Jiang Yaoâs ears turned red. After finishing the soup, she scratched her head, feeling a little embarrassed. âDid I drink too much?â
âThatâs nothing. â
âBack when Old Madam Liang was pregnant with our son, I drank even more.â Old Master Liang laughed. Then he said, âI drank it in one gulp too.â
Even Liang Yueze burst out laughing. That was the first time he thought Old Master Liang was funny.
Jiang Yao was pregnant. Old Master Liang compared himself to a pregnant woman like Jiang Yao. She probably did not feel consoled.
âThe meat here is delicious; theyâre fresh and have no weird smell.â Old Master Liang knew why everyone laughed. He might have looked solemn most of the time, but he could be open-minded too sometimes.
âItâs been a long time since Iâve seen you eat so well.â Lu Xingzhi was happy about that. âIs your morning sickness better?â
âA little.â Jiang Yao nodded and stood up. âRest. Iâve left your medicine over there. When youâre done, get a nurse to help you change.â
âThereâs no need to go through so much trouble. Big Brother knows how to do that too.â Lu Xingzhi smiled at Jiang Yao. âGo and get busy, but rest. Donât tire yourself out.
Jiang Yao nodded as she walked out of Lu Xingzhiâs ward.
The small town hospital was filled with people from the Liang and Cheng families, so Jiang Yao did not have to worry about walking into the building.
The soldiers who were not seriously injured were transferred to the nearest hospital after their condition stabilized. Only then did the ward become emptier. Otherwise, they would see many wounded soldiers in the corridor.
Even though Jiang Yao had assisted them the night before and saved some of the soldiers who were in critical condition, Jiang Yao did not dare to accept any patients she had no confidence in helping. As a result, a night passed, and two people died in the operating room.
Jiang Yao walked out of the ward. Along the way, the atmosphere was quite depressing. The director was in his office, sighing.
Jiang Yao stood at the door, knocked, and walked into the room. âLet me see if there are any patients who I can help.â
âWe sent some patients to the city hospital. They also sent some staff to assist us. Our doctors can finally breathe a sigh of relief,â the hospital director said as he handed some files to Jiang Yao. âThere are still a few patients whose conditions are a little difficult for us to handle.â
Jiang Yao took them and looked through them. The results took some time, so some of those people were left in the ward because the results were only available the previous night.
They seemed to be in better condition than those sent to the hospital half-dead. However, they were not much better.
âThis personâs condition is a little similar to that of Chen Qijie. It took some time to find him, so the shrapnels in his legs had rusted. It caused a serious infection because it had been there too long. â
The hospital director looked at Jiang Yao, who remained silent. Then, he said, âAnother doctor from the city took over Chen Qijieâs case. He underwent an amputation surgery last night. He is in the intensive care unit now.â.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om