nostalgic

At the end of the third floor, in the office of the vice president of Qingchuan Sanatorium, there was a lot of controversy because of Tang Yun's request.

"There are many excellent in-service doctors in the hospital. Why did Ms. Tang choose Zhou Shuyi? I really don't understand this!" Ji Huanyu, the director of the personnel department who has been employed for eight years, alluded to Dr. Zhou's mediocre medical skills.

"Where is so much nonsense? Just do as Miss Tang tells you." Bai Nanchuan cast a dissatisfied glance at the middle-aged man opposite him who would never learn to wink.

"Zhou Shuyi didn't even say hello when she left her job back then, presumably because she was dissatisfied with the people and things in the nursing home. I guess it would be difficult." Ji Huanyu expressed his worries with his two thin legs crossed.

"Why do young people look like this now! How difficult is it to say hello? How can you know if you don't try?" Bai Nanchuan's dyed and distorted black hair swayed up and down with the fierce words.

"Okay, okay, I'll go to the archives to check Zhou Shuyi's information, I'm just talking about my opinion, why are you so angry!" Seeing Bai Nanchuan's excitement, Ji Huanyu's tone softened.

"Let me just say, that Zhou Shuyi was so arrogant that she asked Ms. Tang to contact her personally." Two or ten minutes later, Ji Huanyu handed over the portfolio with Zhou Shuyi's name on it to Tang Yun.

"Then I'll make the contact." After hearing this, Tang Yun took out the information from the file bag and called Zhou Shuyi according to the above contact information.

"Dididi..." The phone rang a few times and was picked up immediately.

"Hey, who are you looking for?" Zhou Shuyi's light and soft voice came from the receiver next to her ear, and Tang Yun was instantly attracted by this woman she had never met before.

"Doctor Tang, I'm Tang Wen's daughter, Tang Yun. Qingchuan Nursing Home intends to hire you to continue working. I wonder if you have this intention?" Tang Yun carefully considered her words.

"I'm currently living in Hengshi. It's not a problem to go back to work in Qingchuan Nursing Home under the premise of a reasonable salary. But on this basis, I have an additional condition. I need Ms. Tang to come to Hengshi to pick me up in person to show my sincerity. , May I ask if such a request is acceptable to Ms. Tang?" Zhou Shuyi explained the request neatly on the phone.

"Yes, when is convenient for you?" Tang Yun responded immediately.

"At one o'clock in the afternoon on Saturday, see you at No. 31, Zhongming Road, Hengshi." Zhou Shuyi immediately gave the exact meeting time.

For some reason, the moment Tang Yun put down the phone, she suddenly had the illusion that Zhou Shuyi had been standing there waiting to be summoned.

"Sure enough, the business of drama makes people more or less nervous." Tang Yun couldn't help laughing at herself after recovering.

Snowflakes fell in the hazy sky, and the roof was covered with large flakes of white snow. The snow plow truck passed the snow-covered road, and the road was turned into a puddle of mud by the deicing agent.

Qi Ming intended to send Qi Jing to Qingchuan Nursing Home the day before Zhou Shuyi's meeting with Tang Yun, but he did not expect such bad weather.

In the afternoon, Tang Yun had a simple dinner at the restaurant near Qi Ming's house, killing a few ten minutes.

When it was a quarter of an hour to the hour, Tang Yun saw Qi Ming's wife walking out slowly with Qi Jing on her arm. Qi Jing's eyes were dull, her forehead was tilted to her shoulder weakly, and Qi Ming's faithful and simple wife pursed her lips forbearance. There was a thick fog.

"Yunyun, you've been waiting for a long time." Qi Ming's wife showed a guilty expression on her face.

"I just arrived too." Tang Yun replied in a daze.

The silver-haired Qi Ming rushed to the front to open the car door for his wife and daughter. Qi Ming's wife arranged her daughter carefully and watched Tang Yun drive the father and daughter to the border of Qingchuan, which is three hundred miles away.

