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The Last Immortal Cultivator on Earth Chapter 240: Little Life

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    That night, Fatty Wang did not sleep well.

    In other words, he didn¡¯t close his eyes at all that night. He just squinted his eyes and woke up.  Although there were two Chinese medicine nurses, Xiaomei and Xiao Zhang, on duty to accompany the bed, he still felt uneasy.  .

    On the contrary, Li Ying slept very deeply. Pregnant women always get tired easily.

    At six o'clock in the morning, when there was gradually a sound of people in the hospital corridor, Fatty Wang couldn't stand it any longer. Fat people tend to get sleepy if they are in poor physical condition.  Fortunately, the Queen Mother and her in-laws, Mother Li, arrived on time.

    ¡°Mom, I¡¯m so sleepy, I¡¯m going to go next door to sleep for a while, I won¡¯t go back!¡± Fatty Wang cried bitterly.

    The Queen Mother rolled her eyes at her son and said worriedly: "Go back and do some exercise. You have become so fat at such a young age. You feel tired every now and then. Don't go to bed yet. I made some old hen soup at home and I brought it with you.  Xiaoying, Nurse Mei, and Nurse Zhang each have a cup!"

    Nurses Xiaomei and Xiao Zhang were stunned for a moment, and the former quickly refused: "Thank you, auntie, but I'm not hungry. This is what we should do -"

    "Yes, we are not hungry!" Nurse Xiao Zhang also refused with a smile.

    " Accepting benefits from the patient's family members, if the person being inspected knows about it or is reported, he may be fired. This is the discipline.

    She is just a nurse, not a doctor, so she has to be careful everywhere.

    The Queen Mother felt sorry and persuaded: "How can this be done? This is what we have thought about, and we have brought it all!"

    "No, Auntie, the hospital has regulations -" Xiaomei said helplessly.

    Fatty Wang had already opened it and drank it. When he heard this, he curled his lips and said: "Hospital rules are rules. Rules are dead, and people are alive. Nurse Mei and Nurse Zhang, don't be afraid. If we don't tell, no one will know.  Besides, you, Dean Zheng, are my brother¡¯s friends and will not hold you accountable!¡±

    "Yes, Wei Dong has a very good relationship with your Dean Zheng. You should have heard about it, no problem!" Queen Mother said immediately.

    So, Nurse Mei and Nurse Zhang hesitated.  It was breached.

    Li Ying was also shaken awake in a daze, drank some, and fell asleep again.

    After drinking the old hen soup, Fatty Wang went to find a bed next door to sleep.

    And I slept until about five o'clock in the afternoon.  It was really comfortable to sleep.

    ¡ª¡ª

    When Fatty Wang got up, he wiped his face with cold water and saw that not only his parents were there, but also his father-in-law and mother-in-law, and Director Li was also there.  Li Ying was being examined, and the nurses were replaced by the two nurses who were on duty during the day yesterday.

    "Mom, has Wei Dong been here?" Fatty Wang asked.

    "No, but I called your dad. He has something to do in the morning. He will come over before 6:30 in the afternoon. He has to go back to Rongzhen in the evening!" The Queen Mother said when she saw that her son was awake.  Take out a thermos box.  "Your dad just went down to buy the food. It's still hot. Eat first. We've all eaten. Seeing that you were sleeping soundly, we didn't call you!"

    Zhang Weidong said yesterday that Li Ying might give birth at seven o'clock tonight.  Everyone felt that it was not very reliable.

    But what if?

    So Wangfu also closed the supermarket early and rushed over after noon.  until now.

    ¡°In fact, even Director Li and the others are a bit prepared.  Lunch is eaten in the ward.  Director Zheng specifically asked them to work overtime, especially not to leave the maternal ward around 7pm, and to be prepared to transfer to the delivery room at any time to deliver the baby.

    Dean Zheng attaches so much importance to it that no one dares to be careless.

    Especially as time passed by, the closer it was to seven o'clock, the more nervous everyone became.

    Li Ying was lying on the bed with a big belly. Seeing everyone looking at her from time to time, she was surprised and said: "Wang Sheng, what's wrong with you? Why are you all looking at me strangely? It makes me nervous!"

