"The patient suffered a severe head injury that caused him to fall into a coma, but fortunately it wasn't too serious. We've cleared the blood clot that was compressing the blood vessels in his brain, and we believe he'll wake up soon," the doctor said with a relieved expression.
Upon hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
They said he would wake up soon, but Shen Xiuzhu woke up right at the tail end of the forty-eight-hour mark.
As soon as he opened his eyes, everyone rushed to surround him.
Shen Xiuzhu woke up but fell asleep again shortly after, still feeling groggy.
"I wonder if his brain will still work properly." Shen Canglang's tone was full of worry.
Shen Mingzhi didn't dare to speak.
However, Shen Canglang wasn't too worried. It was good that he had woken up... It meant his life was safe.
"Have you contacted Peking Union Medical College Hospital?" he asked Shen Mingzhi with a sullen face and a reluctant tone.
“I’ve already looked, but they’re not willing to do it,” Jiang Shaozhen replied immediately.
He went to see a professor at Peking Union Medical College.
The professor thought that cosmeceuticals were a scam, and he didn't even glance at the materials Shen Mingzhi had written before tossing them aside.
Jiang Shaozhen appreciated her hard work and left on the spot with the materials.
"I'm looking for a hospital in another city," Jiang Shaozhen told Shen Canglang, having never intended to trouble the Shen family again.
He could completely understand Shen Xiuzhu's situation.
It would be really unfair to ask them for help again.
"Just give it to me, why are you making so many excuses!" Shen Canglang had already lost face and was quite embarrassed, but Jiang Shaochen was still dragging his feet.
“Dad…” Shen Jimei felt that her father was being unreasonable.
Where do you get people to take things like that?
"Don't meddle in my business," Shen Canglang said, looking at Jiang Shaochen. "Bring the things over tomorrow, or else."
Shen Mingzhi smiled, but didn't say much.
Shen Canglang didn't take on this task because they wanted to help him; rather, rescue aircraft are generally hard to come by, let alone beds in military hospitals.
All of this requires connections.
Jiang Shaozhen owes others a favor, which means he also owes Jiang Shaozhen a favor.
He didn't want to owe anyone a favor, so he had no choice but to help.
“Alright, then my husband and I won’t stand on ceremony.” Jiang Shaozhen took Shen Mingzhi’s hand, his tone smiling.
Shen Xiuzhu woke up completely the next afternoon.
"You're awake?" Shen Mingzhi immediately stepped forward and asked.
Shen Xiuzhu was still a little dazed, but slowly realized it was her, and his eyes immediately lit up.
“Comrade Shen…” He forced a smile from his chapped lips. “Am I… in heaven? How come I see you here…”
Shen Mingzhi grabbed his hand, both amused and exasperated: "You brat! You almost really went to see the King of Hell!"
Shen Xiuzhu blinked weakly, then suddenly remembered being robbed, and flew into a rage. "Those bastards stole three thousand yuan from me! I'm so angry—ouch! My head hurts!"
"Don't get agitated. You were hit on the head and had surgery. Be careful the wound doesn't reopen and you have to get stitches again!" Shen Mingzhi quickly reminded him.
Shen Xiuzhu was furious, but after calming down for a while, she said to her, "You don't know, those bastards have tried to extort money from me several times, and I ignored them. Who knew that they would hire a group of thugs to rob me of the money I brought home for the New Year? I was thinking that my parents would be happy for me because I earned so much money this year!"
"Do you remember where you're from?" Shen Mingzhi asked.
“Of course I remember, I even remember what they looked like,” Shen Xiuzhu said.
After chatting for a while, Shen Canglang and Shen Jimei arrived.
When Shen Canglang entered the ward, his previous worries disappeared, and he put on a stern face.
Shen Jimei didn't dare to speak.
Shen Xiuzhu shifted on the bed for a while, then called out in a hoarse voice, "Dad... I... I'm back. I earned three thousand yuan in six months, and I paid it back to you and my sister. Mom bought some fur coats from Northeast China, saying they were imported from Russia... but they got robbed."
"Does the family need the money you earn?!" Shen Canglang reprimanded coldly.
"How can I not be short of money? I need to get married later. How can I get married if I don't have money? Don't you think so?" Shen Xiuzhu argued with him guiltily.
"You little brat, be glad you're still in bed. If you could even walk, I'd smash your head off today!" Shen Canglang threatened angrily.
Startled, Shen Xiuzhu burrowed under the covers.
"Then I'll be going now." Shen Mingzhi felt a little embarrassed to stay here; she should handle her family's affairs on her own.
"Comrade Shen, dear sister, don't go!" Shen Xiuzhu was afraid that if she left, her old man would break her still-good hand.
"You'd better accept the old man's lecture. Also, I'll have someone else do your job of traveling all over the country to get medicine." After saying that, Shen Mingzhi planned to make a run for it.
"No!" Shen Xiuzhu screamed in agony.
Shen Mingzhi stepped out of the military compound and took a deep breath.
Spring has arrived, and the afternoon sun is shining brightly.
Shen Mingzhi walked in the military compound and saw that there was a place to play basketball.
Some young people were playing ball inside.
She went over and looked for a while before leaving.
Although she had solved Shen Xiuzhu's problem and sent her own cosmetic materials to Peking Union Medical College Hospital, the process was much slower than she had imagined.
Moreover, losing Shen Xiuzhu, a key general, is also a significant loss.
Unknowingly, I walked outside the military region.
Jiang Shaochen's military green car slowly drove towards her and finally stopped in front of her.
"Get in the car." The man inside looked relaxed and cheerful.
Shen Mingzhi opened the car door and got in. "Your timing was perfect."
"I've already circled around here three times, do you think it's accurate or not?" Jiang Shaochen joked with a smile.
Shen Mingzhi was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing, "Then why don't you go in?"
“I think you and the Shen family have something to discuss, so I won’t put pressure on you,” Jiang Shaozhen said.
"Actually, there wasn't much to talk about. It was just a one-sided decision to prevent Shen Xiuzhu from participating," Shen Mingzhi said calmly.
Regardless, we still need their consent.
The Shen family certainly doesn't need him to make money.
“I inquired about your materials. I learned that Mr. Shen gave them to another professor, and that’s how their department also assigns them,” Jiang Shaozhen told her.
"Assigned?" Shen Mingzhi asked curiously.
“Yes, some professors are arrogant and look down on cosmetics like yours, thinking they’re all scams that will ruin your skin if you put them on. But this professor is much more open-minded,” Jiang Shaozhen explained to her.
"Then what?"
“I talked to this professor, and she said your concept of cosmeceuticals is very good, but they need some time and asked me to come back in half a month to get the results.” This is what troubled Jiang Shaozhen.
Half a month... I bet even Director Sun from Baoli is frantic with worry.
"Half a month is a bit long, but it's not something we can't wait for. Tell the professor to focus on her research, and that I can wait!" There's no use in being anxious now; she's already very grateful that the professor is willing to help with the research.
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