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Miao Er left the dresser, full of happy cells. She re-entered Zhang Bo's bedroom, kissed Zhang Bo's face with tears, and said silently in her heart: You rest first, and I will let Lan Zhenzhen come to give you an infusion to sober up. Wake up the art cells in your brain, wake up the love you never forget.

Miao Er washed her face in the bathroom, closed the door, opened the Santana outside the gate, and drove towards the branch of Wofoshan Town Hospital.

In front of the branch building, Miao Er put the car under the locust tree by the pond, walked across the road, and walked into the branch building. In the corridor, there are a lot of patients, respectively in the outpatient number, some time ago, the hospital was divided into a doctor, a nurse, to reduce and relieve Lan Zhenzhen's pressure, these patients all believe in the doctors of Zhang Bo Clinic, Miao Er does not know these people, there are many people who are migrant workers, the local people know her, and they all shouted "Dean Miao, Dean Miao" to say hello. Miao Er always smiled and counted as an answer.

There are fewer people on the second floor, there are people who take medicine, and there are drops in the ward. At the top of the stairs on the third floor, there is a wooden sign that reads "Idlers step up". Miao Er went directly to the third floor. In the middle hall on the third floor, there is a grandmother's masterpiece, "Reclining Buddha", on which thousands of characters are displayed on the long scroll of history, one by one active on the picture, narrating the long-standing fiery era.

There are banners of "Longpan Orange Well" and "Tiger Shou Apricot Forest", Huang Zhongyi's expression, the spirit of words, and some celebrity calligraphy and paintings, all of which were donated by grandma. Huang Zhongyi's Yue Fei's "Man Jianghong", Su Shi's "Water Tune Song Head. Mid-Autumn Festival", as well as Li Qingzhao's idle words. There is also a striking banner in the center of the hall: Save the dead and help the wounded, and practice revolutionary humanitarianism. Miao Er walked to see this, stretched her arms and spun, happy like a child, and found a place to play. She saw Linxian Tower, where there was a colorful halo, like her happiness, like her happy dream.

She turned a little tired and walked towards the office. Push open the door, and there are all kinds of office utensils inside. She knew that after Zhang Bo recovered, he would work here. Next door is Zhenzhen's bedroom, and to the east is the dormitory of Han Shuang, Xiao Man, Li Yi, Hu Yimei, and the two doctors and nurses who were transferred.

She sat down in a chair in her office, half-lying on her back, looking out at the sky outside, the objects in the room, and the white walls. Three-dimensional office cabinets, luxurious computers, fresh air, so comfortable..., she looked at it, and narrowed her eyes. It's so comfortable, the pond outside the window is like a mirror shining on the building.

Lan Zhenzhen came up to change his clothes and saw that the door was open. Walked in. Miao'er!

"Miao'er, go sleep in the bedroom." Lan Zhenzhen woke her up.

Miao Er opened her eyes tiredly: "What are you shouting?" People are so tired. ”

"Let you go to sleep in my bedroom, next door. Hey, you're sick? "Lan Zhenzhen has never found out that Miao Er has no energy.

"You're sick, can you think of something good? Miao Er sat up and snorted. Lan Zhen was really shocked.

"Nerves! Hey, that's not right. Why are you so tired, like in a field except for ten acres of grass? Lan Zhen told the truth.

"Thinking about the good, thinking about the distance, I am still waiting for a bumper harvest of ten acres of land." Miao Er said, and after speaking, she "giggled".

"I'm so happy. Really planted ten acres of land? Lan Zhenzhen asked her in surprise.

“… Well, really. Miao Er replied embarrassedly. That's their subtext.

"Is it ovulation?" Lan Zhenzhen asked her, very concerned.

"Look at my lips." Miao Er raised her face and stretched her small mouth in front of Zhenzhen.

"It's fresh, it's very red, it should be that little life, good luck." Lan Zhen was really happy and wanted to jump.

"So I'm waiting for a good harvest." Miao Er is ashamed, but she is not so ashamed to talk about it between them! Miao Er is very happy.

"Shame, shame, shame..., no shame. This is a major event in life, I have been worried about you, it is not good for anyone to continue to be in such a stalemate, and today finally opened up this situation. As a good sister, Lan Zhenzhen's eyes are moist, and only she understands the truth of the matter.

"Really, you're worried? Miao Er looked at Lan Zhenzhen, this iron sister, is more important than falling in love with herself.

"How long have you been sweet?" Lan Zhenzhen asked, in order to determine their feelings.

"More than two hours, really tired and happy." Miao Er told the truth, there is no need to keep it for the truth.

"Good luck having a daughter like you, no, it should be a boy." Lan Zhenzhen clasped his hands together and blessed him very sincerely.

"It's a twin, I feel like a twin, for sure." Miao Er corrected it seriously.

"It's best to be a dragon and phoenix, a key protected object, move around less these days, and the porridge in your mouth won't be swallowed." Lan Zhenzhen said that it was originally a reasoning of the actual situation, but it became a high-level humor.

