Zhuang Xiubai had long been accustomed to Zhou Qiao's disdain and alienation from him, and the sudden loss made him feel distressed.

"I have carefully read Uncle Zhou's physical examination reports in the past three years, and I feel that it is only the capillary constriction caused by the sudden drop in temperature, which leads to insufficient blood supply. The hospital's ambulance is already on its way to your home, Uncle Zhou will be fine." He comforted Zhou Qiao beside him softly.

Zhou Qiao's nervousness was somewhat relieved, after all, Zhuang Xiubai was a professional cardiologist.

Twenty minutes later, the two arrived in the hospital's intensive care room.

Zhuang Xiubai once again put his coat on Zhou Qiao's shoulders, hurriedly went to the locker room to change into a professional sterile gown, and entered the intensive rescue room.

Zhou Qiao, who was isolated on the corridor, shouted at his back in a hurry: "Zhuang Xiubai, please save my father!"

Zhuang Xiubai paused, turned to her and smiled: "It will definitely be, wait for my good news."

Less than three minutes after Zhou's father was pushed down from the ambulance, Zhou's mother, who was supported by two nannies, cried with tears in her eyes.

Zhou Qiao had just experienced Zhao Huan's death seven months ago, and knew the fragility of life, so he hugged Zhou's mother tightly, "Dad will be fine, Zhuang Xiubai said, Dad will be fine-"

"It's going to be fine—" Mother Zhou muttered involuntarily.

The wait was long and painful, and after two hours, the door to the emergency room opened.

A middle-aged woman who looked like a nurse walked out with a case book in her arms, "Zhou Linchuan's family!"

Zhou Linchuan is the name of Zhou Qiao's father,

Zhou Qiao was the first to rush over, "Is my dad okay?"

"The patient had two heart capillaries with narrowness, but fortunately, Dr. Chong was able to save the patient with the most advanced treatment plan from abroad." The nurse took out a bunch of slips and pointed to them for Zhou Qiao to sign. Ь.

Zhou Qiao let out a long sigh, and his hand shook several times when he picked up the pen.

Because Zhou's father was in an unstable condition, he was directly sent to the ICU from the special elevator in the emergency room for observation, and Zhou Qiao and Zhou's mother did not see him.

An hour later, Zhuang Xiubai walked out of the emergency room.

Zhou Qiao found that there was a place on Zhuang Xiubai's forehead and back that was wet.

Presumably, when he had just treated Zhou's father, he experienced a careful movement.

"Uncle Zhou is fine, in order to be safe, he still entered the ICU ward, and if there is no problem after 24 hours, he can be transferred to the general ward."

Zhuang Xiubai's words made Zhou Qiao and Zhou's mother breathe a sigh of relief at the same time.

Zhou Qiao arranged for a nanny to send Zhou's mother home to rest and sit alone in the waiting area outside the ICU ward.

Zhuang Xiubai washed his hands and disinfected them, took off his sterile gown and walked over, "Uncle Zhou will be fine, I'll send you back to sleep first."

"I can't sleep." Zhou Qiao was still wearing Zhuang Xiubai's coat and hiding his face with his hands.

She is an only daughter, and when Zhou's father was pushed into the emergency room, except for Zhou's mother who was crying, she didn't even have a loved one to share her worries.

At this moment, she thought of Zhao Huan.

If Zhao Huan hadn't left, he would definitely be by her side, comfort her, and run for her......

It's a pity that there are no ifs in this world.

I don't know when, Zhuang Xiubai had an extra cup of hot brown sugar ginger tea in her hand and put it under her nose: "Warm your stomach."

"Thank you." She didn't refuse, took it and took a sip.

The heat is ironed into the lungs, and it is indescribably comfortable.

Zhuang Xiubai put his hands behind his head and leaned on the rest chair, "You won't be able to see Uncle Zhou if you stay here, why don't you go back and sleep and recuperate before coming back." I will stay in the intensive care unit and keep a close eye on Uncle Zhou's condition."

