Encountering my father
Zhao Guomin saw that the old lady's face had turned pale and was afraid that she had a cerebral infarction. In this case, they had to go to a big hospital immediately without wasting time, so he asked his eldest brother to borrow a car.
It happened that a tricycle in the village had just returned from a facelift and lifted the old lady onto it and drove away.
The eldest daughter-in-law followed the car, Song Xiaojuan and the second daughter-in-law went to the village entrance to stop a van and left, and no one cared about the third daughter-in-law.
After getting in the car, the second son's wife sighed and sneered: "Our eldest sister-in-law looks honest, but she has a lot of tricks up her sleeve. I'll tell you what I mean."
Song Xiaojuan didn't want to comment further: "Yeah, I mentioned it."
"The third daughter-in-law looks sharp, but she actually suffers a lot of losses. The eldest sister-in-law is a good person, but she does things for her and takes advantage of her. I have dealt with her for many years and have long recognized her character."
Song Xiaojuan looked out the window without responding. What others said was their business. She didn't come back often, so it wouldn't bother her in any way.
When the two arrived, they saw the eldest son paying at the window. The second son's wife asked first: "What's going on?"
"They're trying to rescue someone upstairs."
When Song Xiaojuan rushed over, she saw the two brothers walking back and forth anxiously. Zhao Guomin was the calmest and was standing against the wall.
Song Xiaojuan smelled alcohol on him, probably because he had just had a drink and hadn't eaten yet when something happened: "Ele"
Zhao Guomin looked back and nodded when he saw that it was Song Xiaojuan.
"I'll go buy some food outside. You guys can have a bite first. It's not a big deal to wait like this."
Zhao Guomin shook his head: "Don't buy it, I'm not in the mood to eat it."
After waiting for more than four hours, the operating room door finally opened: "Li Cuilan's family is here. The patient is temporarily out of danger. We will continue to observe her."
Finally, they felt relieved. The brothers in the hospital took turns to look after him, and Song Xiaojuan ordered food.
The old lady woke up during the evening rounds, but she couldn't speak clearly.
"This is normal. The patient will recover slowly in the later stages. Don't stimulate the patient's emotions." After the doctor finished speaking, he glanced at the family members. When he saw Song Xiaojuan, he was stunned for a moment, and then recovered.
Song Xiaojuan knew this person. She remembered that when Qiu Yao got married, this person went on stage to speak as the bride's parent. Wasn't it said that Qiu Yao's family were all in education? How come there was a doctor?
She felt that the man looked familiar that day, but she forgot where she had seen him. When she saw him up close today, she finally understood why she felt so familiar.
This guy looks a lot like her adoptive father when he was young. I don't think they are the same person. I haven't heard that he studied medicine.
"Director, bed 38 is convulsing!"
Song Xiaojuan watched the group leave without giving it much thought. Li Cuifen, on the other hand, became a little excited after seeing this man. She pointed at the door and shouted at Song Xiaojuan, "Hit! Hit!"
The second son's wife didn't know what was going on, so she quickly tried to comfort her: "Mom! Don't get excited, just talk slowly."
The second daughter-in-law didn't understand, but Song Xiaojuan did. The old lady probably knew this person.
Song Xiaojuan told Zhao Guomin about this.
"If so, do you want to admit it?" Zhao Guomin leaned against the wall with a calm expression.
Song Xiaojuan leaned against him, staring out the window, her tone very flat: "I never thought about it. He's in the county town. He hasn't visited his own daughter in all these years. Why would a father like him recognize him?"
Zhao Guomin understood what Song Xiaojuan meant and called Li Fengjiang: "Happy New Year."
"Wow, you're paying your respects early this year. You're still in your hometown." It's quite lively over there at Li Fengjiang's place. They're probably making dumplings.
"No, she's at the county hospital. The old lady is having some problems."
"Ah! Is he okay? I'll go check on him later." Li Fengjiang sounded anxious.
"It's okay, thanks to your father-in-law and Director Song for the timely rescue." Zhao Guomin's eyes were deep, and he stopped talking after saying that, leaving it to see how Li Fengjiang would continue.
Li Fengjiang did pause before continuing, "A doctor's heart is like a parent's. That's as it should be."
"When you're free, I'll treat you and your father-in-law to a meal."
Li Fengjiang found a quiet place: "No, I don't move around much."
Zhao Guomin and Song Xiaojuan looked at each other and said, "Then we should invite him."
Li Fengjiang didn't insist.
Not long after hanging up the phone, Li Fengjiang came with canned food and a bunch of fruits.
After Li Fengjiang looked at the people and said a few polite words, he called Zhao Guomin out: "I'm going to... my father-in-law's office. You can come with me."
Song Zhishan was a little surprised to see Li Fengjiang coming: "Why are you in the hospital? Who is feeling unwell?"
"No, I came to see my comrade's mother. Who did you rescue today?"
Zhao Guomin stepped forward at the right moment, speaking in a neither humble nor arrogant tone: "Director Song, hello, I'm Li Cuifen's family member. Thank you so much for yesterday."
Song Zhishan put on his glasses and said gently, "Don't be so polite. It's a doctor's duty to save lives. Where are you from?"
"From Zhaojiagou, Songling Town."
Song Zhishan paused for a moment while holding the pen before he said "oh".
When they met for the first time, Zhao Guomin didn't say much, just tested the waters.
Coming out of his office, Li Fengjiang sighed: "Every time I meet with him, I feel stressed."
Zhao Guomin laughed and said, "Why are you afraid of your own father-in-law?"
