Rebirth in the 50s: The Couple with the Hidden Space-Chapter 625 - 503: Visiting the Sick

Zhang Guoqing rode his bicycle, with Zhou Jiao sitting sideways on the back, the two wheels spinning swiftly on the street, not delaying their conversation at all.

"...So, we don’t know Old Sir Zuo at all; would it be rude to visit him suddenly?"

"No, he’d be too happy to see us. There aren’t many in all of Beijing who can have my wife over at their place."

Zhou Jiao smiled warmly. Her man really knows how to talk!

"I get a bit anxious when it comes to the general hospital. This place is really not favorable to us."

"That time was just an accident, I have no trauma, why are you scared? You should be thinking about how many people still remember it. Someone might demand compensation."

"It happened over eight hundred years ago; how could it be possible?"

—No joke, someone really did demand compensation.

They hadn’t even entered the hospital gate when Yang Qun saw Zhang Guoqing and his wife riding like a blazing wheel on the bicycle.

At first, he was chatting with a colleague and didn’t notice, but the speed was so fast that even though he hadn’t seen them for a long time, he still had a deep impression of them.

Yang Qun’s eyes brightened, and he patted his colleague, "I have something to do, let’s chat later."

After saying this, he walked up and raised his hand to shout, "Zhang Guoqing, Zhang Xiaowu, over here..."

Zhang Guoqing looked ahead, oh dear... brother almost put on a green hat.

"It’s Yang Qun." He reminded Zhou Jiao and quickly rode to Yang Qun’s side and stopped, smiling cheerfully, "Brother Yang, long time no see."

Yang Qun nodded to Zhou Jiao who was getting off the back, smiled, and said, "Why don’t you come find me for fun? What are you and your wife doing at the hospital? Need any help?"

"We do need your help. Do you know where Wan Dali, the old man, is staying? His son Zuo Lin is a very close elder of mine, heard he was hospitalized, wanted to visit."

Yang Qun chuckled deeply at his words, "Even if I don’t know, I’ll help you inquire. Why? Because you’re Zhang Xiaowu? I said you kicked the door and left without care, do you want to settle the money first?"

Zhang Guoqing pushed his bike and walked alongside him, laughing, "Brother Yang, let’s not dwell on past accounts, I was hoping for a red envelope from you. Look at you now, I heard you have a good wife and admirable children."

"Oh dear, I knew that money was spent in vain; you have to treat me to drinks."

Zhang Guoqing nodded with a smile, "Of course. You pick a weekend, let’s two brothers get together. Is Uncle Yang working today? I dare not go see him, you have to give him my regards." 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Yang Qun laughed heartily, patting him on the shoulder, "Good, we’ll see each other then. Leave the bike, I’ll take you to find someone first."

Zhou Jiao watched them with arms around each other from behind and was speechless—got along so quickly.

Along the way, she observed Yang Qun avoiding mentioning his ex, Lin Xuelin, which was understandable. That lady’s past affair was quite a scandal; who would willingly don a green hat?

But seeing him intentionally avoiding her younger aunt, Lin Liyin, showed he was indeed "a thoughtful person."

Standing below the ward building, Yang Qun pointed up, "I won’t go up, if there’s anything, have the nurse call me."

Zhang Guoqing nodded with a smile, "Go on with your work. Later I won’t come to the office to find you, I usually stay home on weekends, let’s contact by phone."

Yang Qun nodded with a smile, watching Zhang Guoqing carry his net bag, protectively escorting his wife upstairs. He chuckled, recalling how scary the incident had been.

Thinking of Zhang Guoqing, he grinned. No wonder this guy is so popular; his personality is really pleasant, talking with him makes people happy and comfortable.

As Yang Qun turned to leave, he thought of Lin Xuelin, that woman... and curled his lips disdainfully.

On the second floor, Zhang Guoqing and his wife arrived at the ward door and knocked. After the door opened, a delicate-looking boy of about ten appeared.

He tilted his head, scrutinizing them, "Who are you?"

A steady female voice came from inside, "Kids, don’t inquire randomly, let the guests in."

The boy quickly opened the big door and led the way jumping away.

Zhou Jiao looked at the ward, matching what she imagined, inside and outside in two sections. Outside empty, they probably were all inside, though uncertain about the illness.

Inside the room, besides an elderly person resting on the bed, there was an old lady, a middle-aged woman, and a couple. They all curiously watched the pair of young people by the door.

Zhang Guoqing glanced around, his gaze stopping at the old man and smiled, "Are you Grandpa Zuo? One glance at Uncle Zuo, you resemble him greatly. I’m Zhang Guoqing from Northeast, and this is my wife Zhou Jiao."

Zhou Jiao smiled at them.

Zuo Dali, the old man, asked in surprise, "Does our Zuo Lin know I’m hospitalized?"

"You old man really are... kids, you are thoughtful, come sit down." Old Mrs. Zuo smiled and waved, getting her grandson to fetch chairs.

A nearby middle-aged woman whispered in the old man’s ear, "These are Comrade Zhou Xiao’s daughter and son-in-law who went to university, my younger brother might not know about your poor health."

The old man listened and laughed, "These kids... so it’s the famous Zhang Xiaowu. I know, I know that kid."

Old Mrs. Zuo patted her husband’s hand, "Don’t worry. We didn’t inform him, knowing you don’t want the kids leave their jobs and rush over."

Zhang Guoqing and Zhou Jiao exchanged a look, addressed the old man, "Where are you unwell? What did the doctors say? You won’t let Uncle Zuo come, but you have to take care of your health."

Old Sir Zuo: "These doctors are worthless. The old man says no sickness, they still insist the old man stay in the hospital; just thinking makes me angry. Kids, don’t tell my son."

The middle-aged woman smiled apologetically at Zhang Guoqing and his wife, "I’m Zuo Lin’s sister, Zuo Cuixing. The old man likes to throw fits, don’t mind him. He’s hospitalized this time for a gastric bleed, now sulking due to diet restrictions."

"Stop spouting nonsense, gastric bleed? Where’s the blood? Let the doctor bring it out. Old man’s legs acting up only; it’s not fainting."

Old Mrs. Zuo chimed in, "Yes, just drank too much over carelessly. Otherwise, like a young lad, jumping around healthy."

The old man got poked by his wife, his momentum immediately quelled, "Wasn’t I just seeing good wine around. Okay, just one cup a day then."

Old Mrs. Zuo raised her voice, "Still thinking of a cup daily?"

"Dear, with young ones around, hold back."

Zhang Guoqing and Zhou Jiao, observing silently, realized the authoritative demeanor of Zuo family women was inherited from these roots. No wonder Aunt Zuo took charge of Zuo Lin smoothly.

Zhang Guoqing quietly asked the young man beside, "Did the doctors say it’s serious?"

"Chronic gastritis, doctors advised against alcohol and smoking, and to eat lightly. Nursing makes it fine, so we haven’t informed my uncle."

"Tried any remedies?"

"Used plenty of remedies before, none worked well. This was due to lack of attention. My elder uncle is even checking around these days."

Zhang Guoqing chatted idly, learning the old man’s condition was not dire, which relieved them. An old person at home is like treasure indeed; having Old Sir Zuo around benefited the Zuo family.

With nothing to talk about at the first meeting between the parties.

Zhang Guoqing and his wife finished their respectful and thoughtful visit, they sat for a while and then took their leave.