Chapter 165: I'm afraid that my wife will be in a hurry at home
Zuo Han drove very fast all the way, and when the phone rang, it was directly connected to the Bluetooth in the car.
There was a smile in the voice from the other end, "Xiao Zuo, I also said that I would come to see you after this operation, how did I know that you would leave so soon?" ”
The caller was the director of the Department of General Surgery who was waiting at the emergency door, and he was also the director of the neurosurgery department of Lingxi First Hospital.
"There's something urgent at home." Zuo Han said lightly, "Thank you Director Li today." ”
Li Zhen probably knew something from Guo Qirui, so he didn't ask anything like 'Is there anything more urgent than my mother's admission to the hospital?' and so on.
He only said, "What's the urgency?" If you want me to help, just ask, I have been friends with Guo Qirui for many years, and I will definitely help his beloved apprentice. ”
Zuo Han said, "I'm afraid that my wife will be in a hurry at home, so I'll go back first." My mother's side didn't have much of a problem, and someone soon came to take over the discharge. ”
Li Zhen smiled, "Can't you see that you are still a wife sunflower?" It's good to save Guo Qirui from worrying about your lifelong events all day long. I don't know how long you have been in Lingxi this time? If you have enough time, let's see if you can do a demonstration surgery or something. ”
Zuo Han was silent for a few seconds, but after all, he didn't refuse, but said, "It's only these two days." If there is no suitable surgery, I can come to the lecture, I have been in the precipitation recently, and I happen to be working on a paper with some classic cases that I have done. ”
Li Zhen was immediately happy, "Okay, good! Rest assured, I'll try to find a suitable surgery, oops...... Lao Guo also said that his apprentice is not very good at talking, so don't be surprised, I look at you, you are very talkative. ”
When he ended the call with Li Zhen, Zuo Han's car was already about to drive home.
There is a lot of time delayed in the hospital, plus the round-trip, the time is already late, the road in the countryside, the light is not good, there is a street light far away, and some sections of the road are directly absent.
Only the area where the headlights shine is lit.
In such an environment, people will have a sense of loneliness, and even their hearts will be empty.
Zuo Han didn't feel much about such loneliness, maybe because he was used to it, or maybe because his perception in this regard was a little weak.
But when Zuo Han turned the car onto the road in front of his grandmother's house, it is said that on weekdays, grandma was already asleep at this point, and the road that should be blind with black lights was on at the end of the moment.
The light was bright, but it wasn't warm enough, but it was there impartially, telling him that home was there.
Zuo Han's mood was affected by Qiu Jin's appearance, so his face, which had been expressionless, finally had some ups and downs, as if the arc of his expression had become softer.
The car stopped in the courtyard outside, and Zuo Han walked back to the house.
The lights in the living room are still on, and the TV is playing an advertisement between programs that I don't know what it is.
Zuo Han saw a slender figure nestled on the sofa, with a thin blanket on his body, and he didn't know if he was asleep.
Zuo Han walked up, and saw the sour pear's quiet sleeping face, with long eyelashes falling down, casting a small circle of shadows under the eye sockets.
Grandma's house doesn't have network TV, only ordinary cable TV, so it can't be on-demand, the advertisements between the programs are too long, Cheng Li is sleepy when she looks at it, and she doesn't know when she fell asleep.
But she didn't sleep soundly, at least when a tall black shadow blocked the light in front of her, she quickly woke up.
The dark shadow in front of her was against the light, and she couldn't see his face, but she didn't need to see it clearly to know who it was.
"Zuo Han, when did you come back?" Cheng Li sat up straight and rubbed her eyes.
"Just now." Zuo Han lowered his eyes to look at her, raised his hand, and gently combed a somewhat messy lock of hair on her head.
"Don't call me anything." Cheng Li said.
"Look at you sleeping. Why don't you go in and sleep? Zuo Han asked, according to his original character, he should have stopped here when he asked, but he only paused for a second, and then asked, "Are you waiting for me?" ”
Cheng Li was asked by this, and looked at him with a little embarrassment, but didn't answer him, but asked, "Is she better?" Have you eaten? ”
"Much better." Zuo Han replied, "Not yet, the water and rice have not entered." ”
Cheng Li smiled, "I left you food, it's all warm on the stove, I'll bring it to you, you can wash your hands and eat." ”
Cheng Li said, got up and walked towards the kitchen.
Zuo Han watched her walk into the back of the warm light in the kitchen, and for some reason, there was a feeling in his heart that he was stuffed very full, and he immediately drove away those bad moods that had become bad because of Qiu Jin's appearance.
Zuo Han stepped forward.
Cheng Li was opening the steamer and bringing out a plate of dishes from it.
In the next second, a slender arm circled up from behind, and it looked like a hugging posture from behind.
Cheng Li was stunned, and his movements suddenly stopped, "Zuo Han? ”
"Well, I'll do it." Zuo Han said, "You've had a hard day, let's rest." ”
When Cheng Li heard this, her eyes bent slightly.
The dishes were all served to the table, and Cheng Li couldn't help but feel a little sorry when he looked at the dishes on the plate because of the reheating of the pot.
"The taste should still be similar, but it doesn't look good." Cheng Li said.
Zuo Han didn't care about this, "It doesn't matter. ”
As far as his habit of not wasting food and Cheng Li's cooking skills, Zuo Han is still very confident.
After taking a bite, it tasted really good, Zuo Han raised his eyes and looked at her, "Grandma should be quite satisfied with the meal, right?" ”
Cheng Li smiled and nodded, "Well, she said that the braised pork was delicious, and she added a bowl of rice." I'm afraid she's going to be too greasy and upset, and I'm a little worried. ”
"It's okay, she usually eats lightly, has a healthy diet and structure, and goes vegan one day a week. Eat some greasy once in a while, she has her own count. Zuo Han said.
Cheng Li laughed, "Yes, grandma has her own number, I think you don't count." ”
Cheng Li watched as he soaked the rice into the braised pork soup, mixed it and put it in his mouth.
Hearing Cheng Li's words, Zuo Han looked sideways.
"Huh?" He uttered a questioning syllable, the tip of his tongue poking out of his mouth, and licked the rice on his lips.
Cheng Li waved his hand, "Forget it, it's okay, you eat more." ”
Cheng Li said as he pulled a tissue to wipe the soup off his lips.
Zuo Han didn't move, let her help him wipe it, and he whispered, "Cheng Li, where did I get the bottle of wine back today?" ”
"In the kitchen, how?"
Zuo Han raised his eyes and looked at her, "Let's have a drink." ”