It's a contest between men about prey, and no one with the slightest bit of manhood will be intimidated.

Yang Zeming didn't hesitate, his eyes were gloomy and indifferent and replied: "Then let's wait and see, see if Chen Jing will be a poor boy like a migrant worker, or a mature man who is about to be promoted to vice president, which man is more reliable, I believe she can tell the difference." ”

With that, he turned back to the office, and the loud sound of slamming doors echoed in the silent hallway.

Scum.

Lin Lang crossed his arms and scolded in a low voice.

From the moment they met, Lin Lang saw that Chen Jing was the kind of simple girl who only knew work, she was very generous and had a good heart, how could such a good girl be ruined by this kind of scum?

Anyway, it's okay to be idle in Zhongzhou City, this idle matter is in charge of Lao Tzu, Lin Lang secretly made up his mind, and suddenly received a slap in the head.

Turning his head, the second aunt crossed his waist and glared at him angrily: "Stinky boy, what are you doing in the office, do you still want to block people's doors and fight like when you were in school?" ”

"Don't pull your ears, can't I go with you?"

The second aunt's temper is really speechless, the two of them didn't let go until they reached the rescue room, the rescue room is slightly larger than the general ward, there are three beds, Lin Zheng is lying on the bed by the window, the nurse has just finished drawing blood for him, and he looks a little weak.

Lin Lang grew up in a single-parent family, except for his mother, he was the closest to the two elders, and immediately sat on the edge of the bed, lifted Lin Zheng's sleeves, gave him a pulse, and the couple looked at him curiously.

"Langlang, what are you pretending to do?"

Han Cuiying didn't believe that her nephew who grew up would see a doctor, Lin Zheng's brain was still active, and she guessed if her nephew had studied medicine in the army, and was about to ask, but Lin Lang suddenly stopped.

He opened the window to take a breath, covered his forehead and said to himself, "I seem to be sick." ”

Then he fell to the ground with a thud!

Scared Lin Zheng and his wife enough, there was a patient lying on this bed, why did he fall down again? Hurriedly went to shake him, shook him a few times and didn't wake up, and shouted Nurse Come on.

……

When he regained consciousness again, it was the next morning.

Lin Lang looked at the snow-white ceiling, wondering why he fainted, the last time this situation occurred, it was just when he had just enlisted in the army for training, and he couldn't withstand the devilish training of the army, and after that, no matter how dangerous the situation was, he had never fainted for so long.

"Awake?"

Two doctors in white coats walked in, the man was tall and vicissitudes, and the woman was slender and quiet, it was Yang Zeming and Chen Jing, and the person who asked was Chen Jing, and his tone was obviously concerned.

walked to the bed, turned on the small flashlight, irradiated his pupils, and asked him to open his mouth to check the condition of his mouth, the weather was hot in summer, Chen Jing only wore a thin V-neck T-shirt in his white coat, and when he leaned over, he could just see the snow-white skin in the neckline.

She checked it very carefully, obviously not realizing this, and after a moment, she put away the small flashlight and tongue depressor: "Do you know what's going on?"

"How could he be a patient who knows. Yang Zeming's words were sarcastic.

"Is it a blood disease?"

Lin Lang's question was about to get to the point, Yang Zeming was slightly stunned, and immediately coughed lightly to cover up the past, opened the checklist, and said routinely: "The white blood cell index and neutrophil index are high, the high fever does not go away, there are symptoms of respiratory tract infection and cross-infection, and after doing blood culture, the preliminary judgment is sepsis." ”

The last three words made Chen Jing a little sentimental, sepsis is not an ordinary disease, it is difficult to cure, the mortality rate is about 60%, and from the perspective of laboratory indicators, Lin Lang's situation is not very good.

I didn't expect him to get this kind of disease, Chen Jing sighed, and said with a reluctant smile: "Don't worry, in terms of blood and kidney disease, Dr. Yang is very good, I have asked him to pay more attention to your illness, and I will come over often, you have to face the illness positively, you know?"

Yang Zeming, who was standing in the back, smiled meaningfully.

Just tore his face yesterday, will he seriously see his opponent? The ghost believes it, Lin Lang sat up from the hospital bed, beckoned to bring the test sheet, looked at it by himself, and looked very attentively.

"Do you understand?" Yang Zeming did not miss every opportunity to ridicule Lin Lang.

Lin Lang didn't say anything, read all the test sheets, threw them on the small table next to the bed, looked up and asked, "Who made this diagnosis?"

