Get out of the subway station and walk to Shencheng Children's Hospital for about eight or nine minutes. The old hospital area of ??Shencheng Children's Hospital was originally located in the east of the city. In recent years, in order to improve the medical environment for children, the government led the relocation of the hospital to the more spacious south of the city.
The location of the Children's Hospital is excellent, with a lake nearby. The first thing that catches Wan Qing's eyes is a large piece of green grass, and then there are white orchids behind the iron railings, which contrast with the clear waves of the lake, which is somewhat refreshing.
Wan Qing still remembers that when she was a student in Shanghai, she would occasionally run into grandma selling white orchids in the streets and alleys on weekends. White orchids can be made into bracelets or sachets. Everyone, men, women and children, like this white flower.
Nowadays, it is very difficult to see the old lady selling flowers in the streets and alleys of Shencheng, and this smell has gradually become a part of Wan Qing's memory.
The hospital building with red brick and ocher tiles is hidden in a piece of verdant green. Ordinary hospital entrances are mostly noisy environments. Here in the Children's Hospital, the walls are covered with portraits of cartoon characters, and the curtains are heavy in the breeze, and there are brisk children's songs coming out of them.
The children who were still crying at the entrance, but as soon as they entered the gate of the pediatrician, pairs of big round eyes kept rolling. Once distracted, the child soon forgets to cry.
According to the information published online, Wan Qing found the office on the sixth floor of the outpatient clinic. The parents who saw the doctor hugged their children and sat in a row, looking into the office from time to time.
"I checked just now, and the child's indicators are all right, and the ear has no symptoms of inflammation. According to your previous description, this fever should be caused by the child's acute rash. Wait for another two days, if the child's rash comes out , the fever should probably subside. If you still have a fever after a few days, you can bring the child back to see it."
The speaker was Zhang Xingzhi, a well-known old professor of pediatrics. He was wearing a long white coat and a stethoscope was hanging around his neck. His gray hair looked a little messy, and it seemed that he had gone out in a hurry in the morning and hadn't had time to comb it.
He touched the child's little head warmly, and handed over a sticker: "Here, good boy, you are awesome. I will reward you with a Pleasant Goat sticker, okay?"
The child had just finished taking the antipyretics and was still lying in his mother's arms with teary eyes. Seeing the sudden addition of stickers, he immediately grinned, and the child's mother thanked her and left the office door.
There was an old and yellowed enamel cup on the desk, and the tea in it had already sunk to the bottom. A cup of tea was full, and there was still an endless stream of patients coming here, and Zhang Xingzhi didn't even bother to take a sip to soothe his throat.
The parents in the queue at the back all brought their children here for medical check-ups on a regular basis. Seeing that the clock on the wall was about to point to twelve o'clock, they all offered to come back in the afternoon, urging Zhang Xingzhi to go eat first to rest his stomach. There is no rush at this moment.
The long line at the door dissipated immediately, and Wan Qing, who had been waiting for a long time, took the opportunity to knock on the office door: "Mr. Zhang, hello."
Zhang Xingzhi heard it, and raised his head subconsciously. As soon as he glanced at Wan Qing's face, he immediately understood why she came.
He slowly lowered his head and put the stethoscope into the cloth bag. Before Wan Qing could react, she suddenly walked past her and went straight down the stairs.
"Mr. Zhang, I'm Su Wanqing. I sent you an email before. I used to work in a research institute in California, and Chloe was my colleague." Wan Qing chased after her and introduced herself hastily.
In an instant, Zhang Xingzhi stopped in his tracks. After pondering for a while, he just said in a low voice: "I have read your email, but I think we may not have any suitable projects to cooperate with. I'm really sorry for making you go this far." (Remember Website URL: www.hlnovel.com