Chapter 1122 Song Yi: Come on, give me a baby to play with!

"Brother Nan, I can't find Squad Leader Hao. Did you see it wrong? I've been looking around for a long time!"

Seeing Li Xiangnan slowly coming back from the east side of the memorial hall, Song Zimo hurriedly went to meet him.

"I found him!" Li Xiangnan smiled, "I told him what I wanted to say! Let's go!"

"That's good!" Song Zimo did not doubt him and took him back to the waiting parking lot, where two cars of the Song family were already waiting.

"Is it almost over over there?" Li Xiangnan turned around and saw that many reporters were waiting for his grandfather outside the Great Hall.

Song Zimo didn't know the specific itinerary, so he could only shake his head.

Song Yi hurried out of the Great Hall and ran over to say, "We can go now. My dad sent someone to say that they are inviting the old heroes to have lunch at Diaoyutai at noon, so let's go back first!"

"Okay! Then let's go find Lao Duan and the others. It's a good time for us to go around and have a look together during the holiday!" Li Xiangnan suggested.

So for the whole day, Li Xiangnan, Song Yi and Song Zimo took the old Duan family to visit various famous attractions in the city. Little Duan Xiaoqin was so excited that she called Aunt Song all the way, which made Aunt Song very happy.

"I think I might as well have a baby myself to have fun with!"

After sending Old Duan's family back to the company, Song Yi felt very emotional when they were about to part.

"Come on!" Li Xiangnan pushed her into the car and laughed at her, "Get married first! Even if you like children, you can't break the rules!"

Song Yi's face was red, and she glared at Li Xiangnan's face several times. She couldn't help laughing and said, "So can you and Ruobai step up a little?"

"Don't cheer for me, cheer for your brother! Zimo, cheer up!" Li Xiangnan smiled and patted the car door. Seeing that Song Zimo hadn't moved for a long time, he couldn't help but curse, "Xiao Song, are you deaf? Hurry up and get out of here! Didn't you hear your sister start to persuade me?"

"Brother Nan, what my sister said is right! Come on, raise the daughter first. If you don't want to raise her, let my sister raise her. She likes daughters..."

"Go away!" Li Xiangnan cursed and laughed as he sent the two away.

After returning to the yard, he sat in Zhou's house for a while and chatted with Aunt Lu about Zhou Yuejin's marriage. Then Grandpa Li Dequan returned to the yard.

"Grandpa Song is gone?" Li Xiangnan ran out of Zhou's house and helped the old man into the front yard.

"Well! The old guy is in poor health, not as good as me! I have been walking for a whole day and nothing happened, but he keeps complaining about the pain in his legs and feet!" Li Dequan hung the crutch on his arm, looking very energetic.

Li Xiangnan smiled along, knowing that his grandfather was in a very good mood after meeting those old comrades, so he spoke for Mr. Song and said, "Grandpa Song is a few years older, so his health is naturally not as good as yours!"

"That's really a false age! I've eaten all my meals in vain!" Li Dequan smiled and stroked his beard. He walked into the backyard, glanced at his grandson, and asked, "How was it? How did you feel about the flag-raising ceremony today?"

"Shocking!" Li Xiangnan said in admiration: "Grandpa, the flag has never been raised here in Tiananmen Square before!"

"Your grandfather-in-law Xiao Haier and I, as well as a few other old guys, have unanimously proposed that today's flag-raising ceremony continue. You young people, you must not lose your sense of national honor and national identity!"

Hearing this, Li Xiangnan looked at his grandfather with a tingling scalp.

I didn’t expect that the flag-raising ceremony in later generations was actually related to my grandfather!

"Grandpa, don't worry, our Li family bloodline is here and will never forget your teachings!"

Jingle bell, jingle bell!

Just then, a quick phone call suddenly rang.

"Grandpa, I'm going to take a call!" Li Xiangnan left this sentence and hurried to the next room.

"Hello, who is this?" Li Xiangnan frowned after answering the phone. "Cough? How old are you? Okay, Sister Mei, wait a minute, I'll be there soon!"

