Chapter 3346

She turned and looked at Li Desan. Zhao Desan was looking at Yang Meixia with an eager gaze. It could be said that, at present, Yang Meixia was the only life-saving straw Zhao Desan had to show off in front of Sister Wu!

Yang Meixia gave a brilliant smile and ignored Head Nurse Yan's warning, still saying to Zhao Desan, "You wait here for me for a moment, I'm going to see Dean Wang!"

Zhao Desan nodded, pinning all his hopes on this beautiful old classmate, and stood there waiting for Yang Meixia's news. Not long after, Yang Meixia returned and told Zhao Desan that Dean Wang had already agreed to yield the number 30 high-ranking cadre ward for Zhao Desan to stay in.

Zhao Desan was very grateful, and at the same time, he couldn't help but secretly admire Yang Meixia's influence. He thought that people working at the Provincial Federation of Trade Unions were indeed different. Although she might just be a small fry at the Provincial Federation of Trade Unions, the fact that she carried the words "Provincial Committee" on her meant her influence was already a huge step above the words "Chanba Development Zone." Realizing that even being a local tyrant in the district was still a far cry from a small figure in the province, Zhao Desan thought to himself that sooner or later, he must also enter the Provincial Committee!

Yang Meixia's success also left Head Nurse Yan, who was on the side, feeling incredibly surprised. She only knew that Yang Meixia worked at the Provincial Federation of Trade Unions. The Federation of Trade Unions sounded good in name, but in reality, it was just a clean, powerless office with no real authority. However, this Yang Meixia from the Provincial Federation of Trade Unions had gone to Dean Wang and managed to get the high-ranking cadre ward reserved by the Municipal Party Committee Secretary yielded. It was evident that Yang Meixia's influence was immense and beyond imagination. Being able to settle the Municipal Party Committee Secretary in an instant was truly not something an ordinary person could do. Head Nurse Yan couldn't help but harbor suspicions about the identity and background of this beautiful girl, Yang Meixia. Of course, Zhao Desan was unaware of all this.

Since the high-ranking cadre ward had been secured by Yang Meixia, Head Nurse Yan had no choice but to arrange for a nurse to go and open the ward, letting Zhao Desan move his daily necessities in, waiting only for Wu Min to come out after her appendectomy to move in directly.

The true face of this number 30 high-ranking cadre ward made Zhao Desan have to feel that the treatment of big leaders was indeed different. Even when sick and hospitalized, they enjoyed medical conditions of a much higher grade than ordinary people. The layout and facilities inside were almost the same as a luxury hotel suite, with inner and outer rooms, a private bathroom, a quiet infusion room, and a spacious reception room. Damn it, it was practically a family hospital, damn!

Zhao Desan was very satisfied with all this. After coming out, he saw Yang Meixia again and couldn't help but say excitedly, "Old classmate, I am truly grateful. If there is an opportunity, you come to our Chanba Development Zone to play, and I will definitely host a banquet for you at the most grand hotel in the district to welcome you!"

Yang Meixia gave a playful smile and said, "It's been five or six years since graduation, and you are still so glib! You haven't changed at all!"

Zhao Desan scratched his scalp in embarrassment and said with a grin, "I'm not being glib, I'm speaking from the heart. Today's matter is truly thanks to you, old classmate."

The two chatted for a while. Zhao Desan learned that Sister Wu's surgery was almost finished and he had to get busy, so he suggested they exchange mobile phone numbers. Yang Meixia saved Zhao Desan's number while saying, "I work in the city, you can call me anytime! I'm going to deliver medicine to my mother first!" As she spoke, she turned and left.

Zhao Desan watched Yang Meixia's departing back, his eyes shining, and he fell into a daze. It had been five or six years, and this rich, beautiful woman was still the same as she was in university. Her figure, her looks—any man would be moved. After watching her graceful, tall figure disappear at the stairwell, Zhao Desan suddenly thought that he had forgotten to ask if she was married. If she wasn't married, maybe he could still flirt with her. If he could find a girl from the Provincial Federation of Trade Unions to develop into his wife, that would also be a wonderful thing.

