Chapter 847 - 397: Cor pulmonale and Pulmonary Heart Disease—Helping Others Has Its Limits (3)

Chapter 847: Chapter 397: Cor pulmonale and Pulmonary Heart Disease—Helping Others Has Its Limits (3)

It’s just that men’s feelings run deeper and they don’t show them easily.

"I’ve gotta reply to her, otherwise she’ll be cursing me in a bit."

Li Jingsheng held his phone, going down the stairs while pressing the voice button.

"Can you give me a bit more time? At the latest, I’ll give you a warm little home next year."

Since they were going to get married, he had to give her a proper wedding no matter what.

Right now he hadn’t even scraped together all the money for buying this clinic compound; in this situation, how was he supposed to marry her?

Girls were often more emotional; she must’ve been a little shaken yesterday, afraid that if Li Jingsheng got killed, he’d leave her forever. That’s why she was in such a hurry to marry him and stay together for life.

"Big dummy, hurry up and come eat breakfast!"

Ou Qinglan had already bought breakfast.

And was standing downstairs waiting for him.

Usually, if Jingsheng was working at the clinic, it was normally Tang Ping who brought him breakfast.

"You’re not working today?"

Seeing the woman he loved, Li Jingsheng was genuinely delighted.

He strode forward and wrapped his right arm around her.

"Your staff will see us in a minute."

She quickly pulled away.

"So what if they see? I’m just holding my own girlfriend. Come on, let’s go into the office and see what good stuff you bought me."

Li Jingsheng took her hand and led her into the office.

"Oh right, I gotta let Tang Ping know not to bring me breakfast today."

He hurriedly sent a message to Tang Ping.

Otherwise, he’d end up eating two breakfasts.

Ou Qinglan had bought him buns, egg rolls, milk, angelica eggs...

"Qinglan, are you trying to get me to open a breakfast shop or something?"

"Haha, opening a breakfast shop sounds pretty good! You’re injured, so I figured I’d get you more to eat so your wound heals faster."

Her nutrition knowledge was clearly a total mess.

If it were Mu Yin from the People’s Hospital doing the planning, she’d at most give Li Jingsheng two to three kinds of breakfast.

The way the body absorbs nutrients basically splits into two big groups.

One is the major nutrients—protein, fat and the like; the other is trace elements, vitamins, etc.

As for water, that’s a substance life can’t do without.

"You haven’t eaten yet either, right? Let’s eat together. We’ll grab a cab later. These next few days there’s no way I can still bike you to work."

Li Jingsheng pushed the higher?nutrient items over in front of her.

The two of them ate breakfast together and still had a lot left. Ou Qinglan hurried off to work.

Of course, Li Jingsheng walked her out to the clinic entrance.

His luck was decent; he managed to flag down a cab right away.

It turned out to be a driver who had come to him for treatment twice before. As soon as he saw Jingsheng, he greeted him enthusiastically.

Watching as Ou Qinglan got into the taxi and left, only then did Li Jingsheng turn and walk back toward the clinic.

The guard room was empty.

Xiang Cangsong was out in the yard cleaning.

By their agreement, this kind of work wasn’t supposed to be done by Xiang Cangsong. But he really cherished this hard?won good job.

Even though he had to be on duty twenty?four hours, it was still much easier than running a motorbike taxi.

And he was sheltered from wind and rain, had a stable income, and even the five social insurances and the housing fund. He no longer had to worry about getting caught by city management.

Watching Xiang Cangsong working hard as he swept, something stirred in Jingsheng’s heart.

There was still more than half of that breakfast left over.

None of it had been touched.

He wasn’t short of food or clothing now, but life for Xiang Cangsong’s family was still tight.

He went back into the office and packed the leftover breakfast into a bag.

"Old Xiang, I bought too much breakfast. If you don’t mind, take it home to your wife and kid."

"Oh wow, this is all the pricey stuff. I usually can’t bear to buy it at all. Thanks, boss."

Taking the bag and glancing inside, Xiang Cangsong’s face was full of joy.

The people at the bottom had their own kind of happiness.

And it was often very simple.

The boss giving him leftover breakfast was enough to keep him happy for a long time.

"It’s still warm, take it home for your wife. If there’s any trouble at home, you can come tell me."

Jingsheng knew that Xiang Cangsong lived not far away, so going back and forth was easy.

"Thank you, boss! Working for you is the greatest blessing I’ve ever had. Compared to before, my life now is full of hope."

"Heh, did you smear honey on your tongue today? Do your job well. Your base salary will go up by 200 yuan a month for every full year you put in."

He could have had Old Xiang help with packing in the warehouse so he could earn some extra money, but after various considerations, Jingsheng ultimately didn’t bring it up.

Human nature is greedy.

Old Xiang’s job was security. If he also had him doing packing and shipping, sure, Old Xiang could earn some extra money.

But it would also easily interfere with his primary duties.

When the time came, in order to make more on the side, Old Xiang would definitely work like crazy on packing.

Then it would be easy for him to neglect his real job, even make mistakes.

In the end, Jingsheng would have no choice but to fire him.

After thinking it through carefully, Jingsheng finally decided to have Old Xiang focus on doing his main job well.

After handing the breakfast to Old Xiang, he turned and walked toward the reception hall.

A new day of work was about to begin.

But before he could even sit down, someone started a WeChat voice call to him.

Only people on his WeChat friends list could call him.

Who could it be?

He pulled out his phone and saw it was a voice call from Lian Tao.

Well, they were close brothers after all.

Li Jingsheng answered right away.

"Jingsheng, around six fifty this morning, that patient with the heart murmur and edema had an acute event. You really called it—he developed a pulmonary artery embolism. Luckily you gave me a heads?up yesterday so I made some preparations and specifically had someone keeping an eye on him.

When he started having trouble, my resident spotted it immediately.

I rushed in with my team and hauled the patient off for resuscitation.

This time I took the opportunity to do an arteriography and found a stenosis in the pulmonary artery. We’ve been busy with him till now, but at least we pulled him back. I just sat down to have breakfast—what a life, huh."

As soon as the call connected, Lian Tao couldn’t wait to rattle all this off.

"Send me his angiography images. I keep feeling this patient likely has a third diseased organ besides the heart and lungs. That’s probably where the real source lies."

Hearing that the patient had developed a pulmonary artery embolism, Jingsheng wasn’t surprised at all.

He had that much confidence in himself.