Soon, Wu Mian received a reply.
He was a little surprised at the speed of his reply. With the efficiency of Massachusetts, how could he reply to his proposal so quickly?
Do you mean
Wu Mian got up from bed, put on his slippers and sat in a chair by the window. He was not in a hurry, but looked at the night outside the window and pondered for a long time.
I don''t know how long it took, Wu Mian opened the email and saw the result of the conjecture.
This kind of thing, for Wu Mian, who has had a smooth journey since childhood and has never failed except the kebab, is one of the few setbacks he has encountered.
Why? Wu Mian frowned very tightly.
In the night, Wu Mian''s eyes were very bright, bright like the stars in the sky. His eyes seemed to penetrate time and space, penetrate the real image and see the truth.
The next morning, when Chu Zhixi woke up, he saw Wu Mian sitting in front of the window and watching the rising sun outside the window.
"Brother, why did you get up so early?" Chu Zhixi asked, nestled in the quilt like a kitten.
"Thinking about things." Wu Mian smiled. "Lazy girl, get up."
"Well, I have to go to work," Chu Zhixi said. "When is the weekend? I want to go to laogua mountain."
"Don''t worry, it''s only a few weeks." Wu Mian said with a smile. "Later, we''ll go to the breakfast shop opposite the hospital to eat steamed stuffed buns. His steamed stuffed buns with pork and scallion are very delicious."
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Three days later, Xue Chunhe just came to work and saw Zhang Zimo, director of ICU, blocking himself in the morning at the door of his office.
"Xue Yuan, good morning." Zhang Zimo said hello, bowed slightly and followed Xue Chunhe.
Generally, you can only rush to work normally to block them at the door of the office. Otherwise, once you come back after your shift, it''s hard to find someone.
Zhang Zimo came more than ten minutes in advance and reported to President Xue about scratching his head.
After entering the office, Zhang Zimo apologized to the two department directors and a department head behind him, smiled and closed the door.
"Zi Mo, what''s up?" Xue Chunhe asked, sitting in a chair.
"Dean, do you remember the child sent by teacher Wu a few days ago?"
"A small patient with Hansel Kirschner syndrome?" Xue Chunhe asked.
"Yes." Zhang Zimo nodded. "Now the child has nothing to do. He can be transferred out of the ICU and discharged directly."
Xue Chunhe immediately understood what Zhang Zimo meant.
The hospital receives many similar patients every year. Most of them are car accident injuries. There are no family members of the patients. Anonymous is written in the column of admission name.
But there are few cases where families can''t be found.
Even after a long time to take a look, the clinician turned coldly and left, and the clinician knew it. What to do next is basically known by experienced old doctors.
This is the black pot of the medical department, the kind you can''t get rid of.
But the situation of this small patient is completely different.
He is an abducted child. His disease, Hansel Kirschner''s syndrome, does not need complex treatment, as long as he gives enough water to drink and maintains the state of "diabetes insipidus". This is not a disease that can be treated by modern medicine. No one can cure it.
But the ultimate problem facing the hospital is not treatment, but - where to send the children!
All the people who came with the children fell into the net of law. Now I don''t know where to interrogate them to find out the remaining accomplices.
"Can you contact your family?" Xue Chunhe asked.
"Director Ma communicated with the public security system yesterday. The group said they didn''t remember where the child came from." Zhang Zimo said, "after comparison, they didn''t find relevant information from big data."
"What about the civil affairs department?"
"Also contacted, sick children they dare not accept." Zhang Zimo said helplessly.
The hospital is not an adoption center. We can''t find a ward for our children. Moreover, the ICU can be called an inch of land and an inch of money. It has been a long time to live for 3-4 days.
It is estimated that no other department is willing to ask for this small patient, so Zhang Zimo came to him to solve the problem.
Xue Chunhe is a little annoyed. How can he solve it himself? You can''t just kick out a little patient, can you.
It''s neither to stay nor not to stay. Xue Chun and one head become two big ones.
With his cell phone in his hand, he turned around, as if it was difficult to make a decision.
"Xue Yuan, what do you think?" Zhang Zimo asked after waiting for five minutes.
"Call Mr. Wu and ask," said Xue Chunhe with a frown. "It''s the patient sent by Mr. Wu. The person who needs to tie the bell to untie the bell."
“……”
Zhang Zimo immediately lowered his head. He finally understood why President Xue refused to speak with a mobile phone in his hand.
No one is willing to do such things that offend people.
Xue Chunhe didn''t mean to throw the pot. He hesitated for a while and dialed the phone.
"Miss Wu, I want to report something to you."
"The case of child abduction and trafficking a few days ago, the small patient with Hansel Kirschner syndrome sent to our ICU can be discharged..."
When Xue Chunhe said this, he stopped immediately and left the rest in blank. Mr. Wu should have understood what he meant. As for him, if he doesn''t want to solve it and pretends to be confused, he can directly change the topic and find a way again.
Wu Mian''s voice came faintly from the phone. Zhang Zimo pricked up his ears for a long time and didn''t hear what teacher Wu was talking about.
"OK, OK, I''ll wait for your news." Xue Chunhe said with a smile, "Miss Wu, hang up later. My little grandson of the old leader''s family is fine and has been transferred out of ICU. It''s in good condition. It''s estimated that there will be no sequelae. The old leader urges me every day these two days to have a meal with you and express my gratitude."
"OK, I''ll wait for your news."
With that, Xue Chun and hung up.
"Xue Yuan, Mr. Wu wants this little patient?" Zhang Zimo asked.
Xue Chunhe''s expression was a little strange. He hesitated and said, "Mr. Wu said he would think about it."
Consider, it is estimated that the matter will be over. Why does the Dean Xue still smile so sweetly at such perfunctory words? The probability that he can''t hear is about zero. Zhang Zimo was confused, but President Xue''s expression was calm and indifferent, and there was no clue.
Zhang Zimo said sadly, "Xue Yuan, we can''t keep our children in our ICU all the time. We''re full of beds now, let''s talk..."
"Wait for news." Xue Chun and his big hand waved and said, "teacher Wu said, what else do you talk about."
Zhang Zimo had no choice but to stand up and say goodbye.
It is estimated that Mr. Wu has no good way. The Civil Affairs Department dare not answer this kind of thing. What if he dies; The hospital can''t stay.
What a hot potato.
Zhang Zimo walked out of the office building and looked at the inpatient department and sighed.