Chapter 593 Extra 4

Chapter 593 Extra 4

Zhuang Xiubai had long been accustomed to Zhou Qiao's disdain and alienation towards him, and the sudden loss he showed made him feel distressed.

"I have carefully read Uncle Zhou's physical examination reports for the past three years. I feel that it is just the contraction of capillaries caused by the sudden drop in temperature, resulting in insufficient blood supply. The hospital's ambulance is on the way to your home. Uncle Zhou will be fine." He gently comforted Zhou Qiao beside him.

Zhou Qiao's nervous mood was slightly relieved. After all, Zhuang Xiubai is a professional cardiothoracic doctor.

Twenty minutes later, the two came to the hospital's intensive care unit.

Zhuang Xiubai once again put his coat on Zhou Qiao's shoulders, hurried to the locker room to change into professional sterile clothes, and entered the intensive care unit.

Zhou Qiao, who was separated from him in the corridor, shouted to his back in desperation: "Zhuang Xiubai, please save my dad!"

Zhuang Xiubai paused, turned around and smiled at her: "I will, wait for my good news."

Less than three minutes after Zhou's father was pushed down from the ambulance, Zhou's mother, who was supported by two nannies, burst into tears.

Zhou Qiao had just experienced the death of Zhao Huan seven months ago, and knew the fragility of life. She hugged Zhou's mother tightly, "Dad will be fine, Zhuang Xiubai said, Dad will be fine-"

"Nothing will happen-" Zhou's mother murmured involuntarily.

The waiting time was long and tormenting. Two hours later, the door of the emergency room opened.

A middle-aged woman who looked like a nurse came out holding a medical record, "Family of Zhou Linchuan!"

Zhou Linchuan was the name of Zhou Qiao's father.

Zhou Qiao was the first to rush over, "Is my father okay?"

"The patient has two narrow heart capillaries. Fortunately, Dr. Zhuang used the most advanced treatment plan abroad to save the patient." The nurse took out a pile of forms and pointed to Zhou Qiao to sign.

Zhou Qiao let out a long sigh, and his hands shook several times when he picked up the pen.

Because Zhou's father's condition was unstable, he was directly sent to the ICU for observation from the special elevator in the emergency room. Zhou Qiao and Zhou's mother did not see him.

An hour later, Zhuang Xiubai walked out of the emergency room.

Zhou Qiao found that there was a wet spot on Zhuang Xiubai's forehead and back.

I guess when he just treated Zhou's father, he went through a thrilling and meticulous process.

"Uncle Zhou is fine. He is in the ICU for safety. If there is no problem after 24 hours, he can be transferred to the general ward."

Zhuang Xiubai's words made Zhou Qiao and Zhou's mother breathe a sigh of relief at the same time.

Zhou Qiao arranged for the nanny to send Zhou's mother home to rest, and sat alone in the waiting area outside the ICU ward.

Zhuang Xiubai washed his hands and disinfected them, took off his sterile clothes and walked over, "Uncle Zhou will be fine. I will take you back to sleep first."

"I can't sleep." Zhou Qiao still had Zhuang Xiubai's coat on her body and covered her face with her hands.

She was an only child. When Zhou's father was pushed into the emergency room, there was no close relative to share her worries except Zhou's mother who was crying.

At this moment, she thought of Zhao Huan.

If Zhao Huan had not left, he would definitely stay by her side, comfort her, and run around for her...

Unfortunately, there is no if in this world.

At some point, Zhuang Xiubai had a cup of hot brown sugar ginger tea in his hand and put it under her eyes: "Warm your belly."

"Thank you." She didn't refuse, took it and took a sip.

The heat penetrated into her lungs, and it was indescribably comfortable.

Zhuang Xiubai put his hands behind his head and leaned on the lounge chair, "You can't see Uncle Zhou if you stay here, so why don't you go back and have a good sleep and come back. I will stay in the ICU and keep a close eye on Uncle Zhou's condition."

