Rebirth Era: After the Beautiful Sister-in-law Refuses to Open Business

Jiang Yuanzheng said this sincerely. Hearing this, Song Lan smiled and didn't dwell on the "thank you" in the other person's mouth. She said:

"Uncle Jiang, you are the elder. Please stop using honorifics in front of a junior like me. Otherwise, I will feel uncomfortable all over."

Seeing Song Lan's serious expression, Jiang Yuanzheng was startled at first, then nodded: "Okay." He used the respectful title for the little girl because he felt that the little girl deserved it. After all, his family knew what kind of situation his old man was.

If surgery could be performed to save the old man from suffering, his family would have already invited the best brain specialist in the country to perform the operation.

But it was simply impossible. We asked experts for consultation several times, but the results were always the same. There was no guarantee that the old man could get off the operating table safely.

Well, even if you can get off the operating table safely, experts cannot guarantee that there will be no sequelae.

For example, memory loss, slow reaction, or even dementia and other problems.

Based on this, not only did the family members not want the old man to take the risk, but the old man himself was also unwilling to undergo the surgery.

It’s not that the old man is afraid of not being able to get off the operating table, but that he is worried that he will suffer from sequelae and become a burden to the whole family.

In other words, if you die on the operating table, it will be the end of everything. You won't have to suffer, and your family members will just be sad for a while, and once they recover, everything will return to normal.

In this way, the shrapnel that remained in the old man's brain in his early years has never been removed. It is not difficult to imagine that the old man has suffered a lot from that thing for many years.

At first I could still handle it on my own, but in the past ten years, I have been almost dependent on painkillers.

And the amount of painkillers is also increasing.

In short, the shrapnel remaining in the old man's brain really tortured him badly!

Closer to home.

Song Lan gave Jiang Yuanzheng a few words of advice, said goodbye to Old Man Jiang, nodded to Jiang Yuanzheng, and then left the ward.

……

After returning to the office, before Song Lan sat down in the office chair, the landline phone suddenly rang.

"Hey……"

Picking up the microphone, Song Lan just spoke when she heard the voice of Mr. Jiang coming from the receiver. A smile immediately appeared on her face and she said:

"Okay, I'll go to the compound early in the morning on New Year's Eve, and then go to the train station with you to pick up my parents...

Don't worry, I can get away, okay? Grandpa Jiang is recovering very well, and it won't be a problem for him to be discharged from the hospital a week after the New Year, huh? His condition is very stable now, and he has not shown any abnormal symptoms...

Yes, I just returned to the office from Grandpa Jiang's ward. Uncle Jiang will be accompanying me tonight. Yes, I know... OK, that's it. Grandpa, remember to say hello to Grandma for me... Make sure you're on time. Bye!"

After ending the call, Song Lan put the receiver back on the landline, and casually took out a pen from the drawer of her desk. She uncapped the pen and made a note of Mr. Jiang's current physical condition.

I don't know how much time passed when there was a knock on the door outside the office.

"Please come in!"

Song Lan didn't even raise her head as she spoke casually, her hands still busy.

"Doctor Song."

Pushing open the door, Mu Ting's voice rang out.

Song Lan had just finished writing the last word. She looked up at the other person when she heard the voice: "It's Doctor Mu, sit down." After closing the pen cap, Song Lan stood up and prepared to pour a cup of hot water for Mu Ting. Unexpectedly, as Mu Ting walked in, there was someone following him.

Seeing this, Song Lan smiled and greeted: "Doctor Qiu is here too, come in and sit down, I'll pour you and Doctor Mu a cup of hot water to warm your hands."

There is heating in the office, but this winter in Beijing is particularly cold. Even if you walk in the hospital corridor, if you are not dressed thickly enough, you will definitely feel so cold that you will want to rub your hands and stamp your feet to drive away the cold.

"I don't know what's going on. This winter is particularly cold. Doctor Mu and I shivered a lot when we walked in the corridor."

Qiu Mingxuan rubbed his hands and said.

Mu Ting glanced at him calmly: "You are the one who is shivering, not me."

"Are you sure? Doctor Song, if you have a mirror, you might as well take a good look at yourself and see how frozen your ears and nose are."

Hearing Qiu Mingxuan say this, Mu Ting rubbed his ears involuntarily, then pinched his nose, but did not respond to Qiu Mingxuan's words.

"You came here because..."

There was doubt in Song Lan's smiling eyes.

"I came here to ask you a few questions about brain nerve tissue. Unexpectedly, Dr. Qiu came to find me and learned that I was coming to see you, so he followed me."

Mu Ting stated his purpose.

Qiu Mingxuan said: "Doctor Song, I also have a few questions I would like to ask you."