"Me. ”

"You're either a communiqué vendetta or you're ......"

Yang Zeming was afraid of affecting his image in Chen Jing's mind, so he hurriedly defended: "I'm a doctor, will I joke about this kind of thing? Don't look down on people, I'm not so stingy!"

Lin Lang nodded and smiled: "Then I can only say that you are a quack." ”

"What do you say, you say it again!" Yang Zeming was very angry, this kid was determined to go against him, he went against him in everything, and slandered him as a quack, which was really hateful.

Chen Jing was afraid that the relationship would be too stiff, which would not be conducive to future treatment, so she persuaded Lin Lang to say less in a low voice, and Lin Lang replied very simply: "I won't let this quack cure me to death, who will compensate me?"

"Hey, it seems that I am very willing to treat you, if it weren't for Dr. Chen's repeated instructions, I wouldn't have accepted a patient like you, and if you want to change the doctor as you please, I will never stop you. Yang Zeming was happy to watch the show on the sidelines.

"I'll arrange a change. Sure enough, Chen Jing shook her head helplessly, ready to go to the hematology department to find another experienced doctor.

Lin Lang stopped her: "I'll take care of it myself." ”

"Do it yourself?" the two said in unison, their mouths wide open in surprise.

I haven't heard of any patient who can treat himself, even if the doctor himself is sick, he will not treat it alone, the disease happens to him, it will affect his judgment, it is best to consult other doctors, or give it all to other doctors.

Yang Zeming seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, laughed and walked out, only Lin Lang and Chen Jing were left in the room, Chen Jing frowned and asked: "What kind of nerves, you are not a doctor, if you are competing with Dr. Yang, I advise you not to come nonsense, this disease is not a joke." ”

Who would joke with their lives?

Lin Lang didn't have this habit, and patted her shoulder: "Don't worry, it's not a serious illness, it will be fine in a few days, please take care of my second uncle in the next few days." ”

Your second uncle has someone to take care of, and the person who needs to be taken care of is you, Chen Jing secretly pouted, knowing that he was very stubborn, so he didn't say it, and went out after giving a word of peace of mind to recuperate.

……

Anecdotes always spread quickly, and Lin Lang's refusal to accept treatment from Yang Zeming, director of the nephrology department, soon spread throughout the department, and when the nurses pricked the needles in the morning, they would curiously glance at the ward where he was staying.

Seeing him watching TV with Erlang's legs crossed, no injections or medicine, and a few silver needles on his arms, they all laughed at him for having nerve problems, how can sepsis be cured by Chinese medicine acupuncture?

Every time like this, Lin Lang will leisurely chant a poem, others laugh at me for being too crazy, I laugh at others for not being able to see through it, and then continue to watch TV leisurely.

After watching it for a long time, he couldn't help but feel a little sleepy, and he wanted to turn off the TV and take a nap, when a news from the city channel attracted his attention.

"The will case of the Brilliant Group is still fermenting, and the executive president Bai Shengxue, because of the will of the former president Bai Hedong, has started a lawsuit with several senior antiques, and is likely to lose the lawsuit, according to reliable sources, if she loses this lawsuit, she will lose the helm of the Brilliant Group......"

Bai Shengxue is really a big man in Zhongzhou City, and it is all in the news.

The big man seems to be in trouble, forget it, the trouble of the big man, the little man can't control it, Lin Lang turned off the TV, pulled out the silver needle on his arm, and slept with his head covered.

As soon as he slept until it was dark, he vaguely felt that someone was patting him, and when he lifted the quilt, he saw that Chen Jing was carrying two bags of fast food and had already made the small dining table on the hospital bed.

In the afternoon, she went home and changed her clothes, still slim jeans, changed to light blue, this woman who only knows work, probably doesn't know how to dress herself, she probably doesn't have a skirt in her closet.

Also, she never wears makeup.

Even so, it is still beautiful bubbling, as the old saying goes, it is good, clear water out of hibiscus, natural carving, this pure natural beauty has a unique charm, much more pleasing to the eye than those Internet celebrities with heavy makeup and glamorous makeup.

Chen Jing opened the lunch box, handed him the chopsticks, habitually wrapped the drooping hair behind her ears, lifted the frame, and asked while eating, "How do you feel today?"

"Oh no, I'm dying. Lin Lang picked up the chopsticks weakly and complained.

"Help me go to the toilet first. ”