Chapter 1770: There's Still This Matter?

Zhou Andong's eyes jumped as he listened.

Words like escaping war in the Northeast, fleeing, thin assets, gambling, etc., reminded Zhou Andong of one person, and that was his great-grandfather.

In his previous life, he didn't know these things, but in this life, he heard from the old man that his great-grandfather was addicted to gambling, lost money and was chased by debt collectors, then stole the land deed at home, sold the land, and ran away.

Zhou Andong looked at Zhou Northeast who was still talking to himself, which made him have this kind of idea, actually more because of the blood type.

If he was really the descendant of his great-grandfather, this was too coincidental.

How big a game of chess did this heaven play, arranging all kinds of coincidences to let them meet.

"My current grandfather is very good. He treats my uncle, aunt, and my dad who was just born, just like his own son. My grandmother said that life was poor at that time, and we couldn't eat or wear enough, but there was a goal.

Later, my uncle and aunt gradually grew up and had labor, and life slowly got better. Especially after the reform and opening up, I followed my cousins to work here, and life at home got even better..."

Zhou Andong took a fierce puff of the inferior cigarette: "How are your grandparents' health?"

"Very strong."

Zhou Northeast laughed, this was the first time he laughed after coming to the hospital.

"Especially my grandfather, he works in the fields and even competes with young people, not admitting he's old at all."

"Shancheng!"

Zhou Andong muttered, which reminded him of the 2008 in his previous life.

In the face of such a destructive natural disaster, how small human beings were.

But how to avoid such a disaster?

Definitely couldn't shout openly, not to mention whether anyone would believe it.

Once the matter passed, his trouble would be endless.

So, what he could do was donate to build schools.

Rebuild all the schools in the disaster area, at least to reach level nine earthquake resistance.

There was also kindergarten, which had no way, because there were too many private kindergartens.

So, he also planned to open a kindergarten chain in Sichuan Province, to grab students with high-quality education.

Try to find a way to let all parents send their children to his kindergarten.

In this way, the space for operation would be big, and he could completely organize an outdoor activity to avoid that time point.

"Have you been to Shancheng?" Zhou Northeast heard Zhou Andong muttering Shancheng.

Zhou Andong came back to his senses: "Never been."

"Shancheng is very beautiful, and there are many delicacies."

Zhou Northeast missed home a bit, and the emotion of missing home appeared in his eyes.

"When brother goes to Shancheng, you must notify me, I will take you around and taste all kinds of delicacies."

"Okay!" Zhou Andong nodded: "Have you ever thought about going back to the Northeast to see?"

Zhou Northeast took a deep puff of the cigarette: "I asked my grandma this question. She said she is not from the Northeast and has no feelings for that side.

But we are different. She said our roots are there. If there is a chance, we can go back and see, look for roots, and it can be considered an explanation to my grandfather.

"Later, I also talked about this matter with my cousins; they were going to go back and take a look first, but the cost of a trip is too high, and they can't afford it, so they're thinking of going to see it later when they have money."

Zhou Andong asked again: "Where is your grandfather's home in the Northeast?"

Zhou Northeast shook his head: "My grandma said, when we want to go, she will tell us."

Zhou Andong was very speechless. Was this old lady not afraid that one day she would sleep and not wake up, and the children would want to find roots but couldn't find them?

Time passed bit by bit, and Zhou Andong had been chatting with Zhou Northeast, wanting to know more about his family.

After more than four hours, the light in the emergency room finally went out.

"Out!"

Zhou Andong said, and walked over quickly.

The door of the emergency room was pushed open, and a group of white coats came out from inside.

A middle-aged man took off his mask: "Who is the patient's family?"

"I am!" Huang Yingshan said: "I am a professor at the School of Literature of Sun Yat-sen University, Huang Yingshan, the injured person is my student, how is the child now?"

To tell the truth, Huang Yingshan was also dissatisfied in his heart.

After he received Yuan Yuyu's call, he immediately notified the dean of the Sun Yat-sen Affiliated Hospital, and they were all ready to receive the injured person.

It's just that he never thought that he would be rejected by the doctor on duty in the ambulance. He was so angry that he wanted to explode. If his student had any problems, he would absolutely not let it go.

After all, that was the hospital of his own school, rescuing his own student, and he would definitely use the strongest medical team and medicine.

The doctor heard it was a professor from Sun Yat-sen University and said very politely: "The vital signs have stabilized, as long as she can survive tonight, there will be no problem."

Huang Yingshan heard it, and his hanging heart was put down: "You have worked hard."

"Not hard, not hard," the doctor said with a smile: "Saving the dying and healing the wounded is originally our doctor's duty."

"Ha!"

Zhou Andong laughed very inappropriately. This doctor was not the guy on duty, so Zhou Andong didn't want to say anything.

But he couldn't not know what the doctor on duty did, and actually shamelessly put gold on his own face.

"When the injured person was sent to the hospital, you didn't rescue her the first time, the reason was that no money was paid. The little girl knelt down to you, asking you to rescue first, and she would go raise money, but you were indifferent.

So, don't make the words so beautiful and so high-end, because your duty is not to save the dying and heal the wounded, and what you serve is not the patient, but money."

This doctor's face changed immediately. Of course, he knew everything that happened outside, but such things were already common, so he naturally wouldn't care.

It's just that he never thought that even if someone died because of the delay in rescue before, the family members didn't dare to talk nonsense.

Was this patient's family member sick in the brain? They hadn't even pushed out of the emergency room, and they dared to talk to the doctor like this. Weren't they afraid that they would do something to the patient?

Huang Yingshan's face sank immediately: "Such a thing happened?"

"I'm not clear about this."

The doctor hurriedly denied it. The old man in front of him was a professor at Sun Yat-sen University and was different from ordinary patient family members.

Ordinary patient family members, even if they wanted to complain, couldn't find the big door and couldn't make a scene.

But this one was different. With just one phone call, he could find the Health Commission, and he didn't want to take the blame for others.

"It was the doctor on the other ambulance who pushed Zhou Li to the door of the emergency room. We didn't pay, and he didn't push the person into the emergency room.

I knelt down to him, but he still didn't agree. If it weren't for this gentleman's help, who paid the hospitalization fee, what would happen to Zhou Li in the end, it's really hard to say."

Huang Yingshan was famously protective of his students. As long as it wasn't illegal and criminal, who dared to bully one?

Now, because of a doctor's irresponsibility, his student was almost killed, and he absolutely couldn't let it go easily.

"What's his name!"

"Li Jian!" This doctor sold his colleague without hesitation: "He is the attending physician of the emergency department." ===== CHAPTER 1771 =====