The Surgeon's Studio Chapter 2347 The nagging at home

Chapter 2347 The nagging at home

Professor Liang, who was in the CT scan room, sat on the high-speed rail. He was a little distressed and depressed.

As an older medical youth,

When his high school cla.s.smates were in college, he was also in college.

His high school cla.s.smate had started working after graduation, while he was in his fifth year of University, during his hospital internship.

His high school cla.s.smate had a stable job. When he started to have a girlfriend, he felt that a bachelor’s degree would not be able to stay in the capital, so he prepared to take the postgraduate entrance examination.

His high school cla.s.smate had entered the hall of marriage. He was staying up all night. Every time he read a book as Thick as a Brick, his hairline would move back by a few tenths of a centimeter.

When his high school cla.s.smate had a child and was caught up in the usual quarrels at home, he found that a graduate student was useless. He still had to study for a PhD.

He knew that even if he graduated with his PhD, he might not be able to stay in 912. Well, it’s not that it’s not necessarily, but the possibility of him staying in Room 912 is very low.

As for his high school cla.s.smates, as the old saying went, their children were already capable of doing nothing. There were even some who had entered the hall of marriage for the third time, and professor Liang had given them money for the third time.

Why did he study medicine at that time? Professor Liang would occasionally stare at the image on the machine in a daze and ponder this question.

No matter what he did, it would not be easy. In the adult world, there was no such thing as simple.

However, Medicine and Life science seemed to bear a greater weight. If he had to work overtime for other jobs, he could just be emotionally unstable, argue with his boss, and resign. However, medical treatment … The word ‘treat people and save people’ put people on moral high ground.

Dr. Liang didn’t have to think about getting married and having children, but the calls from his hometown kept coming in. Every New Year, he was most distressed by all kinds of urging to get married.

Work and urging him to get married were the two eternal topics that his parents talked about when they faced him.

He was particularly vexed and at a loss.

After graduation, he would go abroad to further his studies and stay in the capital to start his career. Or should he go back to his hometown, become a director, get married, and have children?

There was no specific answer to this question. No matter how he chose, it would be good, but no matter how he chose, it would be wrong.

It was just that the old lady at home kept nagging. Recently, he heard the old man say that every time she got angry with him, she would feel uncomfortable.

The discomfort was getting worse and worse. Once, when professor Liang had a video call with the old lady, she even told professor Liang to take good care of the child. If his wife was out of milk, she should buy better milk powder and not be reluctant to spend money.

At that moment, professor Liang didn’t feel any gooseb.u.mps. Instead, his eyes were sore, and he ended the video in a hurry.

However, after he turned off the video, he felt that something was amiss.

Could it be that his old lady was hallucinating or had some mental problems? why did she keep nagging him about buying milk powder? She wasn’t married, and she didn’t have any children.

However, when they contacted each other again, the old lady denied what she had said and continued to nag at Dr. Liang to find a girlfriend as soon as possible.

Something must have gone wrong. Professor Liang did not think that he was hallucinating, so he secretly called his father to ask.

The old master said that the old lady seemed to have rushed into something dirty and had been acting weird recently.

That was not all. What made professor Liang most frightened was that the old man actually told him that he was going to see a great immortal.

Professor Liang was really shocked this time. He didn’t care about what happened at 912 and asked for leave from director Yan before flying home.

He took the old lady to the hospital for a corresponding examination. There was no problem with the CT and MRI scan of her head. It didn’t seem like something had happened to her brain.

The most basic blood test results were also normal, and he was in good health.

When he went home to check on the old lady, professor Liang found out that she would have a temporary mental attack every few hours.

She mainly thought that she was already married. She even held her hand and asked why her daughter-in-law didn’t come back with her. She also asked how her child was doing and whether his academic performance was good.

Professor Liang wanted to do an electroencephalogram for the old lady, but since they lived in a small county, no one knew how to read an electroencephalogram. The machines were the oldest model from ten years ago.

He had a big fight with his father. In the end, they argued until their faces were red and they decided to bring the old lady to the capital for treatment.

Sitting on the high-speed rail, professor Liang looked at his mother with a bitter expression. His hair had turned completely white, as if a layer of snow had fallen.

When she was fine, she would nag about finding a girlfriend and starting a family. Once she was ‘motivated’, she would nag about her wife and children.

And those things seemed to be very clear, as if they had really happened. Professor Liang’s nose was always sour. Even though his mother was sick, he still couldn’t forget the obsession in his heart.

Why don’t I just forget about it? I’ll go abroad to study and come back to strive to stay in the major tertiary Grade A hospitals in the capital.

Professor Liang hesitated for a while, and gradually, this idea took over.

“This is a Big Fork in life.” Professor Liang thought about it and pondered for a long time. Everything in the future could not bear the old lady’s white hair. Even after she had mental problems, she could not forget about getting married and having children.

Sigh … Even the steel that had been tempered a hundred times had become soft at this moment.

He would see a doctor first, then return to his hometown after he graduated and find a bigger hospital. That would be it for the rest of his life.

That was the only thought professor Liang had left in his mind.

He went back to Room 912 and did an electrocardiogram, but he still didn’t find any problems. Other than the prolonged PR and QT intervals of electrocardiograms, the widening of the QS waves, the decline of the ST-segment, the widening, flattening, or reversing of the T waves, and the occasional U-wave, he could be said to be healthy.

He had no choice this time. Seeing his old lady holding his hand and talking about his wife again, Dr. Liang thought of boss Zheng.

After arranging for the old lady to do a coronary CT scan to rule out coronary heart disease, he took all the test results and went to the Department of interventional services.

Boss Zheng was sitting by the window with the fifth edition of the book on foreign science on his lap. He was talking to Brother Yun.

“Boss Zheng, Brother Yun.” Professor Liang greeted him politely.

“Tell me, what happened?” Su Yun crossed her legs as she held her phone and asked casually.

Dr. Liang explained the medical history and handed all the test sheets and images to boss Zheng.

Zheng Ren looked at the sheet first, then took the electrocardiogram and took a few more glances. He then began to read the scans.

“Liang Zi, why don’t you just find a random girl?” Su Yun chuckled and said,”you’re not poor. If you can’t afford a house, you can rent one first. After giving birth, the old lady will have something to do. She won’t be so anxious that she’ll fall sick.”

Dr. Liang’s heart was sad. He felt terrible when he thought of the white-haired old lady holding his hand and talking about the child.

“Don’t talk nonsense. It shouldn’t be an illness caused by anxiety. ” Zheng Ren said.