The hospital at night is not fully equipped.

Doctors can't diagnose everything.

You can only simply look and smell, measure the temperature, and listen to the heartbeat.

Nothing was found.

The strange thing is that Anyang is fine again now, like a person who has nothing to do.

Bai Ke didn't think it was strange.

Because he had a similar situation when he was a child.

At home, all kinds of headaches, brain fever, and stomach pains, and when I get to the hospital, I will be cured for the most part.

Bai Ke was about to come over tomorrow to continue looking, but the doctor called him aside.

"What, this situation is more common lately......"

"What do you mean?

"It's almost the final exam. ”

Bai Ke smiled: "No, my daughter is not yet 10 years old." ”

"It's like a child, you can feel pressure. ”

Bai Ke thought about it for a while, yes, Anyang is different from other children, she not only has to face teachers and parents, but also her sister.

"Is that really the reason?"

"Well, nine times out of ten, if you don't worry, come back tomorrow to check. ”

"Forget it, you have a point, thank you. ”

On the way back to lead Anyang, Bai Ke deliberately drove slowly on the empty street.

Chat with Anyang.

"The doctor said you should get more sleep. ”

"yes, I haven't slept well in the past few days. ”

"Then I'll sleep more tonight and wake up later tomorrow morning. ”

"But I have class tomorrow. ”

"What kind of class, Yangyang is sick, he should rest for a few days. ”

"It's time for the final exam. ”

"It's okay, just take three days off, if you really don't do well in the exam, you can work hard next time." ”

"But ......"

"Okay, that's it, it's getting late, go home early and go to bed." ”

The next day, Bai Ke asked An Rui to help An Yang take three days off.

In the next few days, Anyang really didn't "get sick" again.

But she couldn't stay up after only two days at home, and got up early in the morning on the third day to follow An Rui to school.

When it came to the final exam, Anyang was not much worse than the previous semester.

Of course, it's still average.

"In the future, let's not let Anyang compare with Anrui......"

Bai Ke privately persuaded Sun Yuan.

"How can you improve without comparison? When I was in middle school, you were always better than me, so I was very energetic, and in the end, weren't we both very good at the college entrance examination?"

"Well, you're a belligerent, who can compare with you. ”

"Go, who's going to fight you. ”

"Besides, it's comparable to be comparable. The gap between Anrui and Anyang is still relatively large. ”

Therefore, on the one hand, we must let Anrui guard against arrogance and rashness, and on the other hand, we must urge Anyang to shorten the gap. ”

"At this point, Yang Yang knows in his heart, let's not put pressure on her on the side, so that she won't have a headache again. ”

"What do you mean? Yangyang is under a lot of pressure when he is sick?"

"The doctor said it mattered. ”

"There's a lot of thought about this little thing. ”

"Of course, if you think about it, we actually had all kinds of thoughts when we were young, but we neglected it a little as parents. ”

"But this can't be done, Yang Yang has a headache for such a trivial matter, what will she do when she comes to society? No, you have to temper her often. ”

"Take your time, let her find pride and boost her self-confidence. ”

Anyang's failure to study does not mean that she has no talent in other aspects.

Slowly discover her strengths, focus on cultivating them, and let her experience a feeling that surpasses most people.

Just like Bai Zong's son An Yi.

Although I didn't study well, I played billiards well.

Last fall, An Yi participated in the provincial billiards amateur championship.

At only 13 years old, he crushed all the way and easily won the championship.

This year, I am also preparing to come to the capital to participate in the national snooker competition.

……

Before the Laba Festival, Chen Kan came early to find Baike.

"Uncle, I won't take your plane this year. ”

"What's wrong? Are you going to leave early?"

"Yes, I don't have a lot of studies this year, so I'll go back early. ”

"Go back and see your Uncle Mu. ”

"Oh, okay, I've heard he's been bothered a lot lately. ”

"Yes, I'll go see him when I go back for the Spring Festival. ”

Mu Rong has been worrying a lot lately.

Under the wise leadership of Section Chief Han sent by the provincial department, there was no progress in the underground judge's case.

The impact of this matter is too great, and someone has to come out and carry the black pot.

Director Cui Chunzeng stepped forward.

Anyway, he will retire in another year, and he will simply take a back seat before the Spring Festival.

Let Section Chief Han serve as the director.

To outsiders, this seems to be the perfect ending, everyone takes what they need, and it doesn't hurt.

But Mu Rong knows that Cui Juqing has been innocent all his life, and he has caused a commotion when he retires.

The problem is that this case is not his responsibility at all.

It was Mu Rong, the deputy director, who was in charge.

It means that he is carrying the black pot for Mu Rong.

At the beginning, Mu Rong was still difficult to accept, so he wanted to jump out and take responsibility.

was scolded back by Cui Ju: "Are you stupid, you? If you are done, how can you eat in this industry?"

"him, uncle, it's a big deal. ”

"Don't do it? You said lightly, you're leaving, what are you going to do with a big group of brothers? You're too selfish, aren't you? ”

"But how can this black cauldron let you carry it, you will retire in another year. ”

"Because I'm about to retire, this black cauldron should be carried by me. Besides, what is black or not, the pension is a lot, and all kinds of benefits have not been reduced. ”

"But Cui Ju, you have been innocent for most of your life, and your reputation will not be ruined when you come here? No, I will ask my father's comrades-in-arms to tell me about it. ”

Mu Rong was in a hurry and almost exposed Lao Lin.

"Your father's comrade-in-arms, when did your father become a soldier?"

"Oh no, it's my dad's brother's comrade-in-arms. ”

"Forget it, don't look for it. The most important thing for us at the moment is to stabilize the team. I told you, I've been on the back burner for this time, if you don't bring the team well, look back and see how I clean you up!"

As soon as Chen Kan arrived home, he hurried to visit Mu Rong in the bureau.

The office was quiet, a little different from the lively atmosphere of the past.

Could it be that at the end of the year, everyone's minds are heavier?

Mu Rong was also buried in the pile of documents, frowning and looking at it.

He also wears glasses on his face.

Chen Kan took a closer look and couldn't help but exclaim: "I'll go! Uncle, why are you still dazzled?"

Mu Rong took off his glasses: "What's the matter? I'm nearly half a hundred years old, isn't it normal for my eyes to be spent?"

"What's normal? Reading glasses, reading glasses, people only spend their eyes when they are old, you are still middle-aged. ”

"Hehe, it's not much, it's fifty or sixty degrees. The main thing is that this information is too small. ”

"What's the big case lately?"

"With such a large population in our city, when will there be no big cases?"

"Seems like this is extraordinary. ”

As he spoke, Chen Kan came over.

Mu Rong hurriedly pressed the book and put it on his face: "Sit down!" This is the bureau, don't ask if you have nothing to do." ”