"Big, bad, egg, big bad, I really want to borrow your bedroom for a rest." Miao Er pulled Zhenzhen and walked out, and said, "Zhenzhen, you go and give him a few bottles of liquid, he is drunk." ”

"What's going on?" Lan Zhenzhen asked.

Miao Er came back from the visit of the guest and went to work in the hospital by herself, and Zhang Bo drunk and hazy hugged her into the bedroom, and both of them giggled.

"It would be perfect if he treated you like this in a lucid state, because it is a subconscious sustenance, no..." Lan Zhenzhen considered the problem very comprehensively and profoundly.

"Brother and sister are brother and sister, see what he says when he wakes up." Miao Er has been immersed in happiness.

"Actually, you picked up a big bargain, he is an honest man, once he recognizes you, he will always be responsible to the end, but, this kind of thing has been written in many books, many of them are because they shouldn't have happened, but they happened, the helpless combination, but also the helpless ending, only in his heart and you are willing to do it." Lan Zhen is really Miao'er's wisdom naan.

"I know that I can't do it if I don't seize the opportunity! Miao Er said that whoever took the initiative was the same: "It's okay, don't worry, I'll eat him." ”

The real room is very clean, the hangers, shoe racks, desks, and Simmons have their own home, here, if it is daytime, you can see the geese and ducks playing in the pond nearby, and you can see the rolling mountains in the distance.

"That's all there is, adventurer." Lan Zhenzhen said, "Lie down and sleep for a while." ”

Miao Er lay on Zhenzhen's bed and fell asleep, Lan Zhenzhen changed her clothes and walked out of the room, closing the door lightly.

In the afternoon, there were many fewer sick numbers, Lan Zhenzhen prescribed, paid, received medicine, and went to Zhang Bo's house.

The door of Zhang Bo's house was not locked, pushed open the door, and really walked into Zhang Bo's bedroom. Zhang Bo was still asleep, perhaps still drunk, in a dream.

Lan Zhenzhen smiled, thinking: After eating others, you can still sleep peacefully, you have suffering.

Zhenzhen found a hanger, hung up the hanging bottle, gently pulled Zhang Bo's hand, tied a pulse pressure belt, eliminated the poison, pierced the needle, fixed the adhesive tape, adjusted the drip speed, and walked to the study outside the door, sat there and found an idle book to read.

When it was almost dark, more than two bottles of three needles dripped from three bottles, and Zhang Bo woke up.

"Doctor Lan?"

"If you wake up, drinking so much alcohol will hurt your body."

"Oh, oh, Zhang Bo moved his body, he felt inappropriate, he didn't wear anything on his lower body, he was covered with a thin quilt, and his upper body was a shirt.

Lan Zhenzhen smiled and said, "It has nothing to do with me, it was Dean Miao who asked me to come, she said that you were drunk and took off your clothes in the bathroom." ”

"Oh...," he said, one of his hands moving under the covers.

"Let's do it after the fight." Zhenzhen said: "If there is something wrong, tell Miao'er." ”

"Thank you, Doctor Lan." Zhang Bo said.

"Dean Semyon, she will cook dinner in a while, you two are really good, stick to each other every day, like a husband and wife." Lan Zhenzhen said tentatively.

"It's a misunderstanding. The disparity in the year, the age of birth is different, this ditch is very big, besides, what will people think of me, what will they say about me, the old cow eats..., no, it is a lie to the little girl, I seem to be a little shorter in front of people. Zhang Bo said, there are many worries.

"There is not much annual limit on love, in this regard, you are just conservative, conservative makes people chill, and Miao Er's character, if I were to drink two bowls of Meng Po soup earlier, I would have forgotten your past and present lives. Lan Zhen said unfairly.

"It's not a problem that Meng Po Tang can solve, and it's not that I'm pedantic, the painter's sister is always her sister." It is difficult for Zhang Bo to explain this generational problem.

"Here it is again, she is your sister and will never forget, this has nothing to do with Miao'er's affairs, as long as you figure it out, her grandmother will figure it out, on the day of the opening, listening to the painter's meaning, she has already acquiesced in your relationship, she said that she wants to be promoted to two levels, why don't you understand!" Lan Zhenzhen helped him analyze it.

"Look at what you're saying." Zhang Bo said helplessly.

"Say anything, as long as you are worthy of Miao'er!" After the hanging bottle was dropped, Lan Zhenzhen gave him a needle, a little angry.

"That's my sister, for sure..." Zhang Bo was just about to say no, Lan Zhenzhen glared at the apricot eyes, raised the empty bottle and made a move to fight, Zhang Bo didn't continue: "You..." ”

"You sunset red, call me Sister Miao'er again, I, Han Shuang, Xiao Man will beat you up!" Lan Zhenzhen demonstrated the demo, then stopped and ran away with a "giggle" smile. Leave a fragrant breeze.

Zhang Bo was at a loss: Do I take Miao'er... Zhang Bo didn't dare to think about it. Heavenly mercy.

To be continued. (To be continued......)