Geng Hao lifted the curtain, and the small infirmary was a little crowded, so he could only stand at the door and watch the situation. Doctors are examining Monan's belly. Monan's cries filled the entire infirmary, and it was obvious that the pain was not light. Geng Hao's brows also furrowed, and he was nervous.

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt. ”

"What about here?"

"It hurts!"

"What about here?"

“……”

The doctor examined it carefully and asked about many more symptoms. As soon as the examination was finished, Mo Nan was anxious to say that he was going to have diarrhea again, so Mo's father quickly picked up Mo Nan and sent him to a small toilet behind the village committee first, so that he could solve it first. The doctor shook his head and sighed, and went straight into the place where the medicine was placed in the room to dispense the medicine. Geng Hao looked left and right, and followed up.

"Doctor, what kind of illness did Mo Nan have just now?"

Mo Bei in the outer room heard that he was asking about his younger brother's condition, and he also hurried into the inner room. Geng Hao glanced at her and gave her a place. Mo Bei, like Mo Nan, is very thin, but her height is tall among her peers. There were large and small scars all over her arms and legs, and the type of wounds looked like bumps. is obviously a girl, and she looks skinier than Mo Nan's younger brother.

The doctor was giving Mo Nan an an intravenous drip and said, "It's not a serious illness, it's just a slight food poisoning, just take a drip." ”

"Poisoned?" Mo Bei felt terrible when he heard this word, and quickly asked the doctor again, "Why did he get poisoned?"

"If you eat badly, you will eat less snacks in the future, those are all junk food. As he spoke, the doctor told Mo Bei, "Go back in the future, let your parents cook more for you, and don't eat bad food, do you hear?"

The doctor's face hated that iron could not become steel, and Geng Hao also understood, it must be Mobei and Mo Nan's parents who were busy with the business of the mahjong parlor and had no time to care about their sister and brother. Geng Hao also often saw their sister and brother going in and out of the only small shop in the village below the slope, and every time they had a snack in their hands, they couldn't hold it. If Geng Hao had nothing to do and sat on the slope for a day, he could see the two of them running inside five or six times.

Mo Bei faced the doctor's advice with a look of disbelief: "Then everyone else didn't eat snacks and was poisoned? It must be that Mo Nan himself ate something messy." ”

"You girl, then tell me, why do you come to me every once in a while with a stomachache?" The doctor also talked to her, if it weren't for the fact that he was on a drip in his hand, he slapped her on the head angrily, "What is your stomach bad because you didn't eat snacks?"

Mo Bei recalled the tragic situation when he had an upset stomach every time, and was silent for a while without speaking. After thinking about it again, he made a grimace with a very disdainful expression, and as soon as he turned around, he said, "Nonsense." ”

"Hey, say I'm talking nonsense, you ask your teacher, am I talking nonsense?" The doctor dragged Geng Hao down, and he had to explain the reason to this little girl.

Geng Hao doesn't like Mo Bei very much, although he hasn't taken her class, he has seen her deal with others and talked to her a few times. Mo Bei, a girl who lacks education at first glance, is impolite in words and deeds when facing others, and never looks at people squarely, even to elders. And he loves to bully his peers. When she was at school, she often bullied several girls to cry, and boys were also bullied and cried by her. Liu Jia handled these things, and he also heard Liu Jia come back to complain.

But after all, it is a child, with his own professional ethics as a teacher, he cannot give up on every student, and firmly believes that every student has a time to get better, and at this time he needs the patient guidance of adults. Geng Hao comforted himself like this, without these high-sounding words, he couldn't let himself take off his colored glasses and face Mo Bei.

"Yes, the doctor is right. This junk snack is not good for the body, so you have to eat less. Aren't you already suffering from stomach aches from snacking? Your brother is still suffering from mild food poisoning, and he should pay more attention to his diet in the future. Geng Hao gave Mo Bei a piece of advice very seriously.

Mo Bei glanced at him and pouted: "He doesn't take me, he's not my teacher, you just lied to me!"

Geng Hao's brows instantly tangled together, and there was a fire rushing up in his heart. What kind of girl is this? Why is she thinking so differently?

"Teacher Geng, don't be angry, this Mo Bei is beaten like this. The good-tempered doctor couldn't help but stink, and comforted Geng Hao very intimately. Geng Hao took a deep breath and told himself not to be angry.

"Doctor, doctor, how's it going?"

Father Mo's voice sounded outside, and the next moment, Father Mo opened the curtain and broke in, his face full of anxiety: "My son has collapsed again, and he can't speak." ”

The doctor was not angry when he saw Father Mo now. Diarrhea and prostration? I can't talk anymore? Who is to blame? It's not that I blame you for not being a good parent, and I don't know what you're doing all day long!

"He's just mild food poisoning, it's not a big deal, just a few bottles of drips. The doctor had already prepared all the medicines, put the medicine bottle and some tools needed to prick the needles in an iron plate, and walked out with them. The inner room is smaller than the outer room, and it was supposed to stand two or three people, but now it is crowded into a room, and the doctor can't get out at all, and his face is immediately pale.

