Chapter 1618: You Are My Little Love Song (185)

Chapter 1618: You Are My Little Love Song (185)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Shi Niange ate the porridge as she looked at the test results Wen Ke brought back. It was not a big problem. It was the same issue as always; she had an irregular diet.

Recently, her condition had been especially poor because she had not had a good sleep since returning. Her body was indeed slightly overloaded, and the doctor advised her to rest more.

After taking the medicine, Shi Niange asked, "Will I be staying in the hospital tonight?"

"The doctor said it's best to observe for a night. There's a gas in the medicine you'll be taking later that can detect other symptoms in the stomach. We'll be able to check it tomorrow morning. Although it's not a big problem, since we're here, it's best to check it all."

Seeing that Shi Niange was deep in thought, Wen Ke said, "Lele should be asleep by now. She won't be able to see you if you go back. Why don't you rest in the hospital? I'll arrange a quieter ward for you upstairs. This is Hai City Central Hospital. There are also high-class wards. As long as there are empty rooms, you can go there."

"It's fine. I'm not picky. I can do stay here."

"That won't do. You are the CEO of Shida Group. How can you stay here?"

Shi Niange smiled. "You speak as though Shida Group is very powerful. I feel that I'm not as good as those office workers who go to work on time. At the very least, I don't have to consider too much after work. I don't have so much responsibility to shoulder."

Wen Ke also smiled and didn't refute her. He turned around and went to find someone to arrange a ward for her.

She was only resting here for a night. What was there to arrange? However, since he had already gone, Shi Niange did not say much. She leaned against the wall and closed her eyes for a while.

After taking the medicine, Wen Ke took her to the ward upstairs. This floor had a high-class consulting room and a high-class ward. It seemed that some doctors on duty in this hospital would occasionally return to this floor to rest.

Shi Niange fell asleep in this ward. She slept until in the middle of the night and woke up a little dazed. Then she remembered that she was in the hospital. The hospital corridor was very quiet, but she was a little thirsty. Even though Wen Ke was an elder, he was still a man, so he didn't accompany her. He must have found a breakroom on the first floor to rest.

She got up and went downstairs to see if there were any bending machines selling water. She walked around the corridor and then went downstairs to take a look.

When she passed by the nurses' station, she heard a nurse chatting.

"The patient in Bed 27 of Ward 9 is in a critical condition again. He has been coughing up blood. Previously, Director Zhang was about to give up, but this person is a relative of the director's family. Now, he has been sick even with money and medicine. Sigh, just looking at him makes me suffer...."

"Who's on duty tonight? Director Zhang?"

"No, Doctor Qin is on shift today. He seems to have something to attend to in a few days, so he has been on shift for the past few days. Right now, he's still on the sixteenth floor. He'll come to visit at night."

"Wow, Doctor Qin is on shift today? Why didn't you tell me earlier? I didn't put on any makeup tonight!"

"What makeup? Even if you become a fairy, Doctor Qin won't take another look at you, okay?"

"You don't understand. He knows how to preserve his strength. If I walk beautifully in front of Doctor Qin every day, he will definitely remember me."

"...You wish. Doctor Qin usually doesn't come to this floor. Even if the on-call room is here, he doesn't come. He just stays on the sixteenth floor or in the emergency room."

The young nurses continued chatting in a daze. Shi Niange did not listen.

She turned to look at the elevator.

This was the 22nd floor.

Doctor Qin.

Hai City Central Hospital.

After returning to the country, she did not investigate which hospital Qin Siting was in, but she seemed to have heard that he was in the central hospital.

Could the Doctor Qin they were talking about be Qin Siting?

She walked toward the elevator and pressed the sixteenth floor.

The elevator stopped on the sixteenth floor. She paused for two seconds before walking out. At this time, it was three in the morning. The hospital was really quiet.

She saw the sign on the wall. This floor was the consulting room of the internal medicine specialist. It was already so late, and it was even quieter.

The hospital was very big. All the doors in the corridor were closed, but the lights were very bright. With one glance, she could see all the consulting rooms.

Only the door in the middle of the room was open. She could hear the faint sound of people talking inside. She walked over step by step and stood outside the consultation room, listening to the voices inside.

"Recently, I've been feeling a lot of pain in my heart. I can't tell if it's from the pain or something else. It feels like my heart is being pressed down. It's really uncomfortable," a middle-aged auntie said softly.

Qin Siting's gentle and clear voice then rang out: "We took a look at your scans. It's a case of coronary sclerosis and heart disease, causing serious damage to heart function. If you still don't go to the hospital, if it's serious..., you might suffer from heart failure or sudden death at any time."

"Ah? It's so serious... I... I still have a grandson to take care of. The children are all working overseas. If I'm hospitalized, there won't be anyone to take care of the children. Doctor Qin, can't you prescribe some special medicine for me to treat myself at home? Even expensive medicine will do."

Qin Siting was silent for a moment. "Auntie, you should have been here last month. Back then, you said the same thing. Because you were too insistent, I prescribed you medicine and told you to have a light diet, eat more fiber, and not eat spicy food. But did you do all of that?"

"I did it."

"So, even if you manage to do it, you'll still have a relapse. This means that your illness can't be treated at home. You have to be hospitalized for treatment." Qin Siting's voice was very cold, but he was already considered polite to an old aunt who doted on her grandson. "Earlier, you did a dynamic electrocardiogram, nucleus cardiomyopathy, ultrasound, biochemical examination, and CT scan. You can see all the results yourself. Whether you want to be hospitalized depends on your own will. Do you want to continue taking care of your grandson or live for a few more years? You choose."

The consultation room fell into a dead silence. The old lady began to hesitate.

Shi Niange stood outside the door and listened for a while. She found that Qin Siting was still the same person who appeared cold and strong on the surface but was actually very warm on the inside. She carefully poked her head into the gap of the door and looked inside. She saw that Qin Siting was sitting there in a white coat, holding a pen in one hand and holding the various results and films of the patient in the other. His gaze was cold and serious.

"Give me a night to consider."

"Sure." Qin Siting put down the things in his hand. He suddenly felt as though he had sensed someone's gaze and turned to look at the door.