Chapter 907 - 342: Doubting Life in the Restroom, Rushing to the Hospital, and the Cursed Little Girl!

So trying to find someone like that is actually pretty hard.

You can’t just go around opening every private room one by one to look, right.

This is an old restaurant; some of the private room doors are easy to open but once they’re open they’re a pain to close.

"Uh, uh, uh, so what did that doctor say?"

Hearing this, everyone got curious again.

They felt that even if you get told you’ve got weak kidneys, it shouldn’t make you this depressed.

Because whether you’re actually "weak" or not, isn’t that obvious to yourself at a glance.

"That doctor said I’ve got cystitis, chronic renal failure, told me to hurry up and go to the hospital to get checked, otherwise I’ll end up wrecking my kidneys."

The guy let out a long breath at this point.

"Damn! That serious!!"

"Must be fake!!"

"How about this, Brother Cheng, you go to the hospital and get checked. There’s night clinics; if they really find nothing wrong, then we can expose that fake doctor / fake mystic you’re talking about!"

His buddies around the table all started chiming in.

Ding Cheng downed another glass of liquor.

He was thinking about whether he should go to the hospital for this kind of checkup.

But the other side had gotten everything right.

Sigh.

If only he hadn’t been zoning out at the time.

If he’d just run out and chased after them right away, it would’ve been fine.

Now he had no idea where they were.

At an intersection by the restaurant entrance.

The Meibu County Grand Hotel is visible from that intersection, and it’s not that far.

So after walking for about seven or eight minutes, they arrived at the hotel entrance.

"Dr. Xiao Zhang, Xiaosong, you two have a good rest, we’ll see you tomorrow."

"Zhang Shen, sis-in-law, bye-bye~"

"Dr. Xiaochuan, once you’re done being busy, we’re waiting for you to come guide the work in the Emergency Department~"

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One after another, they said goodbye to Zhang Lingchuan and Song Wanqing.

"Alright, alright, we’ll head out then, everyone go rest early."

Zhang Lingchuan waved his hand.

"Dean Mao, Director Wei, Xiaoxi, we’re leaving too."

Zhang Fu and Gao Yanhua and the others all left.

"Son, get in the car."

Old Wei pulled open the car door.

Mao Qin Qin sat in the front passenger seat.

The couple called out to him.

"Wow, Dad, how are you so farsighted, actually parking the car right at the entrance of the Meibu County Grand Hotel, rest, rest, going home to rest~"

Wei Zixi sprawled out in the back seat like Ge You, completely relaxed.

"Rest? There’s a second round! What are you resting for!"

Mao Qin Qin in the passenger seat dropped a line.

"Huh? What second round? Mom, isn’t it over??"

In an instant, Wei Zixi sat up straight.

His face was full of confusion.

"Over what, today Xiaochuan did that fifty-two-loop umbilical cord torsion repair, our Obstetrics Department is having a group dinner, it’s not over yet, you’re coming with us."

Mao Qin Qin said.

There were quite a few single girls in their Obstetrics Department.

Some of them were pretty interested in this kid.

As the dean, she knew these girls quite well.

If they actually developed feelings for her son, she felt that would be totally fine.

"Come on! Mom! I’m not interested in your OB-GYN get-together at all... I’m not going, not going! I’m going home to sleep!"

As soon as Wei Zixi heard this, he exploded.

He flat-out said he wasn’t going.

Then he said he had zero interest in this kind of gathering and all that.

"Not going? You little punk! What do you think I went to all the trouble of driving the car to the hotel entrance and then walking back for?"

Old Wei stepped on the gas.

A black Volkswagen sedan with a door that had practically been welded shut sped down the streets of Meibu County.

No one knew what happened that night.

All people knew was that the unmarried female comrades of the Meibu County Obstetrics Department were very excited.

The married female comrades all had that "auntie smile" on their faces.

Of course.

At Meibu County People’s Hospital.

Several young guys also came saying they wanted to get checked for renal failure, cystitis and the like.

The Emergency Department doctors asked about their situation.

They told them to come back tomorrow morning and let the specialists examine them.

At night, the night clinic can’t fully check these things, and the relevant doctors aren’t on duty; the results wouldn’t be ready until tomorrow anyway.

Time quickly rolled into the next morning.

"Director Zhang... I’m noticing folks here in Meibu County really like getting an early start."

Today was New Year’s Day.

