At this time, Peng Yu came over, and he said, "Have you tested your urine, it's faster over there, you can go there to do it first." So we worked on this project together.

The nurse gave everyone a plastic measuring cup and told them to go to the toilet and get some urine samples. Brother Jian finished urinating first, walked halfway out, and scolded: ", I forgot to pick it up." I guess I'm still thinking about the fact that we just laughed at his height.

I was also in a bad situation, and I couldn't squeeze out a drop after waiting in front of the standing urinal for a long time...... I was stupid and regretted that I went to the toilet in the morning, otherwise I would have had to fill it with such a small glass, even if I had a draught beer glass.

I looked at Don Juan next to me peeing so freely, I was moved to borrow some from him...... But when I think about it, who knows what is wrong with him that will affect me. So I was in a hurry and used the killer trick of the monk - whistle!

In order to avoid the suspicion of others, I deliberately blew a high-spirited song "The River Flows Eastward", but when it blew to the ** part, it came out with a bang, and I took a full cup. I cautiously walked out, shouting "Careful, careful!" Let's da, let's da! "The urine is dangling in the cup, my balance is not bad, although I am more stunned, I don't spill much, and my hands are not wet...... Finally, it was delivered to the window safely, waiting for the result.

Soon there was a roar from the window, "Whose cup is this?" The tone sounds, this eldest sister who does the test seems to have a bad hand playing mahjong last night. I looked back and saw that she was talking about my cup, and hurriedly ran over.

She glanced at me: "How can I take it when it's so full?" ”

"This blames me, one is inexperience, the other is poor technology, I must practice my skills like an oil seller when I go back, and I guarantee that I will be better next time." I had a smile on my face, for fear that if she was upset and made a mistake with my test data, it would be enough for me to toss.

She looked at me again, her eyes were a little less murderous, more smiling, but her facial muscles still didn't move, as if she was smiling. Then she pulled out a straw out of the window, sucked a small tube in my measuring cup, and whispered, "It's okay, go and pour it out." ”

That's it? So fast? I waited 2 seconds for her to ignore me before I took the measuring cup away.

I'm worried that I didn't hear clearly, and it would be tragic if I threw away the item and didn't finish checking it out, and asked me to get a drink.

When I came down from the test window, I felt much more relaxed. Passing by the ENT department, I met Shi Nian who was queuing, and she asked me, "Lu Tu, have you finished checking the ENT department?" "I said yes.

She didn't believe it, "Why are you so fast with so many projects in the ENT department?" ”

I said that after a careful examination, the doctor wrote only one word on my physical examination form.

She wondered, "What's the word?" ”

"Handsome".

"You should immediately go and add a project, do an electroencephalogram, and see if there is something wrong with the brain." As she spoke, she grabbed my arm and pinched it, ouch, I was really willing to work hard, it hurt.

Then came surgery, chest X-ray, and blood draw. When it comes to blood drawing, I'm not afraid at all, I'm more afraid of the kind of blood test with my finger pricked, although the amount of bleeding is smaller, but this fear is from a young age.

When I was a child, if there was a child with yellow face and thin muscles, and did not like to eat, the old people thought that they were frightened and did not possess their souls. In fact, it is the accumulation of chancre in traditional Chinese medicine.

My grandmother would sometimes use a sewing needle to rest on the fire and grill it a little, just to sterilize, and puncture the acupuncture points in the middle of my ten fingers, squeezing out yellow water or blood from them. Some of the neighbors also have superstitions, using blue, white, and black twine around the child's neck, one circle on the arm and one on the foot, the boy around the left hand and the right foot, and the girl around the right hand and left foot, saying that it is tied to the root of life.

At that time, I was a bamboo pole, according to Xingcheng dialect, it was "scraped thin" (it is estimated that scraping can not scrape a little oil and water), and my mother and nanny chased after me to feed and did not eat, and the result was always difficult to escape.

In my impression, this process of picking up the crucine is a bit like the plot in "The Wind", it is simply torture, and I have always been afraid of blood tests and finger when I grow up, which should be the shadow left at that time.

It's just that I suffered so much, and the result was useless, and I still didn't like to eat a lot of food, according to my family's words, "I grew up with a bowl of rice". Until now, it is basically a bowl, and my bowl is bigger when the food is delicious, and sometimes I simply use a vegetable bowl to solve it.

The ultrasound item is always the most crowded in line, and the inspection speed is also slower, so I made it the last inspection item.

As I lay on the hospital bed, lifting my clothes to reveal my belly, I noticed a pair of fascinating eyes behind the examiner's mask.

Judging from the white and delicate skin on her slender hands, she is a young woman. When I looked at each other, I closed my eyes a little weakly, afraid that she would find out that I had been watching her.

"Okay, wipe it clean with paper. Call the next one in. "The masked beauty doctor handed me a stack of large, thick absorbent paper.

The slippery conductive paste didn't completely clean after wiping it for a long time, I was uncomfortable and a little uncomfortable, I didn't know if she found it, so I immediately sat up and turned around and fastened the belt and walked out.

"Eh, wait a minute, you haven't got your medical form yet." She said to me.

"Oh, my test results are okay, right?" I went back to get it, and asked in disguise of panic.

"It's okay, the prostate is normal, but it's a little mild fatty liver." She replied.

This is to be expected. I was a typical "carnivore" since I was a child, and since my junior year of high school, I have said goodbye to the years of cantilever cone and thorn stock, and I have not had any opportunity to lose weight.

Coupled with these current friends who drink and meat, this development trend seems to be a bit like the divorce rate in modern society, and it is difficult to reduce it.