After hanging up the phone, Li Xiangnan put on his bag and immediately ran to the next door. While putting on his shirt, he explained, "Grandpa, I'm going out for a while. Please tell my mom!"

"Where are you going again?" Li Dequan smashed his pipe and ran out to ask.

"Let's go to the factory hospital!" Li Xiangnan had already cleared the bicycle kickstand. "Sister Liang Mei said there was something wrong with one of the kids, and asked me to go over and take a look!"

"Okay, hurry up! I'll tell your parents when they get back!"

"Ok!"

Li Xiangnan pushed the cart and ran out.

"Doctor Li, Doctor Li, have you heard about Lao Hao's injury? Has he gone to the hospital?"

Grandpa Yuan in the front yard was on holiday at home. Seeing him coming out of the yard, he went up to talk to him, but when he saw Li Xiangnan running away without even turning his head, he said in frustration, "What's the matter? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Many neighbors in the yard greeted Li Xiangnan, but he naturally had no time to greet them in detail. He walked out of the yard and hurried to the machine repair factory.

Liang Mei spoke very urgently on the phone, saying the situation was not good, and the patient was very young, only nine years old, and had been coughing.

Liang Mei is an obstetrician and gynecologist and has experience in treating newborns. Since the establishment of the pediatric department last year, a new field of medicine has been opened up. She can handle both minor and major pediatric illnesses, so they will definitely not come to her for help.

Therefore, Li Xiangnan concluded that the child’s condition was definitely not simply pneumonia.

It took me more than ten minutes to get to the Hongshankou Machine Repair Factory. I glanced at the guard room and didn't see my grandfather-in-law, so I rode hurriedly to the factory hospital.

"Hey, Dean Li is here... Oh, thank you so much!"

As soon as Master Xu from the reception room finished greeting him, a cigarette was thrown to him. He hurriedly took it and saw Li Xiangnan's figure running out of the stairs. Seeing Ding Yuqiu coming out, he asked, "Director Ding, why is Dean Li in our hospital? What happened?"

"Xiangnan is here?" Ding Yuqiu was startled and glanced upstairs. "He's upstairs?"

"Well! He runs really fast..." Before Master Xu finished speaking, he saw Ding Yuqiu's figure also leaving an afterimage.

"Hey, one is faster than the other!" Master Xu had just lit a cigarette when he saw Dean Yao rushing in from the door. He quickly stood up and called out to the Dean, but before he could say anything, he saw the other party rushing upstairs. He was stunned.

Li Xiangnan ran up to the third floor, and Wu Xiaomei came to meet him, "Xiao Li, Director Liang is on the second floor of the Pediatrics Department, come down this way!"

After saying that, she led Li Xiangnan to the side building, passed the rooftop, and went directly to the newly built pediatric building.

Liang Mei was looking through the patient's medical records at the door of the intensive care unit, her face serious.

"Sister Mei, what's wrong?" Li Xiangnan walked over quickly.

Seeing him coming, Liang Mei glanced at the child's parents in the ICU and gently closed the door, "Let's talk in the office!"

After that, he quickly led Li Xiangnan into the doctor's office, handed him the child's medical records, made him some tea on the tea cabinet, turned around and handed it to him, and said inexplicably with some concern: "This child's cough is too abnormal! Now he has asthma symptoms! I suspect he has tuberculosis in his lungs!"

"tuberculosis?"

Li Xiangnan frowned and looked at the child's household registration. "From Yuhang, Zhijiang? That's not right. A person with tuberculosis shouldn't have to travel so far to see a doctor? The medical level in Zhijiang is not bad!"

He flipped through the child's medical records again and his eyes narrowed.

This child named Zhang Chun started to treat his cough in August. In just two months, he had visited no less than a dozen medium and large hospitals across the country, and his medical record book had already become as thick as college entrance examination practice questions.

Li Xiangnan keenly sensed that something was wrong.

No wonder Liang Mei called him. This child’s cough is not that simple.

"Do the child's parents have coughing symptoms?" he asked subconsciously.