Wang Lufan reached the hospital within ten minutes. He quickly went to the emergency room and sanitized his hands first. The resident doctor came and briefed him about the condition.
He listened to it and asked the patient, "Hi, don't worry you will be ok. Can you tell me where does it hurt the most?" the patient replied, "My stomach… hurts the most."
Wang Lufan lifted up the patient's shirt and put his palm on the stomach. He knocked on some fingers with the other hand at different locations. Then, he pressed on some points. When he pressed on the upper left side, the patient screamed out in pain.
Dr. Wang gave orders to the resident doctor, "I suspect he hurt his liver so let's take a CT scan first." He went to the CT scan room and waited for the resident doctor to bring the patient.
While waiting for the report, he saw his friend coming out from the operation theatre. Dr. Song came out with a nurse following him. He discarded his gown, mask and gloves, and start washing his hands.
The nurse said, "Dr. Song, you are just amazing. Your suture on the artery was so perfect. At this rate, you will soon become like Dr. Wang, the only best specialist in the department who is just a final year resident!"
Dr. Song gave a short smile and said, "No, I don't want to become the only resident who does every surgery of the whole department. Well, I did learn suturing from him."
A voice came from sideways, "Look who is talking… the one who did the heart transplant surgery during his resident years." The nurse was shocked and asked without thinking, "Dr. Wang, are you telling truth? Do all handsome doctors are this intelligent?" She realized her mistake, shut her mouth and ran away by covering her blushing face.
Both the doctors laughed at the childish behavior of that nurse. Dr. Wang asked, "You seem busy today." Dr. Song nodded and said, "Did something happened today? You look a bit nervous."
Dr. Wang shook his head and denied it. Dr. Song pursed his lips, "If not then that's good. Ahh… should I teach you hacking? I think you will need it." Dr. Wang thought about something and nodded, "Hmm… that would be better."
He has to learn this because now he doesn't have that person with him. Speaking of which, that person could have taught him better than Song Hao; after all, he was an expert in it. But… is he even alive?
Just then he heard a click of fingers in front of him. Dr. Song asked, "Where are you?" Dr. Wang came out of his thoughts and said, "Huh? What did you just ask?"
Dr. Song sighed and said, "I asked whether you can come with us to the main mansion tonight or not." Dr. Wang replied, "Unfortunately I can't. I have an important surgery scheduled today and even after that I have to observe the patient personally." Dr. Song said, "Ok then," and went for the regular round of check-ups.
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At the main mansion, The Songs',
Master Song came home early since his nephews were coming. Even if he is transmigrated into this body, he still felt a great attachment to the nephews of this person because of the memories.
This person, who also has the same name as his name in the past, used to cook for his nephews affectionately. So, he freshened up and went inside the kitchen. He decided to make a hot pot for Song Hao and spicy chicken dumplings for Song Qiang.
When he tried to see through the owner's memory at first, there were plenty of memories with his nephews. He had tried to cook and it turned out well. Song Qiang didn't find it odd so he was relieved.
While making the feast, he became a bit sad. He never cooked for his family back then so he didn't know how it feels when you cook for your loved ones. Let alone cooking for family, he never used to have dinner with his wife and kids. It was his little dumpling who made the rule to have at least one meal together when she grew up.
After that, he came to know his kids' preferences in the food. His both kids used to share food with each other. It was really the best time they had together.
When he was thinking about those memories, a gentle smile appeared on his face.
A voice made him came out of his thoughts. "Ahem.. ahem.. what is that which is making Mr. Song Dae Hyun smile like a lovestruck… I am curious now," Song Qiang asked dramatically.
Uncle Song laughed and twisted his ear, "Who calls his uncle by their whole name! I am definitely spoiling you so much these days." He noticed something and slapped Qiang's hand away, "They are still raw! Wait for some time." While uncle Song was scolding him, he was trying to steal one dumpling.
Even after that, Song Qiang was disturbing his uncle every time. Ultimately, he told Qiang to review the files on his desk until the dinner gets ready to cook the feast peacefully. He went upstairs half-heartedly but reviewed those files sincerely.
After about one hour, Song Hao came home. Uncle Song finished his cooking and came out. "Welcome home Dr. Song Hao!" he said and hugged his nephew. He pulled back from the hug and looked at the young man in front of him. His nephew has grown tall and handsome.
He said while remembering his elder brother, "You have turned into a very tall and handsome gentleman… just like your father."
Song Hao smiled and said, "Uncle, becoming like your elder brother is a very tough goal for me. I would rather become like you, it's comparatively easy!" both of them started to laugh.
"So now I am an outsider for you guys, right? You both are enjoying and here I am! Reviewing all those difficult documents and making my brain tired, nice!" Song Qiang shouted from upstairs.
He hurriedly came down by skipping two stairs and started bickering with his brother. Song Hao sighed and said, "Uncle, why did you give him the documents to review? It will only increase your workload."
Looking at his bickering nephews, he missed his two kids more! The gentle and understanding elder one and the trouble maker younger one. Everyone in their city used to envy these siblings.
"Uncle!" Qiang shook him. He came out of his thoughts and asked, "What happened? Ahh… Hao, you go and wash first. Qiang, come with me to keep the dishes."
Both the Song brothers looked at their uncle with a confused face and shrugged it off. Song Hao went to his room and Qiang joined his uncle to help in the kitchen.