Five or six minutes after Yang Meixia left, Wu Min was pushed out of the operating room and directly into the high-ranking cadre ward. An appendectomy was actually a very minor surgery. Although she had been given anesthesia, it was only local anesthesia with a very small dosage. Wu Min's mind was very clear. Seeing that she was staying in a high-ranking cadre ward, a faint smile appeared on her weak face. She looked gently at Zhao Desan beside her and nodded with a smile, expressing her approval of Zhao Desan's performance.

Seeing that Sister Wu approved of his efforts, Zhao Desan felt gratified, but at the same time, a trace of depression vaguely arose in his heart. He felt that he was, after all, a division-level cadre, the head of the District Construction Committee, so why was he spending his days doing things like serving others?

Although Sister Wu, after moving into the high-ranking cadre ward, told Zhao Desan to go back to the district to attend to his unit's affairs, fearing it would affect his work, Zhao Desan knew in his heart that Sister Wu was almost completely without connections in the city. Of course, the Organization Department Minister of the Municipal Party Committee, He Fengnian, only coveted Sister Wu's beauty, and Sister Wu couldn't possibly tell him that she had just finished surgery and was hospitalized. Judging from Zhao Desan's experience with countless women, Sister Wu, a woman now sick and hospitalized in Xijing without connections, must be longing for a man to stay by her side to take care of her. Therefore, Zhao Desan decided to temporarily put his unit's work aside and focus on taking care of Sister Wu in the hospital. This was a good opportunity for him to perform, and he absolutely could not miss it. So, under his repeated insistence, Sister Wu let him stay.

In the evening, Wu Min's condition had stabilized. Zhao Desan consulted her opinion, saying, "Sister Wu, should we notify your family and the leaders of the district government?"

Wu Min thought for a moment and said, "Let's forget it. Since things are such a coincidence, falling ill in the city, with you here to take care of me, let's not let others know. Besides, this isn't a major illness, it doesn't matter. I'll stay for a few days and then go back."

Zhao Desan said, "Alright then, I won't tell anyone else."

As he spoke, Zhao Desan walked over, took an apple, and peeled it for Sister Wu. While handing it to her, he asked, "Sister Wu, what would you like to eat? I'll go buy it for you."

Seeing Zhao Desan caring for her so much, a warm current surged in Wu Min's heart. Her eyes sparkled with emotion, and she smiled and said, "I just want to drink some millet porridge!"

Zhao Desan said, "Alright, there are places outside the hospital that specialize in cooking and selling millet porridge. I'll go buy it for you right now!"

Sister Wu urged, "You have to watch them cook it. I want to drink some fresh ones; most of them aren't fresh."

Zhao Desan nodded with a smile and said, "I know."

Zhao Desan walked out of the hospital, found a fast-food restaurant nearby, and, following Sister Wu's instructions, personally watched the chef cook two bowls of millet porridge, put them in a lunch box, and took them to Sister Wu to drink.

Wu Min struggled to sit up halfway from the hospital bed, leaned her head against the headboard, and only extended her mouth without reaching out her hand. Zhao Desan saw it; Sister Wu wanted him to feed her.

Women, from the bottom of their hearts, have a longing to be pampered by men, especially when they are sick; they want to act spoiled and cute in front of men even more. Sister Wu was a local leader, but she was also a woman; she also longed to be taken care of and pampered by a man. At this moment, there was only Zhao Desan by her side, so she could only hope to have her fragile feminine mentality soothed by Zhao Desan.

So Zhao Desan tried his best to satisfy Sister Wu's wishes, using a small spoon to feed her the millet porridge one spoonful at a time, carefully. Before he knew it, a bowl of millet porridge had been fed into her stomach.

After finishing a bowl of millet porridge, Wu Min shook her head and said she was full and wouldn't drink any more.