C22 Meeting Zhou Ziyang Again
C22 Meeting Zhou Ziyang Again
For some reason, when Qin Yiyue looked at these ordinary little plants, she suddenly felt relieved.
Getting along well with the people from the He Family might not be as difficult as she and her parents imagined.
From the very beginning, they did not look at her and her family as if they were superior. Instead, they always tried to get along with them from an equal point of view.
At this moment, she believed it.
At night, Qin Yiyue returned home and told Qin Qiuyang and Luo Mingmei everything she knew about the He Family.
Qin Qiuyang and Luo Mingmei did not speak for a long time. Finally, Qin Qiuyang said, "The He Family is not bad."
Qin Yiyue smiled.
Luo Mingmei said, "Next is your wedding. Baby, what kind of wedding do you want? Tell me. In that case, I can help you prepare. You have to book a wedding dress in advance."
" He Qiaoyan said he already asked someone to make a wedding dress. "
"What about the wedding? What do you think about the invitation? "
"I have no objections. I used to think that simple wedding arrangements were enough. The two of us will eat together and invite a few very good friends to dinner. I really didn't think about anything else."
Qin Yiyue was speaking the truth.
She had received many invitations to other people's wedding all these years.
Many invitations came from her classmates whom she had not contacted for many years. When they were getting married, they remembered her and sent her invitations.
At first, she did not attend their wedding, but she would get someone to send red packets on her behalf and give them a call to congratulate them.
However, her relationship with them was limited, and there would not be any other contact after that.
If they contacted her again, it would be her attending their children's hundred-day banquet.
In other words, they only contacted her when they wanted to receive the red packet.
After a long time, not only did she not look forward to these invitations, she even felt a little annoyed.
Because she knew that when she got married, she would not be so thick-skinned as to send invitations to people she was not familiar with.
This meant that she would not be able to receive many red packets from others.
Luo Mingmei complained when she heard that, "You think too simply. Marriage is not a matter of two people but also a competition between good and bad interpersonal relationships."
"You are right. You and He Qiaoyan's parents will discuss this. You can arrange it. If you decide to invite my friends and colleagues, I'll make a list."
" Sure "
"[Then I'll go to bed]"
"You go ahead."
On Monday, Qin Yiyue went to make ward rounds after changing into her work clothes.
When she just returned to the office, she saw Ann rushing in, "Ms. Qin, it's not good."
"What happened?"
"The emergency room had a patient who committed suicide. The director wants you to be his assistant."
"I'll be there right away."
Qin Yiyue immediately walked towards the operating theater when she heard him.
The operating theater was already ready.
There were two family members with haggard faces sitting on the bench outside the operating theater. Qin Yiyue saw this and quickly went over, afraid to see their sad expressions.
After Qin Yiyue entered the operating theater, she realized that the chief surgeon was actually the chief surgeon. She asked doubtfully, "Chief, you personally performed the surgery for him?"
"There are not many opportunities. Watch carefully."
Qin Yiyue and the nurse prepared the preoperative arrangements together.
During the process of preparing the surgical instruments and medicine, Qin Yiyue learned from her colleagues in the Emergency Department that the patient had committed suicide by drinking sulfuric acid and was found by his family to be sent to the hospital in time.
When she arrived at the operating table, Qin Yiyue swept a glance at the patient who was in a coma.
The person was wearing the school uniform of No.1 High School, and he was obviously a student.
He had a childish look on his face, but he was already lying weakly on the operating table, on the verge of death.
Qin Yiyue only had this little time to sigh with emotion before quickly putting herself into work.
Qin Yiyue assisted the department director in the surgery by the side and continuously observed the department director's treatment plan in the surgery.
They would have treatment plans before the surgery, but many plans would have changes during the actual surgery.
Whether the changes were reasonable or not depended on the chief surgeon's experience.
The current situation was that the acid had corroded a large part of the patient's mouth and throat. On the surface, his cheeks and throat were showing signs of turning black to varying degrees.
This situation was more serious than they had expected. Besides washing the stomach, they also had to change the patient's throat. The wound in the mouth also needed to be properly treated by them.
They needed to perform a second surgery, but she did not have a specific concept of the first surgery. This matter was entirely determined by the department director.
After a busy surgery, Qin Yiyue watched the nurses push the bed out of the operating theater.
The director stood beside the operating table, drenched in sweat. He turned to look at Qin Yiyue. "What did you learn?"
Qin Yiyue thought about it and did not answer.
The chief physician looked at her for a while and said, "You are very smart. You will understand technical things in the future. I am not in a hurry to teach you those things."
"Director..."
"As a doctor, I appreciate your sympathy for the patient. I am very satisfied that you did not lose your love and responsibility for the patient in your work day after day. However, I object to you putting too much feelings into the patient. This is not a good sign for medical personnel. I hope you understand."
Qin Yiyue thought carefully for a long time. "Thank you."
"That's all I have to say." After the chief physician finished speaking, he turned around and went to the dressing room in the operating theater to change his clothes.
Qin Yiyue sat on the same spot and once again placed her gaze on the empty operating table. She also turned around and left.
After work in the afternoon, Qin Yiyue came to the hospital's parking lot.
When she was about to walk to her car, her footsteps paused and she looked coldly at Zhou Ziyang who was standing beside her car.
Zhou Ziyang heard her footsteps and looked up at Qin Yiyue, "Yue."
Qin Yiyue said lightly, "What are you doing here?"
"I want to talk to you." Zhou Ziyang wanted to reach out and grab Qin Yiyue's hand.
Qin Yiyue took a few steps back to avoid his touch. "My attitude was clearly expressed seven years ago."
"At that time, I had no choice. You could not sentence me to death when I was powerless."
"You had no choice?" Qin Yiyue sneered, "You took away my quota to go abroad. After you successfully study abroad, you broke up with me immediately. You chose to be with Ye Qing. Now you want to break up with Ye Qing and be with me again? What value do I have to make you think highly of me?"
Zhou Ziyang was very embarrassed," I love you from the beginning to the end... "
Qin Yiyue closed her eyes and interrupted Zhou Ziyang's words," If I was not related to He Qiaoyan and was just an ordinary resident doctor, would you still do this? "
"This has nothing to do with He Qiaoyan. These few years, I have regretted it. If you give me a chance, I will compensate you. I can help you get a position in our hospital, and you can be my assistant. Yue, I am seriously considering our future."