The two walked into Aunt Deng's hospital room while talking, and Warlene asked Zhang Ping: "Based on your experience, does Bai Lao's son actually not want to treat Bai Lao's cataracts?"

"But he can't stop treating it," Aunt Deng answered, "The name of Bai Lao's hero of the Anti-Japanese War is there, he can keep Bai Lao at home and not let him out, but he can't block others from letting him in, cataract is not a fatal major operation, he can't let Bai Lao treat cataract because of Bai Lao's Alzheimer's disease, otherwise he won't want his future." ”

Again, Warlene said no more, the issue involved was not something she could touch.

She heard the title "Director Bai" mentioned on Section Chief Pei's phone, and when she thought of this situation, that "Director Bai" should be the son of Bai Lao.

The noise outside didn't last long, after all, this was the old dry rest ward, and the hospitalized people were all elderly people who needed to rest.

Moreover, there are few people who can live in the old cadres rest ward, and there are few people with simple backgrounds, and it is difficult to say what the consequences will be after a long time.

"Ouch, this is a fuss, it's like a battle. Sister Zhou returned to Aunt Deng's hospital room and picked up scissors to cut the artistic word.

Warren asked Sister Zhou, "How is Bai Lao, did his son return the scissors to him?"

Sister Zhou said: "What can I do if I don't return it to him, only the sharp blade can calm down Bai Lao." ”

"Blade?" Warlene was surprised, "Isn't Bai Lao only cutting paper, and cutting paper needs other things?"

"Paper-cutting is not only with scissors, but also with knives, awls, all sharp tools with blades can be used to cut paper, this is what Director Bai told us," Sister Zhou imagined, "If Bai Lao was born in modern times, then he must be an alternative artist." ”

A few people chatted, and Sister Zhou remembered a question: "Warlene, didn't Section Chief Pei say that the personnel department would come to the two of them, why are you the only one who came, and the other one didn't show up in the morning and didn't come in the afternoon?"

"I don't know," Warleen shook her head, "she lives in the city, I live in the hospital, I don't know how to contact her." ”

Sister Zhou was anxious: "The head nurse said that during the regular meeting, several directors promised to send someone to help, but the four of you came, you have to accompany Bai Lao, Liu Yizhou's case has not been written yet, come late in the afternoon, Lang Shaomin wants to observe the operation, and it is estimated that he will not come today." ”

After all, Zhang Ping was the only one to help full-time, and the celebration was held on Monday, so it was too late in time.

Warlene proposed, "It's okay, I'm fine anyway, I can come and help in the evening." ”

"Not at night," Sister Zhou was even more anxious, "The old man has a light sleep, so he should be absolutely quiet at night." ”

Wallen smiled, she wanted to do her best, but the conditions didn't allow it, and she couldn't help it.

Zhang Ping proposed: "Or, when we get off work, we will each take a job and go back to work, I live at my boyfriend's house, and let his family help do a little, it's better than waiting." ”

"This is also a solution," Aunt Deng agreed, and worried about Zhang Ping, "If you live in someone else's house, will it cause you trouble?"

"No," Zhang Ping was full of confidence, "If his family thinks I'm troublesome, then I'll move out, it's they who begged me to live in their house, and it's not me who I want to live in, and it's not me who is anxious at that time." ”

Aunt Deng sighed: "Today's young people, it's really unusual, they live in the man's house before they get married, if it was in our era, it's too late to hide it, how can you be like you, say it with a big grin, and think it's amazing." ”