"Although I am here on secondment, we are real colleagues before I return to my original unit. Please don't be polite with me and ask for advice. In my opinion, we should discuss problems and make progress together."

Song Lan asked them to sit down and poured them a cup of hot water on the table.

“Yes, yes, we are making progress together.”

Qiu Mingxuan agreed with a smile on his face.

Mu Ting didn't say anything, but nodded, agreeing with what Song Lan said.

Soon, the office was filled with the sound of three people discussing issues related to neurosurgery and thoracic surgery, but most of the talking was done by Song Lan, while Mu Ting and Qiu Mingxuan either listened quietly or asked questions.

Time passed, and every time Mu Ting and the others got an explanation from Song Lan about a question they had asked, a smile could not help but appear in their voices.

"Dr. Song, thank you so much! After your explanation, I suddenly understood everything. To be honest, your knowledge in medicine is far beyond my reach!"

After Song Lan finished explaining the questions that Mu Ting and the others wanted to ask, Qiu Mingxuan thanked her immediately and then started to flatter Song Lan.

Mu Ting rolled his eyes involuntarily when he heard this, thinking that his friend was a flatterer. But when he spoke, he couldn't help but praise Song Lan, saying, "Dr. Song is indeed almighty!"

Looking at his raised thumb, Song Lan smiled and shook her head. She said, "Learning never ends. How can I be worthy of what Doctor Mu said?"

The "all-rounder" mentioned by Mu Ting undoubtedly refers to the fact that Song Lan is a well-deserved "general practitioner".

It can treat both internal medicine and surgical diseases, and its skills in both Chinese and Western medicine are difficult for doctors in the industry to match.

It is no exaggeration to say that we can only look up to it!

"I think Dr. Song deserves it. You don't need to be modest."

Qiu Mingxuan said with a smile.

“No modesty.”

Song Lan smiled and changed the subject: "Is Doctor Qiu busy recently?"

"I performed an operation the day before yesterday, and I need to perform another one tomorrow afternoon. This is basically the end of my work before the New Year." Qiu Mingxuan's voice was gentle, and he asked, "Where does Doctor Song plan to spend the New Year?"

"It's in Jing City."

Song Lan responded.

Hearing this, Qiu Mingxuan didn't know what he was thinking about. He asked again, "Is Mr. Chen Dr. Song's grandfather?"

"Ah."

Song Lan nodded slightly.

"Then you want to spend the New Year with Mr. Chen."

Qiu Mingxuan used a declarative sentence.

"I have other family members and we should get together for a reunion dinner on New Year's Eve."

It has been a while since I last saw my two sons, Dabao and Erbao. To be honest, Song Lan misses the two little guys very much.

"It's getting late. If Dr. Song is going back to the dormitory, Dr. Qiu and I will be on our way..."

Mu Ting's voice suddenly sounded. Hearing this, Qiu Mingxuan said, "Yes, Doctor Song, it is indeed getting late. Doctor Mu and I can just take you downstairs to the dormitory."

"Do you think the hospital is a den of dragons and tigers?"

Song Lan looked teasing as she said, "Our hospital's staff dormitory is not far away. It only takes about ten minutes to walk from the outpatient building. There are street lights along the way. Besides, it's not particularly late now."

Although she said this, Song Lan stood up. She simply tidied up her desk and saw Mu Ting and Qiu Mingxuan standing up at the same time. She continued, "Let's go. Thank you Doctor Mu and Doctor Qiu for seeing me off!"

There was a hint of smile in her tone, which made Mu Ting and the other man seem a little uncomfortable.

Mu Ting covered his lips with his fist and coughed lightly, then nodded and walked out of Song Lan's office first.

"How long are you going to stand here?"

At the bottom of the male staff dormitory, Qiu Mingxuan stamped his feet and said, "Doctor Song has already entered the dormitory building. If we stand here any longer, I will definitely freeze into a popsicle."

"I didn't hold you back."

Glancing at Qiu Mingxuan, Mu Ting walked into the corridor.

Qiu Mingxuan hurriedly jogged to catch up.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Mu Ting took out the key and opened the dormitory door. Before he could close the door, Qiu Mingxuan squeezed in and looked at him for a moment. Mu Ting then closed the dormitory door casually.

"Why don't you speak?"

After waiting for a long time for Mu Ting to speak, Qiu Mingxuan could not help but frowning.

"What do you want me to say?"

Mu Ting sat down on the bed and looked at Qiu Mingxuan with raised eyebrows.

"Play dumb."

Qiu Mingxuan sat on a chair in front of the desk. He rolled his eyes at Mu Ting and said, "Didn't I tell you before that if you like someone, go after them. As for whether you can catch up with her, how can you know if you don't try?"

"When did you say that?"

