Why do modern people turn off their mobile phone?
A machine malfunctions, there's no electricity, an environment that has to be turned off, or simply doesn't want to answer any calls.
Zong Ying accounted for two of them. The battery was exhausted. In order to avoid the bombardment of calls, she simply did not charge it and let it shut down.
Sheng Qingrang didn't know the reason. Facing the shutdown prompt, he could only dial the 699 apartment landline. The receiver beeped for a long time, but no one answered in the end.
He put down the phone and saw the lonely night with few people in his sight, only the cars were staggering and speeding on the deserted highway. He called only because of her saying "if you come back, no matter what, let me know", but now the call to report his safety can't get through, so he can only give up.
When Zong Ying arrived at the hospital by car, it was very late, and the results of her grandmother's examination had just come out.
The pale ceiling light in the consulting room was turned on, and the film "clicked" into the film viewer. After reading it carefully, the doctor on duty said, "There is a small amount of intracranial bleeding. She should be hospitalized for observation. The elderly should not be taken lightly when they fall." She finished writing the list, and asked: "Does she usually have intermittent claudication symptoms?"
Zong Ying quickly recalled the recent interactions. Grandma did experience some lower limb pains. According to her grandmother, it was because she was too tired, so she did not pay attention to it.
She replied, "There are some."
After the doctor on duty wrote the list, she raised her head: "If there are related symptoms, I suggest that it is best to do a magnetic resonance angiography to get rid of lower extremity arteriosclerosis obliterans. Anyway, MRA doesn't use contrast agents, and the examination is safer. If you agree, you can sign the agreement for the procedure."
Zong Ying took the hospitalization form and signed it. The doctor on duty glanced down at the signature, and her eyes changed slightly - she was very impressed by the name.
She then looked up at Zong Ying again, and felt that she was familiar with her, but her brain was slow in the middle of the night. For a moment, she really couldn't remember where she had met, so it was inconvenient to ask questions rashly.
Zong Ying went through the admission formalities and returned to the ward. When she went back to the ward, her grandmother was already asleep.
She sat down and looked distracted by the pulse beating numbers on the monitor. After a while, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open carefully.
Zong Ying suddenly returned to her senses, and when she turned her head, she saw Sheng Qiushi.
He brought in a folding recliner, and just as he was about to speak, Zong Ying made a silent gesture to him. He lowered his voice and said, "You can use it for the night, want me help you out?"
Zong Ying waved her hand, and Sheng Qiushi put the folding recliner chair against the wall and put a blanket on it.
"If you're sleepy, take a nap first. There shouldn't be any problems at night."
"I'll watch it for a while."
Both of them spoke carefully, but Grandma woke up.
Zong Ying quickly got up and asked, "How do you feel now?"
Grandma half opened her eyes and said slowly, "Just a little dizzy. It doesn't matter. When did you come?"
Zong Ying answered truthfully, "Half an hour ago." Then she said, "It's my fault, you shouldn't be left at home alone."
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Night Wanderer
FantasyOn the summer night of Shanghai in 2015, Zong Ying, a forensic expert, bumped into an unexpected visitor named Sheng Qing Rang at home. He said that he was also the owner of the apartment No. 699. He came to modern times every night from 1937, and t...