And again, at seven in the morning, Zhang Lingchuan and Song Wanqing set off.

Director Zhang was in the car too.

Riding along with them.

"I know you young people these days like staying up late and can’t get up in the morning; coming to Meibu County this time has actually corrected a bad habit, huh. Dr. Xiao Zhang, Xiaosong, what time did you go to bed last night?"

Zhang Fu asked with a smile.

This morning he’d gotten a call from Ah Shan.

He said a cattle-raising household in Jiumei Village had a cow calving.

It was currently a difficult birth.

He asked if Dr. Zhang could come over.

Originally, Ah Shan hadn’t wanted to make this call, but Director Zhang had already informed them that tomorrow Dr. Xiaochuan would continue the livestream.

He figured if a cattle farmer ran into trouble now, and President Zhang had said he would come down to help, yet he himself didn’t call, that clearly wouldn’t be right.

"We both went to bed pretty early last night, and we’re feeling alright today."

Zhang Lingchuan answered.

After going back last night, he took a shower and went straight to bed.

Because he’d used up a lot of energy, he slept very soundly.

For an adult, seven or eight hours of sleep a day is already plenty, and he’d slept from four-thirty to seven, so the rest time was more than enough.

"That’s good then. Mainly we didn’t make much of a plan this time, so if a farmer needs help we just head out; today’s village is Jiumei Village, one of the slightly bigger villages under Meite Town."

Yesterday’s Ahala Village only had a few dozen households.

The Jiumei Village they were going to today had two to three hundred households.

It was a large village.

"Oh, oh, so that’s how it is. By the way, is Director Gao off today?"

Zhang Lingchuan noticed that Director Gao didn’t seem to be here.

Only Director Zhang Fu was left.

"Director Gao? As the head of the Culture and Tourism Bureau, she’s definitely gone off to do publicity work. You coming to Meibu County has already stirred up several big events, Xiaochuan; our county’s now going to concentrate a lot of publicity resources on promoting you."

Zhang Fu laughed heartily as he spoke.

"Several big events? What big events?"

Zhang Lingchuan froze for a moment.

"Boiled beef, Cancer dog, umbilical cord torsion fixed with gentle Hand, done with that, step outside the hospital, catch a whiff and boom, diabetic ketoacidosis patient saved again."

Director Zhang Fu recited.

"See? It’s only been one day and we already have a little jingle."

His sincere, admiring eyes looked at Zhang Lingchuan.

Every one of these incidents could be promoted and would have pretty good public impact.

"This jingle actually sounds kind of legit..."

Zhang Lingchuan trailed off.

Who came up with this!

The car kept moving.

"Jiumei Village is a bit closer than Ahala Village, it’s actually an upper and lower pair of villages. Yesterday we originally planned to wrap things up by grabbing a meal in Jiumei Village, but it didn’t work out."

As they chatted, the topic turned to food again.

"We’re easy, food is food wherever you eat it, Director Zhang, no need to make special arrangements."

Zhang Lingchuan smiled.

No need for a big fuss.

Keeping it casual was fine.

"That won’t do, Xiaochuan; you’re our window for showcasing local customs and culture, we have to put out some local specialty dishes."

The time in the car passed quickly.

By eight-twenty.

Their car drove into Jiumei Village.

Through the car window, Zhang Lingchuan saw that even in the cold wind, the onlookers were full of enthusiasm, and he even saw a young woman holding a four- or five-year-old little girl standing among them.

The girl had a cooling patch for fever stuck on her forehead.

Her oval face was flushed, her eyes were especially big, and after Zhang Lingchuan and the others got out, she blinked and stared at the group of them—Zhang Lingchuan, Song Wanqing, and Zhang Fu.

The only pity in that prettiness was the very conspicuous "patient" tag hanging on her head.

As for why it was so clear.

It was because the little girl’s mother brought her up to stand in front of Zhang Lingchuan.

She said that yesterday she’d heard about Ah Yun.

And that her daughter would get headaches from time to time.

They’d taken a lot of Chinese medicine but it hadn’t helped.

They’d even invited a locally very respected Divine Woman to perform rituals to drive out ghosts and made the girl drink Divine Water and all that, but it kept recurring anyway. The Divine Woman said it was a very serious curse that couldn’t be dispelled, they just had to live with it.

So she hoped that after Dr. Zhang helped deliver the neighbor’s calf, he could also feel her daughter’s pulse.

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