In order to wait for Zhang Binhui, Yan Yeyang lived here in Xiaoyuan. After all, the Martians and the Earthlings are of the same ancestry, so the customs, habits, and thinking are all similar, and Yan Yeyang easily adapted to them.

Including getting sick.

The air environment of Mars is much better than that of Earth, at least there is no haze, so their resistance is obviously much worse than that of us earthlings.

It was only the next day, and his throat was inflamed, so He Qiliao accompanied him to see a doctor.

"Do you have a social security card?"

The doctor's question Yan Yeyang didn't understand, why abandon Liao, but he was a mainland expert, and immediately answered for him: "Oh, no." ”

The doctor's head was raised: "What do you do?" ”

He Qiliao smiled: "A little business." ”

The two of them were dressed in oily and slippery clothes, and the doctor nodded and continued to write a list:

"Let's do some tests first, so that you can understand the situation. Your inflammation can be big or small. ”

Yan Yeyang was a little nervous, but He Qiliao was easy to get used to, and he was like this every time he came.

So the doctor prescribed a lot of test sheets, from blood tests to X-rays to B-ultrasound, and when the menu in the computer turned to the MRI, He Qiliao's mobile phone rang, and he took out the local tyrant gold, so the doctor clicked on this option.

"You're going to pay for it, right?" After thinking about it, the doctor still asked. He Qi Liao nodded again and again: "It's me, it's me." ”

So the doctor smiled: "Is there anything else needed?" ”

Yan Yeyang was a little puzzled: Need? Didn't I come to see a doctor?

The doctor noticed a slip of the tongue, so he pushed the list in front of them: "Go, there are a lot of people, it's a little choking to get it down in one day today." ”

When he looked at the big needle **** his own blood vessels, Yan Yeyang was pumped and shouted: "Didn't you say that you just pricked your fingers?" ”

Looking at those large tubes of blood, Yan Yeyang was heartbroken: if this was left on Mars, it would only be possible to get so many injuries from training.

At that time, he regretted it and wanted to end these tests, so He Qiliao could only do his ideological work, so that he could finally persuade the prince to come back.

The second test is B-ultrasound, Yan Yeyang and He Qiliao are crowded in a large number of pregnant women, how do you look at it and think it is not a taste.

Finally, a man came, and after thinking about it, they didn't dare to sit down. The man was sick at first sight, and it was estimated that he had kidney problems, and he went to the toilet in three or two minutes.

It's hard to turn this one, and I can't line myself for half a day, and I didn't wait until the two of them were dizzy and drowsy, and there was a call in the ultrasound room.

Seeing a group of guys coming in, the doctor who tested the B ultrasound was a little puzzled: "What kind of color ultrasound are you doing when you have nothing to do?" Got a lot of money to play? ”

Yan Yeyang didn't dare to reveal his identity, so he prevaricated and vaguely passed, but he thought in his heart: Isn't this prescribed by the doctor?

After doing it for a long time, and then wiped the mucus clean with a tissue, Yan Yeyang took a conclusion that the surface was uniform and left the ultrasound room.

And then there's the x-ray, which also has to wait.

After a whole morning, the two of them basically finished the big items, and He Qiliao suddenly found a small ticket in a pile of lists:

"Hey, I almost missed a one, and I have to take a urine test."

So he pulled Yan Yeyang to pee again.

Inside the toilet, Yan Yeyang was in a hurry with the lid of the small cup that was not much bigger than the thumb cover, this cup was too small, how could he pee in?

Outside the toilet, He Qiliao urged him to death: "Lao Yan, Lao Yan, can't you pee?" Hurry up, hurry up, people are going to get off work. ”

The two patients walked by and saw that He Qiliao was having a good time, so they muttered in a low voice there: "Look, when you are young, your kidneys are not good, why are you playing so hard?" ”

Another pretended to be mysterious, as if he were a medical expert: "What do you know? Does planting too much land necessarily break the hoe? Jerking! ”

After aiming for a long time, Yan Yeyang was urged by He Qiliao to be anxious, so he simply poked things in, yes, something bad.

The pressure was so great that the urine shot back like a sprinkler head, and it got all the pants wet.

Isn't it okay if the sample is gone? He couldn't pee anymore, Yan Yeyang had to take the cup and scrape it around on his fingers, trouser legs, and guys, but fortunately, he acted in time, and finally collected a small half bottle.

The two of them held this cup of things, and rushed straight into the laboratory like sending chicken feather letters, He Qiliao was also nearly thirty years old, and he was still like that hairy boy, shouting while running: "Boiling water, boiling water, let let, let me make trouble." ”

This thing is really such a coincidence, the two of them just ran to the door of the laboratory, and saw that the door of the laboratory was locked, and the elevator door on the opposite side had just closed.

Fainted, got off work.

He Qiliao sighed and asked Yan Yeyang to throw the cup of things into the trash: "Old Yan, come and check it in the afternoon, otherwise it won't be fresh." ”

At noon, Yan Yeyang was lying on the bed and couldn't move, tired! It's a lot more tiring to see a doctor on Earth than it is to control a mech.

But no matter how tired he is, he has to stay up, and in the afternoon, He Qiliao pulled him to take a urine test again.

At about four or five o'clock, all the test documents were taken out, and the two of them ran to the chief doctor with their hands in their hands.

The doctor was very satisfied with the documents and went through the test results one by one.

He Qiliao's eyes were sharp, and he found an indicator in the public documents, so he was a little unhappy:

"Director, my friend is a big man, why does this slip say that the white belt is normal?"

The doctor's face flushed slightly, and he immediately put the list away: "Hehe, this laboratory is too irresponsible, I'll talk about them when I go back." ”

All the indicators were normal, so the doctor finally came to the conclusion: the tonsils were inflamed.

Even if he didn't understand the earth's environment, Yan Yeyang felt that something was not right:

"Doctor, didn't I say a problem with the throat? Why does it have nothing to do with what you asked me to test this morning? ”

The doctor's face was straight, and his face was full of righteousness and awe: "You are a layman, don't doubt it if you don't understand, I am a method of elimination, everything is normal, isn't it just that the throat is sick?" ”

The two of them had been tossed and lacked energy anyway, so Dr. Ren was there to make the bill.

"Get a sling, your throat is a little red!"

After asking clearly what the hanging needle meant, Yan Yeyang couldn't help it: "Can you prescribe some medicine, I just have a little cough." ”

The doctor finally showed an expression of hanging pots to help the world: "It's hard to take medicine, the injection is good quickly, you won't be afraid of pain, right?" ”

When he saw He Qiliao bringing a large pile of bottles and cans, Yan Yeyang finally collapsed, and he fled the hospital directly.

At the top of Xiling Park in the west of the city, it was already silent at this time, Yan Yeyang pressed the watch on his right wrist, and a small spaceship was revealed.

The two Martian soldiers led Yan Yeyang and He Qiliao in, and Yan Yeyang took some pills directly from the infirmary and drank them with water.

"Grandma's, I wish I had known that I would come back and take some medicine."