"Thank you, Zhuang Xiubai." Zhou Qiao's voice was soft, and his tone was no longer as sharp as before, and he was soft in front of Zhuang Xiubai for the first time.

Zhuang Xiubai turned his eyes and stared at her, "You have already thanked her just now."

"I thanked you for your ginger tea just now, and now I thank you for saving my dad." Zhou Qiao looked at him gratefully.

Zhuang Xiubai was a little flattered, but still said calmly, "Saving lives and helping the injured is a doctor

Besides, Uncle Zhou has always been in charge of me in our hospital. But if you really want to express your gratitude, you can invite me to eat a meal of mutton shabu, Fu Lu Zhai's, the others are not as authentic as his family."

"Okay." Zhou Qiao responded quickly, "When my dad stabilizes, I'll invite you."

Zhuang Xiu's white eyebrows and eyes were a smile that could not be hidden.

The two fell silent.

Unconsciously, Zhou Qiao fell asleep with half-drunk ginger tea in his hands. Ь.

Zhuang Xiubai stared deeply at the woman beside her, stupid.

Zhou Qiao woke up and found that in addition to Zhuang Xiu's white coat on his shoulders, he also had a small black blanket on his knees.

Zhuang Xiubai was still sitting beside her, "Awake." "Wake up." She slowly got up with the back of her chair and rubbed her sore shoulder, "How is my dad?"

"Uncle Zhou has been in the ICU for less than two hours, and a lot of data has not been fed back." Zhuang Xiubai looked at his phone, "It's almost time until nine o'clock, I still suggest you go home first and wait for news."

"I'll go downstairs and catch my breath." Zhou Qiao folded the small blanket, put the coat in Zhuang Xiubai's hand, and slowly walked to the elevator room.

It wasn't until her back disappeared that Zhuang Xiubai withdrew her gaze.

Twenty-four hours later, Zhou's father was transferred from the ICU to the general ward, and Zhou Qiao and Zhou's mother were completely relieved.

Zhuang Xiubai is very dedicated to Zhou's father, whether it is medication or various examinations, he does it himself.

Zhou Qiao has more contacts with Zhuang Xiubai, and he understands Zhuang Xiubai more and more.

Zhuang Xiubai is calm and introverted, has excellent professional knowledge, and has a good upbringing, which is not at all the same way from those crazy bees and butterflies who deliberately tease her.

Her attitude towards Zhuang Xiubai took a 360-degree turn, and she quickly fulfilled her promise and invited Zhuang Xiubai to eat Fuluzhai's mutton shabu.

Zhuang Xiubai happily went, and quietly paid the bill after ordering.

In this chat, Zhou Qiao opened his heart and took the initiative to talk about the few intersections between the two in college.

Zhuang Xiubai smiled bitterly after hearing this, "I don't blame you for having a heart, blame me for appearing too late."

After eating, Zhou Qiao rushed to check out, but was told by the cashier that Zhuang Xiubai had already settled.

Zhou Qiao asked the cashier to pull up the bill from the computer, six hundred and fifty-eight.

Soon, she transferred six hundred and fifty-eight to Zhuang Xiubai on WeChat.

Zhuang Xiubai rejected it, she turned around again, and said to Zhuang Xiubai with a straight face, "If you don't accept it, you will be killed immediately."

"You already regard me as a friend—" Zhuang Xiubai was excited, "If you say yes, I'll take it."

"Isn't it a friend, an old enemy, a sworn enemy?" Zhou Qiao said, "I have more friends, you don't have to be nervous."

"I'll take your transfer right away." Zhuang Xiubai clicked on the WeChat of the mobile phone and collected the money quickly.

Zhou Qiao was relieved. Xiu Shu

After Zhou's father was discharged from the hospital, Zhuang Xiubai ran more often to Zhou's house.

Every time I went to the door, I would bring a small medical instrument, either to measure Zhou's father's blood pressure, or to measure blood sugar and heart rate.

In short, the reasons are good every time.