Mu Ting said this calmly. Qiu Mingxuan naturally knew what he meant. But before Qiu Mingxuan could speak, Mu Ting's voice rang out again: "Why don't you chase after her?"

"..."

Qiu Mingxuan was stunned.

After a long while, he pulled the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "I know myself well."

"It's good that you think so."

Mu Ting said this in a nonchalant tone. Hearing this, Qiu Mingxuan was unhappy and asked, "What do you mean? Do you think I am dirty and therefore I have self-awareness? I want to hear the truth."

"Then you should listen carefully."

Meeting Qiu Mingxuan's eyes, Mu Ting said seriously, "Doctor Song is married."

"What? I don't understand. Please say it again."

Qiu Mingxuan picked his ears, and then his expression became particularly serious.

"Dr. Song is not only married, but also has a pair of twin sons."

Mu Ting felt a little sad. He overheard Dean Su mention it yesterday. He couldn't tell what he felt at that moment. Until he returned to his own office from Dean Su's office, he felt a sense of loss sweeping over his body.

She is several years younger than him, but she is not only married, but she also has a child... I just don't know what kind of man would be lucky enough to marry her...

"…Dr. Song is really amazing. Not only is his professional ability impeccable, but he is also better than most people in terms of life. He has solved two major life issues at such a young age. He is really quick in action!"

Qiu Mingxuan's tone was obviously sour: "I don't know who was so lucky to marry Dr. Song and let Dr. Song give birth to a child for him so early."

He paused and asked, "Who did you hear this from?"

"The dean mentioned it accidentally."

Mu Ting responded.

"Why would the dean mention this in front of you?"

Qiu Mingxuan was puzzled.

"I went to the dean's office and happened to see the dean hanging up the phone. Then he casually said that Dr. Song was blessed to have given birth to two children in one pregnancy."

Being able to give birth to two babies is indeed a blessing, but the mother will undoubtedly suffer a lot during pregnancy, and it is quite dangerous during delivery.

If his other half had such a blessing as being pregnant with twins, he would rather be childless all his life than let his other half take the risk and suffer too much during pregnancy!

Qiu Mingxuan stood up, walked forward and patted Mu Ting on the shoulder: "It seems that we can only be friends now!"

Taking his hand back, Qiu Mingxuan smiled and said, "But this is also good, right?"

It is a rare blessing for anyone to be friends with a medical leader like Dr. Song.

He and his good friend happened to know Dr. Song and were already familiar with him. They told others that they were friends with Dr. Song, and believed that the other party would not deny it.

"……Um."

After hesitating for a moment, Mu Ting nodded.

"Let's go, take a shower and go to bed early."

Waving to Mu Ting, Qiu Mingxuan left.

-

In the blink of an eye, it was New Year's Eve.

Song Lan has two days off, one is New Year's Eve and the other is New Year's Day.

At this moment, Song Lan took the bus to the compound where the Chen family lived early in the morning.

"Hello, aunt."

After contacting Mr. Chen through the comrade on duty at the gate and confirming his identity, Song Lan was allowed to enter the compound.

She followed the route she saw last time when she was sitting in Grandpa Chen's car and arrived at the gate of Chen's courtyard accurately. Unexpectedly, she met Zhang Hua walking out of the gate.

Out of politeness, Song Lan greeted the other party as soon as he opened his mouth.

The one who responded to her was Zhang Hua's indifferent glance.

Song Lan watched the other person pass by her without feeling awkward at all. She walked into the yard, and as soon as her figure appeared in the living room, she immediately heard the smiling voices of Mr. and Mrs. Chen.

"Lanlan is here!"

"Ah."

"Come and sit!"

Old Mrs. Chen waved at Song Lan with a kind smile.

"Your parents have already boarded the train and will arrive at the station at three o'clock in the afternoon. After lunch, rest at home for half an hour, and then we will set off to the train station to pick them up."

After Song Lan sat down, Mr. Chen smiled gently and said, "Okay."

"I have said hello to your Grandpa Lu, and he will lend us his car this afternoon. We will have two cars, which will definitely be enough for your parents."

Upon learning that Mr. Chen wanted to borrow his private car to pick up someone at the train station, and that the person he was picking up was a family member related to Song Lan, Mr. Lu said nothing.

He greeted his full-time driver and asked him to drive directly to the Chen family after lunch so that they could set off together with Mr. Chen's car.

"Thank you, Grandpa!"

Song Lan said sincerely. Hearing this, Old Man Chen waved his hand casually: "Why are you being polite to me, your grandfather? Your parents are my son and daughter-in-law.

Your child is my good great-grandson, and your significant other is my grandson-in-law. I am just going to the train station to pick up my family. I am very happy in my heart!"