    Fatty Wang chuckled, came closer, and comforted: "You are the national treasure of the whole family. Who else would I look at if you don't care? How about it? Do you feel any discomfort?"

    Li Ying frowned, shook her head slightly and said, "No, it's almost the same as usual!"

    "Really?" Fatty Wang was also a little unsure.  Could Wei Dong have made a mistake?

    "Don't worry, the massage in the afternoon was very effective. The baby's position was just slightly abnormal, but it has been corrected. It is very healthy, and it will be no problem even if it is a natural birth!" Director Li said with a smile.

    I said this to Li Ying because I was afraid that she would be nervous, and I also said it to everyone.

    Director Li has been working in the obstetrics and gynecology department for more than thirty years. She has extremely rich clinical experience and has delivered many babies. However, even so, she does not dare to say when the baby will be born. She can only estimate the approximate number of days, such as four to five days, two  Three days.

    Zhang Weidong said it was seven o'clock in the evening. Director Li was not only surprised, but also very unhappy.  feel new yearYoung people are too complacent!

    I don¡¯t know why Dean Zheng admires him so much?  Could it be that his medical skills really reached the level of a national expert as Director Zheng said?

    A young national player?

    Director Li also wants to see Zhang Weidong¡¯s jokes. This is normal human psychology.

    Seeing that the time is almost half past six, it is getting closer to seven o'clock every minute. By then, will Zhang Weidong's words be self-defeating?

    "A Sheng, maybe Wei Dong said it wrong. Director Li and the others will have to get off work soon. Your mother and I will stay with Xiaoying in the hospital tonight. You and your father-in-law and mother-in-law go back to our house to sleep!"  At this time, the royal father said to his son.

    After all, Zhang Weidong is young and is a policeman, not a doctor.

    Director Li and the others usually have to take a break from work. Besides, the chief physician of traditional Chinese medicine has been around you all day long, which still makes the Wang family a little bit embarrassed.

    "Dad, I'm fine. I'd better stay with you in bed tonight. You all go back. I'm asking for leave. I can't stand it!" Fatty Wang refused.

    "Then let Ah Sheng stay and be alert at night!" the Queen Mother said to her husband.

    "That's good!"

    Outside the Provincial People's Hospital, an orange-red Wrangler slowly drove over. It was Zhang Weidong's car.

    The guard came over to check his ID, but he heard a Ula Ula emergency siren. Two ambulances passed in front of Zhang Weidong. The first one lowered its window, and one person stuck his head out and said hurriedly to the guard: "West Hospital Emergency."  Room, the patient is in critical condition, open the automatic door immediately!"

    When the other guard saw it, he immediately pressed the button.

    The two ambulances drove in without turning off their engines. Zhang Weidong took a look and followed them, sneaking in.

    Fortunately, the guard glanced at his car and did not follow him to investigate.

    ¡°Most people are off work now, and they are not very motivated to do their duty.

    Zhang Weidong drove his car and followed the two ambulances and found a parking spot.

    The entrance to the emergency department of the West Hospital was very busy and lively.

    "The West Hospital is currently understaffed, and most of them are off work at the moment. Why not send it to the branch of Traditional Chinese Medicine? There is also a rescue room over there!"

    "What's going on? Didn't we make arrangements just now?" A person got out of the car and asked anxiously.  There were still bloodstains on his body.  It seems that the patient's condition is very urgent!

    The man said helplessly: "Several traffic accidents happened during off-duty hours. There were too many injured people, and they were all crowded together. There is nothing I can do -"

    This person was obviously arranging first aid in the West Hospital.

    "Quick, send it to the branch of Traditional Chinese Medicine immediately!" Since there was no other way, we could only send it to the branch of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

    Zhang Weidong shook his head slightly. One person in one of the cars was probably dead.

    However, life and death are impermanent.  He has not passed.

    There are many life and death matters encountered in the hospital every day. Just look at it and you will be right.

