You must understand, in those perilous situations, there were no X-ray or CT machines to assist doctors with diagnostic tests; everything depended on the doctor’s own hands. If a doctor couldn’t do anything without an X-ray machine, he really couldn’t be called a doctor anymore.
"You are indeed impressive, Professor Tang," she praised specifically.
Ms. Zhao gave such a compliment.
To Tang Sili, such remarks were all too common, numbing him to their effect. In this world, only two people had never praised him this way:
One was his boss, and the other, his boss’s wife.
"Alright, go to sleep now, and when the porridge is ready later, I’ll wake you to eat some."
Zhao Mengjin felt dizzy as his deep, enchanting voice settled in the air, pulling her into a dreamland that seemed as soft as a sponge.
She didn’t know what kind of medication he had given her, making it seem as though she wouldn’t dream at all, not even nightmares.
She only knew his voice was extraordinarily pleasant, even more so than a male radio host.
Zhao Mengjin couldn’t resist any longer and closed her eyes.
After seeing that she had fallen asleep, Tang Sili adjusted the IV drip and then went aside to tidy up his equipment.
When Gu’s mother returned, he said, "Auntie, if you need anything, you can find me next door."
Gu’s mother nodded, thinking to herself that he was quite proper for a doctor.
It was always inappropriate for a man to stay in a female patient’s room.
Tang Sili stood up and went next door.
There, Uncle Qi had prepared a resting room for him and relayed, "Mr. Xiao mentioned that he might be ready to leave today, and he asked the professor if the patient was fit for transfer."
Leaving already? Unconsciously, Tang Sili turned his head, as if seeing Gu’s mother’s silhouette through the wall.
The Gu family had pry opened long-sealed memories of his.
It was abrupt yet inevitable. After such a huge incident last night, they couldn’t just stay in this small town doing nothing, that simply wouldn’t do.
Tang Sili pondered, "Tell Mr. Xiao not to worry, I will escort her back to the major hospital myself. She has no physical injuries, just a regular fever, nothing serious, it’s not life-threatening, so transferring her is not a problem."
Uncle Qi nodded at his words, promising to convey them to Xiao Yebai, "Then, Professor Tang, you should rest for now. I’ll have someone bring you breakfast. It looks like if we are leaving, it won’t be until this afternoon or evening."
Perhaps really tired, Tang Sili lay down on the bed and closed his eyes after Uncle Qi left.
At noon, Wa Zicong bought some noodles and had a simple lunch with Ou Yanan. After the meal, Wa Zicong, carrying the dishes to the kitchen for washing, asked, "Dr. Ou, I heard you are wealthy, is that true or not?"
"Do I look like it in these clothes?" Ou Yanan’s clothes were definitely not fancy, just a simple shirt and trousers, and they didn’t seem to be branded.
"Nowadays, not all wealthy people dress themselves up nicely," Wa Zicong remarked, glancing over at him, "Your surname is Ou, the famous businesswoman Chunhua Ou, Mrs. Ou, is she related to you?"
"I don’t know," Ou Yanan remained unmoved by his words, his attention turned to the television in the living room. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚⚫𝙣𝙚𝙩
Wa Zicong shrugged his shoulders.
The doorbell rang, ding-dong. Following that, the doorbell sounded repeatedly, more urgently, as if the person outside was treating the bell like a punching bag, ruthlessly ravaging it.