279 Price increase? Price?

The patient was taken to the ICU, and Deng Chaohong from the Department of Orthopedics and Director Sui of the Department of Fracture were also called in to deal with the ulnar and radius fracture of the left forearm.

Ji Xiang and the others saw Deng Chaohong hurriedly change his clothes and enter the ICU, and they didn't even have time to say hello.

"Let's go, go out for a bite to eat, and drink two beers to suppress the shock." Director Liu saw that after the patient was given tetanus antitoxin, there was no longer the previous congestion and broken arm, and he had already counted them.

Ji Xiang's diagnosis was correct.

The knowledge about tetanus has gradually deteriorated, and it has long been returned to the teacher, Director Liu secretly used his mobile phone to surf the Internet to "see a doctor", looked up tetanus-related theories and compared them with the patient's symptoms.

All sorts of weirdness are supported by theories.

Thinking of the fact that he was so scared that he almost peed, he was a little ashamed and beckoned Ji Xiang to eat.

Meng Qingfei was on duty and had no way to leave, so Director Liu beckoned the second-line professor to be on duty, and left the Second Affiliated Hospital with Mr. Wu in a swaying manner.

"Xiao Ji, what do you want to eat?" Director Liu asked.

After ordering this, I asked Ji Xiang what to eat, Ji Xiang thought about it, and his first thought was to barbecue.

Last time I met a little guy playing with fish at the barbecue, Ji Xiang also opened the system mall.

In the blink of an eye, many days passed.

"Let's go to eat barbecue, it's a little late, and other houses probably can't open the door. Last time, Mr. Wang and Mr. Mo took me to ......"

"Let's go." Director Liu already knew where Ji Xiang was going, and said directly.

"Director, you go there often, too?"

"Of course." Director Liu said, "That store has been open for more than 20 years, and it is different from ordinary stores for us. ”

"Oh? What's the difference? ”

Ji Xiang caught a glimpse of Director Liu's legs were still a little stiff and walked smoothly, so he began to chat with Director Liu to relieve his nervousness.

"Have you ever seen a store that is doing well but still has to take a weekend off?"

"His house is still resting?"

Of course, the boss of Lu Yan said that this is called a combination of work and rest. Believe him, bad old man! Director Liu scolded hatefully, "Every time I want to eat on the weekend, I have to call him first and ask if he can open the door, does he do business?" ”

"Not only that, I heard that his family is doing well, and someone suggested expanding the store, but the boss of the company refused."

"Uh...... Why? Ji Xiang couldn't figure it out at all.

"It is said that his store is so big, and the owner is just capable of coming over. If the store is bigger, the quality will decline, anyway, I don't believe it, I think his boss began to lie flat early in the morning.

As long as you earn some money enough to spend, the boss of Lu Yan seems to think that it is meaningless to have more money. ”

"It's not enough to lie down, I know the waiter in his store, and I'll go to the consultation." Director Liu said.

There's a story in it, Ji Xiang pricked up his ears.

"The child was a wandering orphan who had fallen from a great height a few years ago and landed on the back of his left head. At that time, the child was bleeding from all his orifices, and the child's holes were scattered, and his reflection of light was gone.

Later, a bottle of mannitol was hung in the township health center to the county hospital, and the director of the county hospital asked for a referral at a glance, and finally went to the second hospital attached to us. ”

"At that time, Director Bai was still in the clinic and operated on the child, and it was said that about 30ml of brain tissue was missing."

"It's true!" Mr. Wu was curious.

"Of course, at that time, Director Bai still asked me for a consultation." Director Liu changed his clothes, left with Ji Xiang and Mr. Wu, and walked to the barbecue, "Xiao Ji, Xiao Wu, let me ask you a question, what will happen to people who have less 30ml of brain tissue." ”

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Ji Xiang and Mr. Wu didn't know.

"Director Bai said that people are different, anyway, the little clerk in Yan was in a coma for 3 days, and after waking up, he began to be agitated, and the air bag was injected into the urine tube, and he directly took the air bag to remove the urine tube."

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"Don't talk about this, after 1 month, the patient finally got better, but Director Bai found that when he faced the doctor, he spoke Mandarin, standard Mandarin, not our Northeast dialect. However, when he chatted with other patients and their families, he spoke Hokkien, which was messy and no one could understand it. ”

"I'll go, is there really such a thing?" Ji Xiang was surprised.

"What's the matter?"

"It's the brain injury that triggers memories."

"It doesn't seem to be, anyway, in the end, Director Bai didn't explain what was going on, the patient was going to be discharged during the recovery period, there was no place to go, we went to Yang Yang to masturbate, and the boss of Yan Yan said that there was just a shortage of a little waiter, and if he could do it, he could take it in."

"The boss of Yu Yan is really good." Mr. Wu said.

"Quite a weird guy." Director Liu said, "I usually stare at the female customer with my eyes, and I look fascinated. ”

"Hahaha, men, it's all the same." Mr. Wu laughed, but there was no smile in his laughter.

The strange scene he had just experienced brought Mr. Wu a deep blow, and he has not recovered until now.

Even if he was laughing and chatting normally, it was not the same as usual.

The three of them chatted while talking, and came to the barbecue.

A huge sign was pestled outside the storefront, red whirring, with a line of words written on it.

[Due to the rise in prices, mutton skewers have risen from 10 yuan 12 skewers to 12 yuan 14 skewers. 】

Ji Xiang was a little stunned when he saw it, is the boss of Yu Yan sick in the brain? If he hadn't seen that black and thin man in person, Ji Xiang would definitely think so.

"Well, let's take a look." Director Liu glanced at the notice written on the sign and smiled, "Although he has weekends off and usually doesn't stay up late, he is willing to make more money in the season." ”

"Director, this is a loss of money!" Mr. Wu said in surprise.

"Losing money? The first thing you feel at first glance is that instead of increasing the price, the price has dropped, and the boss is sick in the brain. Director Liu said with a smile.

"yes."

"Xiaoji, what do you say?"

Ji Xiang thought about it in his heart, immediately found the problem, and replied with a smile, "In the past, it was eight cents and three strings, but now it is eight cents and five, and the price has indeed increased." ”

"But anyone who uses elementary school mathematics to calculate it knows that the price has risen, but this advertisement gives people a kind of boss's brain is not easy to use, and there is a consumption impulse to be cheap and not take advantage of nothing." Director Liu said with a smile.

Mr. Wu calculated, and after a long time, he suddenly realized that the price had indeed risen, although the price increase was pitiful, but he was impulsive to consume after seeing the "advertisement" and himself, and the effect of the advertisement was simply not too big.

"The owner of the shop is very interesting, and this shop has been open for many years, and I used to order takeout when I was still in the hospital at the beginning. At that time, there were no delivery workers, and his family had a delivery one, which was specially sold to doctors, nurses and patients in the hospital. ”

"And then?"

"It seems that the takeaway app has been canceled for a while, and I still have to keep someone to run the hospital. Anyway, everyone is familiar with it, and it's not anyone's order. ”

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Note: Recommend this book, "Leisurely Cultivation in the City", urban cultivation of immortals lying flat.