"Thank you, Zhuang Xiubai." Zhou Qiao's voice was soft, and her tone was no longer as sharp as before. For the first time, she was submissive in front of Zhuang Xiubai.

Zhuang Xiubai turned his eyes and stared at her: "You have already thanked me just now."

"Just now I thanked you for your ginger tea, now I thank you for saving my dad." Zhou Qiao looked at him gratefully.

Zhuang Xiubai was somewhat flattered, but still said calmly: "It is the doctor's duty to save the dying and the wounded, and I have always been in charge of Uncle Zhou in our hospital. But if you really want to express your gratitude, you can treat me to a meal of mutton hotpot, from Fuluzhai, other dishes are not as authentic as his."

"Okay." Zhou Qiao readily agreed, "I will treat you when my father is stable."

Zhuang Xiubai couldn't hide his smile between his eyebrows.

The two fell into silence.

Unconsciously, Zhou Qiao fell asleep with his hands holding a half-drunk ginger tea.

Zhuang Xiubai stared deeply at the woman beside him, infatuated.

Zhou Qiao woke up and found that in addition to Zhuang Xiubai's coat on his shoulders, there was also a small black blanket on his knees.

Zhuang Xiubai was still sitting beside her, "He's awake."

"He's awake." She slowly stood up with the help of the chair back and rubbed her sore shoulders, "How is my dad?"

"Uncle Zhou has been in the ICU for less than two hours, and many data have not been fed back yet." Zhuang Xiubai looked at his phone, "It will be almost time by nine o'clock, I still suggest you go home and wait for news."

"I'll go downstairs to take a breath." Zhou Qiao folded the small blanket, put the coat in Zhuang Xiubai's hand, and slowly walked towards the elevator.

Zhuang Xiubai didn't look away until her back disappeared.

Twenty-four hours later, Zhou's father was transferred from the ICU to the general ward, and Zhou Qiao and Zhou's mother were completely relieved.

Zhuang Xiubai was very dedicated to Zhou's father, whether it was medication or various examinations, he did it himself.

Zhou Qiao interacted more with Zhuang Xiubai, and got to know Zhuang Xiubai better.

Zhuang Xiubai is calm and reserved, has solid professional knowledge, and is well-educated. She is completely different from those who deliberately flirt with her.

Her attitude towards Zhuang Xiubai took a 360-degree turn, and she quickly fulfilled her promise to treat Zhuang Xiubai to mutton hotpot at Fuluzhai.

Zhuang Xiubai happily went there, and quietly paid the bill after ordering.

During this chat, Zhou Qiao opened her heart and took the initiative to talk about the few interactions between the two in college.

Zhuang Xiubai smiled bitterly after listening, "Don't blame you for having someone in your heart, blame me for showing up too late."

After the meal, Zhou Qiao rushed to pay the bill, but was told by the cashier that Zhuang Xiubai had already paid.

Zhou Qiao asked the cashier to retrieve the bill from the computer, six hundred and fifty-eight.

Soon, she transferred six hundred and fifty-eight to Zhuang Xiubai via WeChat.

Zhuang Xiubai clicked to refuse the transfer. She turned around again and said to Zhuang Xiubai with a stern face, "If you don't accept it, we will end our friendship immediately."

"You already regard me as a friend--" Zhuang Xiubai was very excited, "If you say yes, I will accept it."

"If not a friend, what is it, a nemesis, a mortal enemy?" Zhou Qiao said, "I have many friends, you don't have to be nervous."

"I will accept your transfer immediately." Zhuang Xiubai opened WeChat on his mobile phone and accepted the payment without hesitation.

Zhou Qiao was relieved.

After Zhou's father was discharged from the hospital, Zhuang Xiubai went to Zhou's house more frequently.

Every time he visited, he would bring a small medical instrument, either saying that he was here to measure Zhou's father's blood pressure, or that he was here to measure blood sugar and heart rate.

In short, every reason was very decent.