Father Mo was so frightened by his words that he asked again and again, and his voice was like thunder: "What's the matter? Why did you get poisoned?"

"It's food poisoning, it's eating bad things. How did you get poisoned, you have to ask what your son ate!" The doctor couldn't help but raise his voice, and when he saw that he was still blocked, he urged Mo's father in a loud voice, "Don't get in the way, hurry up and let me go out and give him a needle, so that he can pull it a few less." ”

"Oh, good. ”

Father Mo agreed and retreated to make way for the doctor. Geng Hao also retreated after the doctor, his eyes kept falling on Father Mo. looked like a middle-aged man who was in his prime, with thick hair and a moderate figure, but he was always bent over, with a bear-like appearance, and his face was full of greasy. I really don't know how he and his daughter-in-law became parents and taught such a pair of good children.

Father Mo rubbed his hands, so anxious that he was still asking, "What did he eat, can he eat poison?" Mo Bei, do you know what your brother ate?"

Mo Bei thought about it beside him, and said indifferently: "I didn't eat anything, it's the same as what I ate." I just ate a ham sausage, a bucket of instant noodles, and a few bags of spicy strips, and I'm fine. ”

As he spoke, Mo Bei also opened his arms and showed his health very vigorously, in order to refute what the doctor and Geng Hao said just now. And said that Mo Nan was poisoned by eating snacks? She's fine, what about a liar! Don't think she's only nine years old and easy to deceive. She had a stomach ache before because she was hungry and didn't eat enough. If I had eaten a few more bowls of instant noodles at that time, I would have been fine.

The doctor and Geng Hao glanced at each other, feeling that such a baby was really hopeless, so they pretended not to hear anything. Who knew that Mo's father was guarding his son's bed, and after hearing Mo Bei's words, he only had a blank face.

"The doctor, there's nothing wrong with what they eat, what's the end of Monan?"

Hearing this question, anyone is on fire in their stomachs, looking at Father Mo like a mallet. There is nothing wrong with eating like this, but what do you have to eat to call it a problem?

Geng Hao was a little lucky, fortunately, the doctor came down from the county seat, and he usually couldn't understand Mocun dialect, and all the patients had to use broken Mandarin to communicate with him. Otherwise, Geng Hao didn't know that there were such strange parents in the world, which was so strange that people had nothing to say.

"Mo Fengjiang, your baby is eating snacks every day, she doesn't eat well, she eats bad stomach, and she gets poisoned, this is the problem!" The villagers who were taking intravenous drips in the room couldn't stand it anymore, and helped Mo's father realize his mistake.

Father Mo showed the same disdain as his daughter: "Nonsense, how can you blame it on eating snacks? They didn't eat much." And when his stomach is full, he doesn't care if he eats or not? My daughter-in-law and I also eat instant noodles all the time, so why don't we get food poisoning?"

"You two are not poisoned, you two have a stomachache!" The doctor rolled his eyes and waved his hand, "Yes, don't fight with your family, you carry Mo Nan to the bed inside." ”

There was another small room in the infirmary, which contained three beds with blue cloth cushions, white sheets, and a thin white quilt on top, in a standard hospital bed configuration. Mo's father put his son on a bed.

The doctor put the iron plate on another empty bed, moved an iron frame, hung up the drip bottle, adjusted it, and then tied Monan's wrist with a rubber tube, patted the back of his hand twice, easily found the blood vessel, and pierced the needle after eliminating the poison. After some operation, the doctor took the iron plate very neatly and left. Before he went out, Mo Nan called again: "Dad, I'm going to pull again." ”

Father Mo twisted his eyebrows, and roared again: "Doctor, this hanging bottle is all hung up, why does my son still have to pull it?"

The doctor's face was calm: "This medicine is not immediate, it will have to wait for a while to have an effect, pull it again once or twice, the medicine will be infused, and it will work well." After speaking, the doctor still reassured, "Call me when the medicine is almost finished, look at it." ”

"Yes, you see. Mo's father Lisuo agreed, and helped Mo Nan out of bed again, "Son, you walk by yourself, and your father will bring you a hanging bottle." Mo Bei, help your brother. ”

Mo Bei immediately stepped forward and supported his brother. Father Mo was just about to take the hanging bottle, but Geng Hao had already helped him get it first. In Mo's father's puzzled gaze, Geng Hao first politely explained: "I am Mo Nan's Chinese teacher, my name is Geng Hao. ”

"Oh, that college student!" Father Mo exclaimed.

In the past so long, many people in the village have seen him, and it is rare to look at him like this and exclaim, but suddenly this kind of label and title appeared, and Mo's father's voice was still very high, Geng Hao was a little unaccustomed. Geng Hao still had a smile on his face: "I'll help hold the hanging bottle, you can carry Mo Nan over, it's faster." ”

"Oh, thank you, Mr. Geng. As he spoke, Father Mo picked up Mo Nan and hurriedly ran to the toilet. The rain outside is getting heavier again, and Geng Hao and Mo's father no longer have extra hands to hold umbrellas, so the three of them go back and forth in the rain.