Chapter 62: The anger is a little stronger

"Okay." Gu Xingyu turned around and went out to find someone.

After a while, he rushed back with the cleaning staff.

As soon as the cleaning staff entered the door, they were choked by the strong smell of medicine and coughed a few times.

After greeting Gu Ziheng, and after getting permission, he hurriedly ran over to open the door and window of the ward, and first dispersed the smell of medicine in the room.

Then went to the bathroom and got a bucket and a mop.

The cleaning aunt was cleaning up, and a little old man of fifty or sixty years old outside the door sniffed in and sniffed and quickly came in.

Seeing that half of the things on the ground were cleaned by the cleaning aunt, she was busy shouting to stop it.

"Stop, stop."

Aunt Cleaning was startled by his yelling, "What...... What's wrong with this? ”

Gu Ziheng asked politely, "Uncle, is there something wrong?" ”

The little old man smelled the medicine and leaned over to the remnants of the ground.

A person chattered, "Mother ginger juice, Chuanxiong, beef pith...... Aracea. ”

Speaking of this, he paused and raised his hand and touched his chin, "No, Tiannanxing mainly treats snake and insect bites, but the other medicines are clearly for fire poison, how can these be put together......"

The cleaning aunt froze there and didn't dare to move, looking at Gu Ziheng at a loss.

Seeing this, Gu Ziheng asked again patiently. "Uncle, you're here to find someone in the hospital.

This is my ward, if you are looking for someone, you can ask the staff at the outside desk. ”

The little old man raised his hand and made a silent gesture to tell him not to speak yet.

The potion that Gu Ziheng, Gu Xingyu, and Aunt Cleaning all disliked were extremely disgusted, but he was extremely obsessed.

The whole body was almost on the ground, and he put his nose close to the potion on the ground and sniffed it a few times.

A person Gu Zi muttered in a low voice, "This recipe is so strange, what is this taste?" Why can't you smell it?

I don't believe it, and there are medicinal herbs that I can't smell the old man. ”

On the side, Gu Xingyu finally couldn't hold back anymore and stepped forward directly to start driving people away.

"Old man, you have to find someone to look outside, this is my third brother's ward.

If you don't go out again, I'm going to call someone. ”

Seeing that the old man was unmoved, he raised his hand to greet the cleaning aunt and said angrily.

"Come here, kick him out immediately, otherwise, I will immediately call your hospital to complain."

The cleaning aunt is just a part-time worker, and she is complained by a guest that she will lose her job.

As soon as I heard this, where did I dare to refuse.

Just as he was about to step forward, the old man finally moved.

It's just that he didn't pay attention to Gu Xingyu at all, but looked at Gu Ziheng with a struggling and hesitant expression.

"Where did you get this medicine?"

Gu Xingyu was originally holding back the fire in her heart, but this old man ignored her for a long time, and the fire in her heart was even more rubbing up.

scolded directly, "Where did you come from, it's your, I'll tell you to get out of here immediately!" ”

The old man turned his head and looked her up and down carefully, "Girl, I see that your Yin Tang is black, your face is blue, and your internal fire is vigorous, so it is better for your body to take medicine to recuperate." ”

Gu Xingyu exploded in an instant.

"Old immortal, who do you say, you are black, your whole family is black.

As for the security, go and call the security guard over to me and kick him out for me. ”

Don't think she doesn't know what it means to be black, only the people who are dying on TV will be black.

There was a sound of footsteps coming from outside the hospital room.

Shen Qinghe walked in from outside with the attending physician.

Gu Xingyu took Lu Siyu to the hospital before, although she was not happy, it was not good to drive people away directly, so she went outside to find the attending physician.

First, I wanted to know about his situation, and second, I wanted to ask if I knew any throat experts.

Although Gu Ziheng never said it, as a mother, she knows better than anyone that he really loves singing.

Otherwise, I wouldn't rather go behind the scenes to do music shows than make movies and television over the years.

It just so happened that the doctor said that his mentor had something to do from the capital and could help to take a look, so he came back with someone.

Unexpectedly, before the tutor could be found, he heard a quarrel in the ward.

Shen Qinghe hurriedly led someone into the door, "Xingyu, this is a hospital, what are you arguing about?" ”

Gu Xingyu said aggrievedly, "This old man is sick, and he said that I should take medicine if my Yintang is black, and I think he should take medicine." ”

Shen Qinghe turned his head, and then saw that Lu Siyu had left in the ward, and there was a cleaning aunt standing next to him, and an old man who looked to be about fifty or sixty years old.

I was about to ask what was going on.

Gu Ziheng's attending physician on the side, after seeing the old man, was stunned for a moment and hurriedly stepped forward.

"Wendao, why are you here? What happened? ”

Wen Lao waved his hand, "The little girl is a little angry." ”

As soon as Shen Qinghe heard this, he immediately guessed the identity of this person, glared at Gu Xingyu, and hurriedly stepped forward to apologize to Wen Lao.

"Mr. Wen, it's Xingyu who is not sensible, I'm really sorry."

"It doesn't matter."

Wen Lao didn't care, just pointed to the potion on the ground with great interest.

"I wonder where this medicine came from?"

Lu Siyu closed his mouth and remained silent.

Shen Qinghe turned his head to look at Gu Ziheng.

Gu Ziheng was helpless, so he had to answer truthfully, "Lu Miao came here just now, and she brought it here."

Old man, is there anything wrong with this medicine? ”

Wen Lao raised his hand and touched his chin, which only had a short stubble, and thought of something, "Can I take your pulse?" ”