    "Brother Zhang? Have you arrived at the branch hospital?" Unexpectedly, Zhang Weidong received a call from Zheng Chun after walking a few steps.

    "Old Zheng, you haven't gone home yet?" Zhang Weidong said in surprise.

    Zhang Weidong was walking in the direction of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Branch while chatting on the phone with Zheng Chun.

    "I'll go back later. I'm outside the special care ward of your little brother-in-law. I want to see if it's really what you said. Whether the birth will really happen at seven o'clock, it seems that many people don't believe it!" Zheng Chunxiao said.  "How's it going? Are you feeling a lot of pressure?"

    "Pressure? Haha!" Zhang Weidong smiled lightly.  "No!"

    "It doesn't actually matter whether I give birth at seven o'clock. I just value my goddaughter. As long as she is born smoothly¡ª¡ª"

    After all, he never got married in his last life until his death.  Naturally, he has no children, but his goddaughter is very close to him.  He placed some feelings on him, regardless of the time of Li Ying's pregnancy.  It was still the birth time of my goddaughter, there seemed to be nothing wrong with it.  If nothing else, then, the goddaughter is still the naughty and cute little guy.

    Of course, with his current level of cultivation, using Yuan Li to check the birth time of a baby is basically correct and not too difficult.

    Sure enough, outside the special care ward, Zhang Weidong saw Zheng Chun and his direct disciple Geng Xinhua, Director Geng, talking about something.

    Meeting Zhang Weidong, Director Geng was still not very enthusiastic and just nodded.

    "Old Zheng, what are you doing?" Zhang Weidong glanced at Geng Xinhua.

    "Xinhua is the director of the Department of Internal Medicine of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Branch. It's good to come and see him!" Zheng Chun said with a smile.

    ¡°Oh, let¡¯s go then¡ª¡± Zhang Weidong nodded.

    Geng Xinhua looks bad. Zhang Weidong ignored him like this?

      As everyone knows, Zhang Weidong has a very low opinion of him: compared with Lao Zheng's magnanimity, this apprentice is much worse.

    It¡¯s just that Zhang Weidong is too lazy. Anyway, he won¡¯t have to deal with this person in the future.

    In the special care ward, just as everyone was relaxing, the ward door opened.

    Zhang Weidong and three other people came in.

    "Dean Zheng, Director Geng!"

    "Weidong, you're here!" Fatty Wang was so moved when he saw Zhang Weidong.  After all, they are as close as brothers!

    "My daughter is born. This is a top priority. How could I not come?" Zhang Weidong punched him and said reproachfully.  "I didn't come over in the morning, so I was preparing a gift for the little one from me as my godfather. Nuo, help her put it away, and when she grows up, give it to her officially!"

    Zhang Weidong smiled and took out a document and handed it to Fatty Wang.

    "What is this?" Fatty Wang opened his eyes in confusion.

    "It's nothing, it's just a property ownership certificate for a house. You, the guardian, can sign it on your behalf. It's on the same building as my house -" Zhang Weidong said.  "It will be more lively when we all live together from now on!"

    Fatty Wang immediately opened his mouth, and so did the others.

    Isn¡¯t this too big a gift?  The houses in the high-end apartment complex all have three bedrooms and one living room, even if they are small, they all cost more than one million.

    Zhang Weidong frowned before they could speak: "This is my gift to the little guy, not to anyone else, so Uncle Wang and Auntie, you better stop talking!"

    In fact, he had been buying a house since the morning, and he bought more than one house. He bought three houses in total without much bargaining and spent more than 6 million. Unfortunately, none of the three houses were on the same floor.

    When Zhang Weidong said this, Fatty Wang said nothing more and put it away solemnly.

    "Ah, Ah Sheng, the little guy is moving around -" It was almost seven o'clock, and Li Ying suddenly hugged her belly nervously.

    "The amniotic water has broken and I'm about to give birth!" Director Li said immediately when he saw the bed was wet.  Isn¡¯t this amazing?  Exactly seven o'clock!  "Xiaoying, don't be nervous, move to the delivery room immediately!"

    Everyone was in a hurry and sent Li Ying into the delivery room prepared next door.

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