Chapter 450: Chapter 447: Missing Husband
"This situation doesn’t look very good, have you brought over your previous test results?"
The head of the Obstetrics and Gynecology Department looked tense, and the woman was nearly scared out of her wits.
She glanced at Zhang Hao with worry, "Mr. Zhang, could you help me fetch them, please? I left them right on your desk."
Zhang Hao recalled that, indeed, when the woman had come in, she seemed to be carrying a bag of something.
He hadn’t expected it to be her medical records.
"Okay, then wait here for me."
Zhang Hao returned to his own department and indeed saw a bag of items on his desk.
There was also a sealed envelope, and judging from the thickness of the papers inside, the woman didn’t seem to be lying.
She undoubtedly had her body checked at various hospitals, and it was likely that this process must have cost her quite a bit.
Zhang Hao took the items to the Obstetrics and Gynecology Department and handed them to the head.
After a glance, the head shook her head, "Given your current health condition, it’s not suitable for you to have children, and even if you do conceive, you won’t be able to retain it."
"If you really can’t manage it, I suggest you adopt one, or you could foster one as well."
"If you force a pregnancy now, it will only drain your body, more harm than good."
Upon hearing this, tears began to fall in torrents down the woman’s cheeks.
And then, the woman made a move that shocked the entire department.
She knelt directly in front of the female head of the department.
"Director, I want to be a mom, please set up a body conditioning plan for me, I will surely follow it."
"I’m only thirty this year, I don’t want to not even be able to be a mom."
The head of Obstetrics and Gynecology also had a troubled face and after some thought, she looked at Zhang Hao again.
"Mr. Zhang, you are an expert in Traditional Chinese Medicine, herbal remedies are fundamental, can you see if it’s possible to give her a proper regimen?"
Zhang Hao, looking at the medical records, felt his heart sink.
"I can’t make any promises, I’m worried it won’t meet expectations, if it really doesn’t work out, then I’d have to bring in my master."
The woman seemed to see a glimmer of hope.
"Mr. Zhang, I believe I haven’t come in vain this time, whether I can become a mother, I’m counting on you."
With such a heavy responsibility suddenly on his shoulders, Zhang Hao had no choice but to agree.
To be cautious, he gave the woman a preventive notice.
"Based on your current physical condition, don’t get your hopes too high, perhaps the lower you set your expectations."
"The better the surprise it’ll be if your body does improve," he added.
The woman frowned slightly and nodded.
"I understand, Mr. Zhang. Actually, coming here, I didn’t harbor much hope."
"I just saw the news about you, and since you’re Dr. Qin’s disciple, you must possess exceptional medical skills, so I came here seeking a sliver of chance."
Seeing the woman say this, Zhang Hao’s nervous heart finally settled down.
"Alright, then let’s work hard together."
To improve the woman’s health, Zhang Hao racked his brains.
He prescribed a special herbal mixture tailored to her health condition and went to the dispensary himself to get it.
He chose only the best ingredients.
The doctor at the pharmacy was surprised to see Zhang Hao himself.
"Mr. Zhang, what need is there for you to fetch the herbs yourself? You could’ve just let us handle it," they said.
Zhang Hao, holding the herbs, said with a smile, "This patient is no small matter, I can’t afford any mistakes, so I need to keep a close eye on it."
While decocting the traditional Chinese medicine, Zhang Hao personally supervised the process, and only after bagging it did he hand it over to that woman.
"One dose per day, do not drink more. After you finish, come find me if you experience any rapid heartbeat."
"Weakness of the limbs or any other series of unfavorable conditions, let me know at any time; I’ll give you my phone number."
The woman took out her phone, shook her head repeatedly, and said, "Mr. Zhang, it would be better if I added you on WeChat; it’s more convenient to get in touch that way."
In fact, Zhang Hao didn’t intend to give out his WeChat, but seeing the difficult circumstances of this woman,
he reluctantly agreed.
"Once you’ve added me on WeChat, don’t send me random messages. Aside from discussing your condition, I don’t want to receive any other types of messages."
The woman, looking at the newly accepted request, said, "Could it be that Mr. Zhang has someone he likes, afraid that a girl will check his phone?"
"Rest assured, I’m only concerned about my own health. Besides, I’m a married woman."
Just as the woman was about to leave, Zhang Hao stopped her to offer more advice.
"Right, like you said, don’t overwork yourself. And try to refrain from activities with your husband for a while."
"Men can survive doing it a few times less; don’t love him too much."
The woman covered her mouth with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, you really do care about me. Alright, I understand; I’m heading back now."
Once the woman had left, Zhang Hao also let out a sigh of relief and then returned to his department, having spent the day without seeing many patients.
He managed to see a few patients before closing time.
The day came and went just like that.
When he got home, he quickly called He Qianhui to check if she had encountered any issues while on a business trip the past few days.
After all, Zhang Hao also knew that the client was difficult to handle.
From the phone, he could already hear the fatigue in He Qianhui’s voice.
Zhang Hao guessed her current state; she desperately needed rest.
"How are things going? If it’s not working out, you should come back early. We can always drop this job."
He Qianhui, mustering her strength, said, "That won’t do. My superiors have faith in me; I have to complete the task they’ve assigned me."
"Besides, it’s just a difficult client. Haven’t I successfully made deals with many tough clients before? This time will be no exception. You just wait for me at home. I won’t talk to you any longer; I need to get some sleep urgently."
Zhang Hao hung up, but he felt somewhat worried.
However, he couldn’t leave due to the responsibilities at the hospital. If he was a freelancer,
he might have bought a plane ticket by now and flown to the city where He Qianhui was.
After washing up, Zhang Hao lay in bed and looked at the empty half of the bed, and couldn’t help but picture He Qianhui’s smiling face.
Murmuring to himself, "Wife, you don’t know how sad your husband is without you at home; please come back soon or this night will be too hard to endure."
Zhang Hao never said such things in front of He Qianhui, preferring to grumble when he was alone at home.
Just as he was about to turn off the light and sleep, his phone suddenly dinged.
He picked it up and saw it was from the female patient that has visited him during the day.
She had sent a voice message, but Zhang Hao didn’t want to listen; he chose to convert it to text.
As the content was transcribed, Zhang Hao’s expression grew darker and darker.
However, through the phone, the woman naturally couldn’t see it.
When adding her as a friend, Zhang Hao had already told her not to send any messages unrelated to her medical condition,
and the woman had agreed wholeheartedly.
Yet what she sent was her lying in bed unable to sleep, thinking about her husband!
