404, someone is sick and someone hurts

And Jiang Jieyun, the local rich man's sick name, stared at the medical records sold by other hospitals. Gray-blue. In the middle, the words medical record are simply printed. Below is the name of the hospital. There are not a few pages in total. From the paper itself to the quality of the print, nothing is crude and crude. "Huh. You said. What should be the cost of this thing. Is it uniformly ordered from the outside by the hospital, or is there a specific supply channel? I don't know how many of these medical records they can use in a day. ”

Enron didn't bother to pay attention to this seamless profiteer. Leave him alone there, talking to himself in a small notebook. Thinking about his business and changing accounts. When he was sick, he refused to idle his head. It seems that the fever is not severe enough.

The doctor on duty was a middle-aged man. It looks more like a patient than Jiang Jieyun, who has a lot of business experience. Puffy face. Drooping eye bubbles. Purple-red and grayish lips. The fluorescent lamp hit the face in white and miserable. The voice of the consultation is weak. Rigid and procrastinating. There is a sense of perfunctory. A few simple questions. Two more tests were done. He prescribed medicine. Send them away.

An Ran and Jiang Chengzhuo refused to relax. The two of them asked questions one by one. A refusal to pay for the consultation was wasted. You have to ask a lot of questions. The frame that tortures the doctor to the fullest. But their attitude is very good. Be diligent and inquisitive. Two pairs of eyes sincerely. Anxious and innocent. The doctor gradually became impatient. I can't lose my temper.

It's easy for these two to think it's worth the ticket. Only one accompanied Jiang Jieyun to the disposal room on the side to play the hanging bottle. The other goes to bargain and pay.

Compared to a doctor in the office. The beautiful nurse in the disposal room was in good spirits. Looking at An Ran, he couldn't help but whisper Jiang Jieyun. muttered Jiang Jieyun again. He smiled and comforted her. "It's fine. Just hit the hanging bottle a few times. This medicine is good. It works pretty fast. The young man looks good at physique. ”

She was not comforted. Mrs. An didn't think she was wrong. She said this. An Ran felt as if she was a little too nervous. Like a nervous old hen. Immediately stopped. He smiled a little awkwardly at her and thanked her.

Jiang Jieyun took advantage of the needle and began to chat with the nurse sister through the conversation. Draw on the daily office supplies of the hospital without a trace. It seems that this guy is really interested.

Jiang Chengzhuo just handed over the money and came back. I was answering a call from Zhao Zhenxu to inquire about the situation. Zhao Xiaopang heard that there was nothing wrong here. Then he started talking about business again.

An Ran pointed to Jiang Chengzhuo's hanging bottle. Motioned for him to take a look. He walked to the water dispenser in the corridor he had just aimed at and picked up three cups of hot water. One cup per person. Hold it in your hand to warm your hands. He took off his great scarf. It was on the arm of Jiang Jieyun who was hanging the bottle...... When playing dripping. The smell of cold fluid flowing into the blood vessels is unpleasant. Warm your hands with a glass of water. It will feel better to cover it with some more clothing.

It's getting late. All of a sudden, there seemed to be fewer people coming to fetch the hanging bottles. Soon. Another nurse was also idle. It didn't take much time. The rich man of Jiang Da began to hook up with the nurses and sisters who were free while playing the hanging bottle. Young Master Jiang was sitting. Two beautiful nurses stood beside him and chatted. Look at it from the left. Belle. Look to the right. Belle. Surrounded by flowers. Yan Fu is not shallow.

Jiang Jieyun is the kind of person who talks as long as he wants to. The type that anyone can talk to. People are smart. gave birth to a good face again. Easy to like. Let's talk about it now. He didn't deliberately focus on topics that interested him. The range of chats is wide. It seems like a fantasy. Nowhere to focus. In fact, he is good at looking for those that can be dug deep in these seemingly boundless conversations. A focus with potential.

Jiang Chengzhuo's phone call is over. I also joined the conversation with the paper cup in my hand. There is too much tacit understanding between them. But I listened to a few words. I know a few key topics that Jiang Jieyun is interested in. So he quietly took over and continued the conversation. But the patient Jiang Jieyun has quietly withdrawn. Holding the water glass in his hand that was fading in temperature, he listened quietly. Only occasionally interject a sentence or two.

Enron used her healthy curiosity as usual. Although she is familiar with those topics. Some are unfamiliar. But she is willing to learn about all the unknown. From time to time, questions are raised. For example, the daily life of a nurse. For example, some of the details of the patient's story and so on. Listened very carefully. This note-taking maniac is close to a recurrence. Dig out a notebook from somewhere to record it. But at the same time, she could accurately notice the cooling temperature of the water cup in Jiang Jieyun's hand. In the midst of a lively conversation, he quietly got up and went to pick up another glass. Changed it for him.