Li Fengjiang snorted and laughed: "My partner's surname is Qiu, and his surname is Song, so how can they be related?"
After a pause, he continued: "But it's almost the same as being related. He married her mother when Qiu Yao was twelve years old. He has been treating Qiu Yao like her own daughter for all these years, but he's still almost like his own son."
Zhao Guomin remained calm and said, "It wasn't easy to study medicine in their time. Your father-in-law is quite capable. His parents all studied medicine, right?"
"I don't know. Qiu Yao never mentioned it. My father-in-law married into the family. Qiu Yao said that he hasn't seen him contact his family in all these years."
Zhao Guomin didn't continue the conversation, as he got the basic information.
I told Song Xiaojuan about it when I went home to change clothes in the evening.
Song Xiaojuan sat on the sofa hugging her legs. She was really a little confused. She remembered that her grandmother had said that Song Zhishan went to the city to look for her biological mother, but he was discouraged when he couldn't find her, so he returned to the city to "marry" her.
Then why is it so easy to get into medical school when you don't even contact your own daughter and mother?
Song Xiaojuan quickly shook her head and drove all the distracting thoughts out of her mind. Why bother with him so much? She didn't want to recognize him anyway.
In the evening, the second and eldest daughters-in-law also came to her house. Song Xiaojuan was too lazy to cook these days, so she just made hot pot.
When the second son's wife came for the first time, she was envious as soon as she entered the room. The house was warm and clean, and there was heating in the room. She leaned on the large sofa, watched TV, and ate hot pot. This life was simply too beautiful.
The second son’s wife immediately became interested and wanted to buy a house too.
The next day, he called Zhao Guozhu out: "You've been to Lao Si's apartment, it's not very old, so why don't we buy one here? Then Xiaoguang can go to school in the city."
Zhao Guozhu frowned: "How much money did the old lady spend on this surgery? Where did she get the money to buy a house?"
The second son's wife pouted and said, "My dad and I will borrow some, and you and the fourth son will borrow the rest. It's not like we won't pay it back. Just keep it secret from Song Xiaojuan when you say this!"
Zhao Guozhu glared at her and went into the house without saying a word.
The second son's wife turned around and saw Doctor Song behind her. She was startled: "Oh, Doctor Song, are you going to make rounds?"
Song Zhishan nodded: "Is your mother eating well these days?"
After asking a few questions, he suddenly changed the subject: "There are many people with the surname Zhao in your village, so why is there someone with the surname Song?"
The second son's wife thought the doctor was quite approachable and could even chat about family matters: "Yes, there is one family, that's my brother's wife's family."
She didn't see the change in Song Zhishan's eyes. Song Zhishan nodded and went back to the office.
He thought he had forgotten it all these years, but today it ran out from the corner.
The child is about twenty-three or twenty-four this year, and looks like her mother. When he thought of this, the tenderness that had just emerged in his heart was suppressed again.
Song Zhishan had just made up his mind to avoid her in the future, but he ended up meeting her on the first floor when he got off work.
Song Xiaojuan tried to pretend she didn't see it, but the eldest daughter-in-law didn't cooperate: "Director Song is off work now."
Song Zhishan nodded and was about to walk over, but for some unknown reason he stopped and said, "I'm bringing food to your mother-in-law."
"Yes." The eldest brother's wife smiled.
"How are you guys going to work?" Song Zhishan wanted to know what was going on with Song Xiaojuan.
"We are all from the Lao Zhuang family, we are not as powerful as you."
Song Zhishan glanced at Song Xiaojuan and said, "You look young, haven't you studied yet?"
In fact, if you pay more attention, you will find something wrong. Which doctor cares so much about the patient's family?
But Song Xiaojuan knew what was going on. She looked at Song Zhishan, smiled, and said calmly, "Well, my family was poor back then, and my grandmother passed away. There was no one to support my schooling."
When Song Zhishan heard her say that her grandmother had passed away, his heart skipped a beat. Although he knew this before, no one had told him this in person, so he just assumed that she was still alive.
I heard this from someone today, and I would be lying if I said I didn't feel sad.
"Oh...that...you guys should go upstairs quickly." Song Zhishan said and staggered away. He was afraid that he would lose his composure.
Song Xiaojuan didn't feel much, after all, it was not her original self, but she felt sorry for the original self. The child was right in front of her, so why didn't she care about her own child?
Even if there were difficulties, you wouldn't have ignored it for so many years.
"What have we done wrong these past two years? Two years in a row!"
The eldest brother's wife's voice brought Song Xiaojuan back to her senses.
Song Xiaojuan delivered the meal and went home with Zhao Guomin. Tomorrow was the sixth day of the New Year, and she had to open the store for business.
Zhao Guomin didn't get much rest these days, and he lost a lot of weight and got a sore throat.
"I'll get some sake to rub your back." Song Xiaojuan actually went to find some wine.
Zhao Guomin took off his shirt and lay on the sofa: "What's the matter?"
"When I was a kid, I had a sore throat and my mother rubbed it for me. It worked." In fact, Song Xiaojuan didn't remember it, but she said it with confidence.
Apply the wine evenly on his back. You should use a one-yuan coin to rub it. If you don’t have one, you can only use your hands instead.
Song Xiaojuan exerted too much force and heard Zhao Guomin take a breath and click his tongue twice: "Why do I feel a little dry?"
"No way, the alcohol didn't penetrate the skin..." Song Xiaojuan said as she looked down and saw that the skin on Zhao Guomin's back had been broken at some point.
She pursed her lips and prepared to quietly leave the scene.
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