, and he's still the same lecherous man.

Ding Qiunan glanced at him sideways and then said, "I have a kettle of water on the stove in the kitchen."

Upon hearing this, Li Chu reacted as if he had heard a bugle call to charge. He jumped up, ran to the kitchen, grabbed the kettle, locked the door, picked up Ding Qiunan from the sofa, and carried her into the bathroom.

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Xu Damao arrived the next afternoon, just as I started work.

Li Chu took his pulse again, this time very carefully. After taking his pulse, Li Chu thought for a long time before writing a prescription.

Xu Damao's heart was in his throat as he watched Li Chu remain silent, fearing that he would tell him that there was no cure. Only when he saw Li Chu start writing the prescription did he feel a little relieved.

Li Chu handed him the prescription and asked, "Have you thought about how to tell your wife?"

"Why should we tell her?" Xu Damao wondered.

Pointing to the prescription in Xu Damao's hand, she said, "This medicine will take at least a month to drink, and the prescription will need to be changed later. If you don't tell her, where are you planning to decoct the medicine?"

"This..." Yes, how could he keep it a secret from his wife, with whom he shared a bed, that he had to take medicine for such a long time?

“Go back and talk to her properly. You two are already married, and this should be curable. You can still have children in the future. You can’t hide this kind of thing.” After a pause, Li Chu added, “Never mind, go back and bring her here now. I still have something to tell her.”

Seeing Xu Damao's hesitant look, Li Chu threw the pen on the table and said, "I'm here to treat your illness, why should I beg you?"

"No, no, Brother Chu, I'm thinking about how to tell Xiao'e about this. I'll go back and pick her up now." Xu Damao waved his hand when he heard Li Chu's words.

No sooner had Xu Damao left than two middle-aged men, dressed in Zhongshan suits, wearing black leather shoes, carrying bags, and with serious expressions, entered Li Chu's office.

Upon seeing the two men, Li Chu stood up and asked, "And you two are...?"

One of the men, dressed in a dark blue Zhongshan suit, took out his work ID from his pocket and handed it to Li Chu, introducing himself as follows: "Comrade Li Chu, hello. I am an officer from the supervisory committee of the department. My surname is Xu. This is my work ID. This is my colleague. His surname is Li. We have been entrusted by the organization to come and talk to you."

Li Chu glanced at the work badge, then handed it back to him, pointing to the chair and saying, "Comrade Xu, Comrade Li, please have a seat." He went over, closed the door, and poured them both a glass of water.

After Li Chu sat down, Officer Xu said, "Comrade Li Chu, your application to join the organization and your application form have been received by the department. We are here on behalf of the organization to talk to you."

Li Chu nodded: "Comrade Xu, please ask whatever you want to discuss."

Officer Li took out a piece of paper from his bag, glanced at it, and then said, "Before we talk, there's something I need Comrade Li Chu to explain. I hope you can tell me the truth."

"If you ask, I will answer to the best of my knowledge."

Officer Li looked at Li Chu and said, "As far as we know, you bought a detached house from the Beiqiao Subdistrict Office for 1,300 yuan, and you spent a lot of money renovating the house. Please explain the source of this money."

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