Jiang Jieyun took the water cup. He turned his head and smiled at her. Don't say thank you either. Instead, he simply pretended to be sick and leaned his head lightly on her shoulder. Agile and acting, shrinking in a delicate and weak posture. The bird uses weakness as an excuse in human form. Generous line of oil rubbing.

An Ran was a little worried by his somewhat pale smile. So I didn't even think about refusing to the leaning head. Instead, she leaned her shoulders towards him stupidly. Let him lean more comfortably. He reached out again and touched his forehead. Asked softly. "What's wrong. Headache. It's still uncomfortable. ”

"Nope." He just wanted her to feel more sorry for him. I don't want her to worry too much. "It's just a little tired." There was a pause. There was a tired sigh in his voice. "Let me lean in."

Enron didn't hesitate. There was no silence. I just helped him see if the drip hose on his hand was loose. In case of needle rolling. Then he pulled the hair that fell on his shoulders to the side. lest the hair prick him. And then let him lean on it.

Jiang Chengzhuo's words. One person can deal with two nurse sisters with the same ease in the vernacular. In one's element. The three of them chatted endlessly. Laughter. The atmosphere was hot. And An Ran and Jiang Jieyun leaned together quietly. Sit next to them. Neither of them spoke. Just listened to them with a smile on his face. The sound of each other's breathing rang in their ears, along with the laughter of the three of them. There is an indescribable and reassuring comfort and tranquility in the bustle. Even their laughter seemed to become distant and soothing. In the smell of a piece of disinfectant water. The smell of each other is so distinct.

Jiang Jieyun fell asleep unconsciously. He was so tired.

An Ran looked at the thick clothes on his body. He pulled his hat again. Let him fall asleep. Until the drip is almost finished. only to wake him up gently. "Huh. Jiang Jieyun. Wake up. Don't sleep. Spiritual spirit. Save yourself from being blown by the cold wind when you go out for a while. The cold got worse again. ”

Jiang Jieyun let out a "hmm". Slowly opened his eyes. A little sleepy smiled at her. He said as if talking to himself. "Why did you fall asleep?" But I know it in my heart. With her by your side. The heart is so quiet and peaceful. Nothing to worry about. She will help him keep an eye on the amount of dripping at all times. will help him pay attention to the warmth and coldness. Let him rest assured to rely on.

The nurse's sister helped him pull out the drip at Enron's prompting. Let him press the cotton wool himself. And remind them not to forget to find time tomorrow to continue to take medicine.

Jiang Chengzhuo got acquainted with the two sisters in a short period of time. Grinning. When he turned his head, he glanced at Jiang Jieyun proudly. Indicates that the task went smoothly.

Jiang Jieyun gave him a thumbs up. Smile lightly.

Start over. There are brothers. It feels good to have loved ones around. Jiang Jieyun felt cheap. Sometimes it's not bad to get a little sick.

If this is heard by Jiang Chengzhuo and Zhao Zhenxu. It's going to be a big deal for him. Cut. Of course it's good. Someone cares all the time. Take care of it. It's like protecting him like a giant panda golden snub-nosed monkey. Thoughtful from head to toe. They all dreamed of getting sick. Anyway, they figured it out. When it rains again next time. They must run naked. Someone hurts when they're sick. I'm happiest when I'm sick~

Jiang Jieyun's illness is not at the right time. Poorly rested. The heat subsided and came up again. It's erratic. The burn here hasn't gone down completely. The throat is really inflamed. Cough non-stop. But even so. Some business has to be negotiated by him personally. It just so happens that a few of the new customers are old smokers. Choked on his lungs. I have to hold back and endure it. I'm afraid that coughing too hard will make the other party unhappy. I can only carry a box of throat lozenges on my body at any time. When it's itchy, it comes with a piece in my mouth.

Enron in order to take care of the sick number. I just started commuting to work with the sick number. became his female secretary. Serve tea and water. Delivery of documents and tablets. A small kitchen and pantry were also set up next door to the office. Feel free to cook a few of them to eat. Strive to hold on to the sick number to survive this most critical period. Don't let his condition worsen. And don't let the work be delayed.

But even if there is an enron and careful care. A large number of delicacies are served. Jiang Jieyun's recovery is still quite slow. The body is very thin. His face was pale to gray. The face, which was already deeper than that of ordinary northerners, is now as three-dimensional and profound as if it had been specially carved. The more this happens, the more surprisingly bright it looks. Especially when it's time to work. Contrasting with the gray face and thin fingers. It makes people feel like they are being pulled by something.

This cleanliness addict still insists on being immaculate in white. It's just that I'm very thin now. The flawless white clothes turned into white clothes. A jacket that would have fitted properly. Now put it on and move it straight and swing. It really verifies what it means to take the body and breed it locally.

There is no way. Should you stay up late or stay up late. The business still has to run the business. The rest of the time is still to see the stitches to review and read the book. Strive to get a good result in the make-up exam at the beginning of the semester. Give the school a decent explanation.