A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

Chapter 344: A melodramatic plot and the remarkable postal boss.

"Mother and baby are safe! However, the baby was premature and needs care. Please sign the necessary paperwork first..."

Hearing this, Jiang Xia breathed a sigh of relief.

Ah!

Fortunately, the author didn't create a melodramatic plot that required everyone to donate blood; otherwise, it would probably have been bombarded with criticism during the Lunar New Year.

Go to sleep peacefully! As for who's in the Delivery Room, Jiang Xia doesn't want to ask...

I got up early in the morning.

Jiang Xia touched the spot beside her and was instantly startled awake. Where was the child?

"Stop touching him, his dad has already taken him away. People were going to thank you, but you're sleeping like a log, they can't wake you up!"

Old Wang leaned against the hospital bed, crossed his long legs, and was munching on a big apple.

"Hey, how did you find me?"

"Tch, with such a commotion, it's impossible not to know!" Old Wang continued munching on his apple.

"You're the kind of person who gets sick just from pushing a cart..."

As they were talking, Old Wang pulled a hot egg out of his pocket, peeled it with one hand, and then put it on Jiang Xia's face: "Next time you bang on the door, use your back, not your face."

"Pah! Do you think I'm some kind of big-faced cat? Trying to bang my face against the door!"

I thought the gate was open, but who knew the child climbed over the crooked tree and out of the yard…

Jiang Xia turned her head and looked at the small bag of apples on the bedside table: "Did that family send these over? Did you pay them? That family is probably not very wealthy. Find a chance to give these to someone else."

"Hey, how do you know other people aren't rich?"

Old Wang put his legs down and looked at Jiang Xia with great interest.

"Nonsense! What wealthy family would let their precious son wear torn cloth shoes? Those little feet would get so cold..."

Jiang Xia reached into his bag and rummaged around until he pulled out five yuan and a cotton shoe coupon.

"Hey, these cotton shoe coupons were given to me by Director Liu from the Ministry of Chemical Industry. They're about to expire if I don't use them soon..."

Old Wang listened to the Ministry of Chemical Industry's announcement, and even his apple-eating speed slowed down a bit...

"Go ahead, you should be able to slip these things into other people's pockets, right?" Jiang Xia chuckled.

"Heh, my specialty is stuffing grenades into other people's pockets..." Old Wang got up, took the grenade, and muttered to himself as he walked outside.

"By the way, where's Li Huaide? Wasn't he lying on the sofa yesterday?" Jiang Xia pointed to a long sofa opposite the hospital bed.

"I don't know! He said he went to buy you breakfast, but he hasn't come back yet..."

Alright, we'll go back to the factory after lunch and get the centrifuges sorted out as soon as possible. Oh, and we also need to work on that "ammonia refrigerator."

Hmm, why isn't Uncle Li back yet? I'm really hungry.

Jiang Xia picked up the egg that had rolled across his face, patted off the bloodstains, and stuffed it into his mouth.

It's my own blood anyway, so I should give it back to where it came from. That's what it means to not waste it!

They waited and waited, and even Old Wang had finished his business and returned, but why hadn't Li Huaide shown up yet?

It was getting late, so Jiang Xia left a handwritten letter and handed it to the nurse at the nurses' station.

"Li Huaide? Is that the chubby, fair-skinned guy who stayed with you last night?"

The nurse blinked: "I think I saw that person when I went to the maternity ward to donate blood."

!

Didn't we agree there wouldn't be any blood donation scenes? Why is this happening again after I've had a nap?

"Obstetrics blood donation? Is it the patient we urgently called last night? Is she still in the emergency room?"

"Hmm! Heavy bleeding. The blood bank is short of plasma, so we can only use it in combination with fresh blood!" The nurse's face was a little pale, but she still had a faint smile on her face.

Jiang Xia secretly left some milk candy for the nurse and decided to call Comrade Jin Guang as soon as he got back to the factory. He wanted him to bring back a few big whales to nourish these angels in white.

But why was Li Huaide in the obstetrics and gynecology department? Did he know that patient?

After wandering around for a while, we arrived at the second floor.

Hey, we actually know each other!

From afar, one could see Li Huaide carrying a lunchbox, arguing with a well-off old woman, while Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong, and several others were nearby. Even the guy who kept complaining about his hand aching, whose name I'd forgotten, was pacing back and forth in the corridor.

Uh, was it Bai Lianhua who was rescued yesterday?

Jiang Xia nudged Lao Wang, telling him to go and tell Li Huaide, while he ran to the parking lot to wait for others.

A short while later, Old Wang returned, looked at Jiang Xia and sighed, "Suddenly I'm quite grateful to the person who caused your house to collapse..."

"I'd only ever heard rumors that there was a lot of trouble in that courtyard, but I never imagined it was actually so damn troublesome!"

Jiang Xia took out the big steamed bun he had snatched from Yang Youning's lunchbox yesterday and started eating it with gusto, then casually handed one to Lao Wang.

"What's wrong? Are they worried about the expenses? Isn't it supposed to be reimbursed by the company?"

"Labor insurance medical care covers half the cost. Even if you only get half the cost for 5000 ml of blood used, that's still a considerable expense!"

Old Wang, with a steamed bun in his mouth, started the little jeep.

"Roar~~~" The little jeep roared, and Old Wang squinted to enjoy the howl of the beast before speaking, "If Jia Dongxu had sent Qin Huairu over earlier last night, nothing would have happened."

"But they insisted on sending her to the factory clinic for a while, and then she started bleeding heavily before they finally sent her to Tiantan Hospital. The people at Tiantan Hospital couldn't do anything about Qin Huairu, so they finally sent her to Peking Union Medical College Hospital."

Jiang Xia murmured, thinking, "Qin Huairu is really unlucky. Sending her to the factory clinic first is probably to save money. After all, the clinic provides free medical care for employees and their families."

But guess why it can only be called a health clinic and not a factory hospital?

Tsk, how pitiful.

"Things have already come to this point, why are they still clinging to Li Huaide?"

"Hey, that old hag, when she saw it was a girl, she didn't want her anymore. Qin Huairu needed blood plasma, right? That old hag wouldn't let the doctor treat her, saying she wouldn't pay even if he did..."

"How could the doctor tolerate her? That was a life at stake! The old hag started throwing a tantrum in the emergency room, and no one could persuade her otherwise."

"When Li Huaide was buying you breakfast, Yi Zhonghai saw it and asked him to take charge of the overall situation."

Uh, is it that interesting?

Let's get over this mess quickly, otherwise that lousy author will be able to write a few more chapters.

……

"The motor has already been brought back to the factory this morning, but the post office would like you to go there when you have time and help them figure out a solution!"

After speeding along and experiencing another surge of adrenaline, Lao Wang spoke to Jiang Xia.

"Hmm? Could there be a problem with the stepper motor's parameters?"

"No, they're trying to set up some kind of automatic switchboard, and it seems they've gotten stuck at some stage. Their boss said that if you can help them solve it, they'll never disconnect your phone line again!"

"Tch, it's not like they dare to pull it out..."

Little Hair shook his head. That's what they say, but the subsequent computer networking will still need the support of the post office. Hmm, let's try to build a good relationship.

After all, Jiang Xia sincerely admired the postmaster.

For no other reason than the hardworking postman, who carries his bicycle on a cable car just to deliver a letter!