As soon as she walked past, she heard her son asking Li Chu, "Dad, Xiao Bai doesn’t like to move in anything these two days?"
"Xiao Bai is going to have a baby dog. He needs more rest now."
"When can the baby dog come out?"
"Just for a day or two."
"Then where did it come from?" Wen Hui interjected
Ding Qiunan looked at the two children step by step and asked Li Chu to live next to her and smiled.
These two little guys are asking more and more questions, and they are getting more and more tricky, which often makes you don’t know how to answer them.
Sometimes she will be asked to be speechless and her anger will come out.
Li Chu, on the other hand, has always been patient in answering children’s questions.
Never fool a child about what he is. If he doesn’t understand, he will tell the child directly that he won’t either.
This is what she admires most about her husband. Anyway, she can’t be so patient all the time.
Yu just said that Xiaobai was going to have a baby dog. To tell the truth, neither she nor Li Chu have figured out who Xiaobai is pregnant with.
When it was discovered that Xiaobai was pregnant, they were both infected with dogs. Can they be inbreeding?
Finally, Li Chu went to ask the rich boss to know that it is inbreeding to ensure the purity of dog breeds
That they didn’t rest assured.
But we don’t know who planted it.
Just walked to the hospital gate and saw Vice President Zhang cleaning the door with a broom.
There are also two people who are supervising.
Li Chu inwardly sighed and bowed their heads and led the children and wife into the hospital from the side door.
After sending the children to the nursery, the two returned to their respective jobs.
After cleaning the clinic and sitting behind a desk, Li Chu thought of what he saw at the hospital gate just now.
From February to May, there are some non-doctors and nurses in the hospital department, and it has become more and more excessive for them to form a picket spontaneously.
Now it has seriously affected the normal medical order of the hospital.
But these people even dare not provoke Dean Yang.
At present, several doctors who have studied abroad in the hospital have been suspended for introspection.
These pickets organize them to study together every day and take part in labor every day.
Even the medical school has closed classes.
Li Chu knows that it is not the most difficult time yet, and as time goes by, these suspended people will become more and more sad.
Only after the Committee was established in February 2008 will these people enter the real dark moment.
Although he knows what will happen, he can’t do anything now but just watch.
"Doctor Li has something for you."
Li Chuzheng lowered his head and called him at the door to interrupt his meditation.
"Thank you, Nurse Su"
The word is that the bureau called to inform him to go there.
Only when he came to the station did he know that Fang Lao, a member of his health care group, died of a sudden myocardial infarction last night.
After hearing the news, Li Chu sat in the office of President Liu of the General Hospital for more than ten minutes.
He also exchanged acupuncture techniques with Fang Lao when he was on duty a few days ago.
The medical notes that he was always given in front of him also broadened his horizons.
I didn’t expect it to be a few days before I saw him.
"Xiao Chu, you will come to his house with us later." Today, Lin Sanshou also came over and said.
Li Chu nodded "must go and see".
"Do you want to become a full-time? Now just came out a bit "Lin Sanshou asked again.
This discussion is very tempting, so that we can get rid of all the mess in the hospital.
But Li Chu still shook his head. "Forget it, Martial Uncle, I’ll just let it be."
He doesn’t trust his wife to work alone, and once she becomes full-time, she will have a night shift, and she will often go on business trips at ordinary times.
Although the salary will definitely be higher than he is now, the last thing he wants now is the salary
In Li Chu’s eyes, there are existing wives and children and other relatives.
Chapter two hundred and seventy-three Conation