After Tang Wen passed away, Tang Yun inherited the Qiantang Nursing Home in Qingchuan City. Before that, Tang Yun mentioned it occasionally when Tang Wen answered the phone, and thought it was a very distant thing.

Tang Wen's sudden departure caused Tang Yun to shoulder many responsibilities overnight, and only then did Tang Yun understand how luxurious the freedom to immerse herself in the world of drama was.

"Yun Yun, do you want to ask me about Jian Lai?" Qi Ming saw Tang Yun wanting to speak a few times, but stopped directly poking at the heart of the matter.

"Yes, Uncle Qi, I really want to ask you about Jian Lai, but I don't know where to start." Tang Yun no longer concealed her intention.

"After the scandal happened that year, Jane Lai's mental state was very bad. After the Jane's aunt returned to China, she contacted your father. Your father took Jane Lai to the Qingchuan Sanatorium for treatment by Dr. Zhou. From admission to recovery, it took about the same amount of money. It took three years." Qi Ming briefly explained what happened to Tang Yun.

"Was Jane Lai so seriously ill at the time?" Tang Yun tried to find the answer in Qi Ming's expression.

"In the beginning, it was only to the extent that careful psychological counseling was needed, and everything was within the controllable range, but just the night before being admitted to the hospital, Jane Lai's condition suddenly turned viciously, and the whole person quickly fell into a state of extreme madness." Qi Ming stared at the empty road outside the car window and narrated.

"Can Dr. Zhou find out the reason why Jane Lai's condition worsened?" Tang Yun asked after turning off the radio whose volume had been turned down.

"Doctor Zhou must have found the reason, but it's just a patient's secret, how could a psychiatrist tell outsiders so easily?" Qi Ming seemed to know everything about Zhou Shuyi's temperament early in the morning.

"You're right. Keeping secrets for patients is the most basic virtue of a psychologist." After hearing Qi Ming's explanation, Tang Yun stopped asking.

"I'm sorry to trouble you about asking Zhou Shuyi for Qi Jing, and I know in my heart that this request is unreasonable, but Qi Jing really needs such a doctor now." Hastily entrusted the theater to her, and recently made her too busy with family affairs. The girl who was properly protected when Tang Wen was alive is now being manipulated so roughly by the Uncle Qi in his mouth.

"It's just a trip. When I called Dr. Zhou, Dr. Zhou agreed with the matter almost without thinking. The additional condition is not too harsh if measured by Qi Jing's health." Tang After finishing speaking, Yun raised her hand and took a breath.

Qi Ming leaned against the car window and didn't answer any more. Tang Yun saw Qi Ming's dazed eyes from the rearview mirror, and knew that he had fallen into his unique spiritual world at this moment.

"Uncle Qi, we're here." Tang Yun reminded softly, Qi Ming came back to his senses and shook Qi Jing's shoulder, Qi Jing slowly raised her head and looked at the strange place.

"Get out of the car." Qi Ming pushed open the car door and bowed his waist to help the frail girl. Tang Yun wanted to reach out to support Qi Jing's other arm, but was scared by Qi Jing's defensive eyes and withdrew her hand.

Tang Yun accompanied Qi Ming to check in for Qi Jing. After the routine physical examination, the three of them came to Qi Jing's room together accompanied by the staff.

The lights on the ceiling were turned on, and the warm light dilutes the blue night outside the window.

"The living conditions here are much better than in the past." Qi Ming looked around carefully, and his eyes fell on his daughter who was leaning against the corner of the wall with a pillow in his arms.

Qi Jing's dim eyes looked around uneasily. The simple and plain cotton clothes in the nursing home covered her thin bones like a robe, making her look much weaker.

"Yun Yun, let's go." Qi Ming pulled his long-stop gaze away from Qi Jing, and pushed open the door with great determination.

Qi Jing stepped back with her eyes wide open when she heard the door being pushed, her thin back pressed against the white wall, as if she wanted to melt her body into the cold concrete building.