Chapter 9 A Bouquet of Roses and a Rose
Su Qingyan instantly lost all sleepiness. He subconsciously stood up and followed the crowd of onlookers.
"The patient is suffering from aortic dissection, a very serious disease. He needs immediate surgery. If delayed any further, his life will be in danger." Zhou Cheng said in a calm but serious tone.
The family members were stunned at first, and then someone spoke.
"Don't scare us. He just has cholecystitis and it's happened many times."
"I saw the referral form from the local hospital. You refused to do relevant tests. After taking antibiotics for two days, your abdominal pain gradually worsened, so you were transferred to our hospital. If you still want to continue taking anti-inflammatory drugs, go back to the local hospital and continue with the injections."
"What's your attitude, little doctor? Why should I trust you? Call your director! None of you know how to treat a patient."
"You called the dean here for this disease. We are all adults, so we should just accept the reality. If the dissection ruptures, the person will die suddenly. And the operation is not cheap. We need to prepare at least 100,000 yuan. If the diagnosis is not good, 100,000 yuan will not be enough." Zhou Cheng was too lazy to continue arguing with them. Time was precious now. He needed to sign and operate immediately. Even a minute late would cause the risk of rupture.
"What?! You're telling me he's dead when he's fine?" The family member went crazy when they heard the word "sudden death". They rushed over and grabbed Zhou Cheng's name tag. "Zhou Cheng? Okay, I'll remember you. I'm going to file a complaint against you right now!"
"Zhou Cheng, talk less." The doctor in the interventional department pulled him back. Zhou Cheng's stubborn temper was well-known throughout the hospital.
Is your name Zhou Cheng?
Su Qingyan watched the show with great interest, muttering to himself that this doctor was quite talented.
The doctor's superior, noticing the commotion, came over. Seeing the other doctors address him as "Director," the family's attitude immediately changed. But when they heard the Director's conclusion align with the doctors', their anger quickly gave way to fear and worry.
After Zhou Cheng finished writing the consultation form on the computer, he left the emergency room and returned to the ward.
Su Qingyan saw that it was almost time, so he went to get the test results. He was still a little nervous when he received them, but when he saw that all four infectious disease tests were negative, he breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe it was just a cold, why was he scaring himself?
When the assistant rushed back, he saw that Su Qingyan had changed from his previous tired look and was talking on the phone, smiling triumphantly.
"I've never chased someone like this. Who am I? I'll bring him out to play next week."
After hearing half of the sentence, He Zhu knew that Mr. Su was going to start a relationship again. It was good to be in a relationship, at least he wouldn't be running around the world for a while.
When Su Qingyan saw his assistant coming back, he hung up the phone.
"He Zhu, please help me order 50 cups of coffee for the General Surgery Ward 2."
The assistant immediately reflected that he was too concerned with the surface of things. It was Mr. Su who was thoughtful and took care of all the medical staff. Feng Lu's father felt so proud.
"Order me another bouquet of roses. I want red roses. Forget it, white roses. Isn't 99 too few?"
The assistant listened quietly.
"Send it with the coffee and write it as Dr. Zhou Cheng."
The assistant was confused when she heard the word "roses." Zhou Cheng? Wasn't that Feng Lu's father's attending physician? Why was she sending him roses?
Su Qingyan walked towards the parking lot while talking. It was very cold outside, but he was not wearing a hat or scarf. He even felt that the air in this deep winter was very fresh.
"I'm going home to get something." Su Qingyan didn't let his assistant drive. He sat in the driver's seat himself, picked a cheesy ballad, and started the car. "Check Zhou Cheng's schedule."
The assistant was in no mood to explore Mr. Su's spiritual world and just did whatever he was told.
"He Zhu, how long has it been since you last had a vacation?" Su Qingyan glanced at his assistant who was busy in the passenger seat and asked casually.
The assistant was stunned for a few seconds, didn't say anything, and didn't know how to break the awkwardness.
Fortunately, Su Qingyan's cell phone rang.
He took a look and saw that it was Jiang Xingyao. He was still reluctant to give up after being left alone for so many days, so he simply answered the call.
"Qing Yan, there are some details that need to be finalized for that project. The contract has been sent to your email. Please take a look first."
Su Qingyan slowed down the car, and then, as if he had made up his mind, he turned the car around and drove in the opposite direction of his home.
"Mr. Jiang." Su Qingyan quickly arrived at Jiang Xingyao's office, leaned on his desk, and put a rose in the pen holder.
When Jiang Xingyao saw the bright red and gorgeous flowers, he didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Why do you look so bad?" Jiang Xingyao looked at his watch. It was past 11 o'clock.
"I'm okay." Su Qingyan couldn't see that his face was pale and his lips were chapped and bloodless. "Maybe it's because I didn't eat breakfast." He licked his lips.
"Why haven't you eaten?" Jiang Xingyao looked at his pink tongue and touched the petals of the rose in the pen holder.
"You need to be on an empty stomach when you go to the hospital for tests in the morning." After Su Qingyan was reminded of this, he began to feel weak all over and his muscles ached.
Hearing him say this, countless possibilities flooded into Jiang Xingyao's mind.
"What's wrong with you?" After brainstorming, Jiang Xingyao decided to ask.
At this time, the phone on the table rang.
"Mr. Jiang, the equipment representative is here."
"Let them wait a moment."
"Don't wait, come in." Su Qingyan suddenly interrupted, and then said to Jiang Xingyao, "It's okay, I just have a cold."
The equipment company representatives were initially confused as to why the Jiang family, usually austere in their approach, would sign a contract with an entertainment company. Only when they entered and saw Jiang Xingyao did they realize they were actually doing business with the second young master of the Jiang family. They were secretly delighted that the second young master, a rookie, wouldn't be good at this kind of business and had already begun fantasizing about where to buy a large villa, but Su Qingyan, who looked even younger than Jiang Xingyao, gave them a cold shoulder.
Su Qingyan relied on two cups of coffee to get through to the end and sign. He gently closed the pen and handed it to He Zhu. Outside the window, it was already dark.
After the meeting, Su Qingyan refused the next dinner invitation. Jiang Xingyao thought he was busy with some other project, but Su Qingyan said that he was pursuing someone and that time was tight and the task was heavy, so he wanted to get her within a week.
Su Qingyan saw him pursing his lips slightly, and felt secretly happy. She blew him a kiss and left in a hurry.
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