Rebirth in 88 starts as a carpenter

This time it came in a hurry.

Wu Yuan did not return home to Siping Road, so the uncle and nephew were in the ward with no books and could only stare at TV.

It's just that Wen Yong, this kid, never likes to watch TV.

And Wu Yuan, who is tired of watching short videos, even dislikes TV programs these days.

So the CCTV in this special needs ward looks high-end.

But he was not attractive to either uncle or nephew.

Wu Yuan pretended to watch for a while, but when he turned around, he found that Wen Yong was also looking absentmindedly.

So he held up his knees, stood up and said, "I'll go out for a walk. You stay in the ward and don't go anywhere."

Zhong Wenyong responded.

At least his uncle is not here, so he doesn't have to pretend to watch TV seriously.

When Wu Yuan left the ward, he asked Zhang Mei, who was on duty, about the location of the nearest bookstore, and then went downstairs.

After a while, he left and came back again.

Wu Yuan brought back several books, including novels and essay collections, and threw them directly on Zhong Wenyong's bed.

As soon as this kid saw that he had a book, he simply stopped pretending.

I felt happy when I touched it, as if I was hugging a girl, and put it against my chest.

"Thank you, uncle."

Wu Yuanyang raised his hand and said nothing.

But the meaning is self-explanatory, no need to thank you, thank you for nothing.

Then the eldest brother heard the call, and when he picked up the call, it turned out to be the call from his sister-in-law Huang Moli from the provincial capital.

"Brother-in-law, have you arrived at the hospital? My dad is next to you."

It can be seen that although my aunt Liu Ling and my uncle Huang Liqun were not present for this review, they were still thinking about it.

"I've already arrived with Wen Yong, and we've even had dinner. Everything goes well, uncle, Jasmine, don't worry."

Then Huang Liqun's voice came from the other end of the phone: "I just talked to Lao Yu on the phone. He will carefully review the child. Don't worry, I will keep an eye on it tomorrow."

"Let uncle worry about it."

Huang Liqun's call didn't seem to be of much help, but it made Wu Yuan feel a lot more at ease.

A night without words.

No matter how good the conditions in the ward are, they will never let you sleep soundly.

Even though Wu Yuan's uncle and nephew were just here for a review.

Wen Yong is even more so.

Holding the book is like holding a girl, and you won't let go after twelve o'clock.

It wasn't until Wu Yuan urged him repeatedly that he turned off the light and fell asleep.

The next morning, the uncle and nephew woke up early to the sound of the cleaning staff and the smell of disinfectant.

As a result, it was not until after washing that the cleaning staff advanced to the ward.

Wu Yuan raised his wrist and looked at the time. It was not even six o'clock.

No wonder Ma Mingchao never came to bring breakfast.

Wen Yong had already started chewing the book as spiritual food. Wu Yuan looked at the torn newspaper next to him.

He stood up and said, "You stay in the room and don't move. I'll come downstairs."

Wen Yong said oh and wanted to ask his uncle if he was going to buy oranges.

After thinking about it, even if yes, it makes sense.

So I didn’t ask any more questions.

Wu Yuan strolled downstairs and saw Ma Mingchao still sleeping in the car.

After leaving the hospital gate, I found a good-looking pan-fried bun shop and bought nearly a pound of soy milk, plus two plastic bags of soy milk.

Wu Yuan knew that it was unhygienic to put soy milk in this plastic bag.

But now, given the conditions, he has no basin or bowl, so he can only make do with it for the time being.

On the way back, I bought some morning newspapers from the newsstand.

Back downstairs in the inpatient department, Wu Yuan knocked on the car window, woke up Ma Mingchao, and gave him half of the fried buns and soy milk.

Then he returned to the ward and filled his stomach with Wen Yong.

After filling out the report, Zhong Wenyong continued to read, and Wu Yuan also had a new newspaper to pass the time.

After I had almost finished reading the newspaper, there was finally some movement in the corridor.

The sounds of the ward rounds came from far to near.

Not long after, Director Yu's face appeared at the door of the ward.

Wu Yuan stood up to greet him warmly: "Director Yu, I'm here to trouble you again."

Director Yu glanced at Zhong Wenyong and didn't know what the mystery was. Anyway, he said: "It seems that he is recovering well. I will arrange for someone to take him for a review and take a film soon, and he will bring the materials to my clinic later."

Wu Yuan held Director Yu's hand: "Definitely, definitely."

I thought that after Director Yu said this, the two parties would meet in the clinic soon.

Unexpectedly, when Director Yu finished checking the wards on this floor, another man with a slicked back hair came over.

At first glance, this man doesn't look like a doctor who treats illnesses and saves lives. Instead, he looks like an administrator in a hospital.

"Boss Wu, this is Director Fan, who is in charge of logistics support in our hospital."

"Dean Fan, this is the famous Boss Wu from Shanghai."

As soon as he heard the name of the other party, Wu Yuan knew that he was here to make a living.

Who would have thought that even when I brought my nephew for a review, he would get a job.

As expected, Huashan Hospital is preparing to renovate the outpatient department building to improve outpatient conditions.

For this kind of detailed work that is more partial to decoration, you naturally need to find Tengda Company, the number one company in the industry.

After some pleasantries, Wu Yuan decisively exchanged business cards with the other party and made another appointment.

Then Vice President Fan left first.

Wu Yuan took the opportunity to hold Director Yu's hand and expressed his gratitude repeatedly.

Of course, Director Yu's promotion of this matter has gone beyond the scope of an ordinary doctor-patient relationship.

Wu Yuan knew in his heart that it could not be just a few words of verbal thanks.

Not long after Director Yu left, a nurse came, and together with Cao Dandan, who was new to the shift, they took Zhong Wenyong for a series of examinations.

Wu Yuan planned to follow, but Cao Dandan stopped him and said it was not necessary.

This is one of the services provided by the special needs ward.

This time, Wu Yuan insisted on following, but it was not beautiful.

Wu Yuan could only sit back on the sofa, pick up the mobile phone, and make a call to Tengda Company in Qihua Building. He gave Fan Bingbing the contact information of Vice President Fan, and briefly explained the matter, asking both parties to contact him first.

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After hanging up the phone with Fan Bingbing, Wu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Then I heard the familiar sound of high heels coming from outside the door.

I looked up and saw, my dear, why is she here?

Wu Yuan quickly stood up to greet her: "Sister, why are you here?"

The visitor was none other than Huang Qiya, who had just returned to Shanghai.

Behind him was Yan Yue, who was obscured by flowers and fruit baskets.

After all, she is the female boss who controls an investment company like Alpha with assets of over 100 million. Now Huang Qiya's style is no longer the little bourgeois style of the past, but the style of a proper female CEO.

I just walked into the ward and saw Wu Yuan.

Huang Qiya's whole body suddenly relaxed, and her tone became gentle and soft: "Last time you brought your child to the hospital, I didn't catch up. This time, I have to come and take a look."

Wu Yuan raised his eyes and saw that the young nurses at the nurse's desk outside were all looking this way.

I am really shocked by Huang Qiya's temperament and aura.

"It's just an ordinary review, just remove the seal and check the recovery status."