To My Dear Mr. Huo

That man didn't expect Su Qingsang to push him, and everyone else wanted to pull Liu Xiangyu away. Only Su Qingsang used to push.

He staggered twice, took two or three steps back, and let go of Liu Xiangyu.

As soon as he let go, several nurses quickly stepped forward to help Liu Xiangyu. Seeing that the man was still thinking of coming again, Su Qingsang quickly stood in front of him.

"Who are you? This is a hospital, what are you doing?"

"What are you doing? It's none of your business for me to take my wife out of the hospital? Get out. Get out of here."

"Discharged?" Su Qingsang's eyes widened: "Do you know about your wife's current situation? She just had a caesarean section. It's only been three days. How can she be discharged from the hospital?"

"Why can't you leave the hospital? Your hospital is eating human blood. You spent more than 10,000 yuan for her to stay in these few days? Are you bullying others? I don't care. I don't pay the money. I will pick her up and leave the hospital now."

"Impossible." Not to mention Liu Xiangyu's situation is not good. Even if she didn't jump off a building, a normal caesarean section wouldn't leave the hospital so quickly.

"What's the matter with you?" The man stared at Su Qingsang, not forgetting to roll up his sleeves, as if he wanted to do something.

Seeing this, Su Qingsang did not retreat but advanced. Take a step forward: "What's the matter? Do you want to do something? You also have a look at where this is? Your wife must not be discharged from the hospital in this situation. If you want to make trouble, I will call the police."

"you dare."

"There is nothing to dare."

Without looking back, Su Qingsang ordered Huang Jie and Cheng Siyu who were behind her: "Huang Jie, call the security guards, Siyu, call the police. Just say there is trouble here."

Seeing this, the man nodded bitterly: "Okay, okay. You won't let me pick her up and leave the hospital, right? Then I won't pick her up. Never. You let her live here. The money, I can't get out."

After leaving this sentence, the man left without looking back.

Su Qingsang didn't have time to worry about that man, so she turned to look at Liu Xiangyu. She's not doing well. The bandages on his hands fell apart.

"Are you OK?"

Liu Xiangyu turned pale and shook her head lightly.

The nurse asked her to pay the money during the rounds this morning. Where did she get the money? I can only call that gambler husband.

Unexpectedly, when her husband came, he not only refused to pay her, but also dragged her out of the hospital.

"Doctor, I, I—"

"Don't be burdened first. Let's recuperate here with peace of mind."

"Doctor, you are a good person." Liu Xiangyu was about to cry, but Su Qingsang quickly stopped her.

"Don't do this, you are still in confinement. Crying is not good for your health."

Let the nurse and the doctor send the person back, and re-examine and wrap the wound.

Today's commotion spread to the whole hospital. Afterwards, Director Lin from the backyard office came to find Su Qingsang. Su Qingsang explained the situation, and Director Lin said that the money can be discussed later, but he should be cured first.

As a result, Su Qingsang got off work much later. It was past eight o'clock in the evening when she got home. Only to find that Xiang Caiping hadn't eaten yet.

The dishes on the table were already cold, and she was sitting in the living room waiting for them. Hearing the sound of the door opening, Xiang Caiping stood up vigorously.

"Are you back? Good to be back. Good to be back."

Su Qingsang looked at the other person's eyes, and a warm current flowed slowly in his heart.

"Auntie, have you been waiting all this time without eating?"

"I'm not waiting for you." After Xiang Caiping finished speaking, afraid that Su Qingsang would think too much, she quickly waved her hand: "I'm not waiting for you on purpose, even if I eat alone, I don't have much energy."

"Neither. Anyway, it's—"

Xiang Caiping anxiously wanted to explain, but the more she wanted to explain, the more it became a cover-up. Su Qingsang suddenly felt a little sad.

Four more. . . Keep asking for votes. Seriously. Although some doctors do not have medical ethics. But most doctors are good. And it's really not easy for doctors. Salute to the medical staff. You are all angels!