MTL - I Have a Dragon-Chapter 77 : Harmful Emperor Dragon Embryo!

The doctor put Mo Nan on the bed, first touching his nose, it was a moment of relief.

"Still aura! Weak breath!"

The second doctor immediately explored the aorta again, and then immediately prepared for the supply to check whether something was intruded into the mouth and nose, and whether the whole body was injured ...

"Lao Liang, you can rest assured that everyone is okay and alive!" The doctor checked the round and quickly told Uncle Liang at the door.

Uncle Liang shivered, his whole body shivered, and he cried with joy, and said hoarsely, "Ah! It's all right, that's great! It's all right, why don't people wake up?"

"Don't worry, we are still examining further, and we will have an answer soon!" The two doctors are also kind, and each part is examined very carefully and very seriously.

"It's okay, just okay." Uncle Liang murmured, repeating, the whole body's strength suddenly emptied, and the whole person fell to the ground.

"Hey, Laoliang, Laoliang, what happened to you? Quickly, Laoliang fainted!"

The two doctors lifted Uncle Liang to another bed, and checked again before exhaling heavily.

"Exhausted and fainted, he has been low blood sugar, infusion!"

Mo Nan expelled the cold and cold breath from the dragon's green tires a little, this process took him a lot of time.

He could hear everything that happened outside, and it was already over five o'clock the next day when he opened his eyes.

He was still lying on the outpatient bed.

"Harmful Pterosaur Embryo!"

Mo Nan sighed secretly, and squinted, and found that Uncle Liang was also on the second bed, with a petite figure fluttering next to her. The bartender apron was Liang Zikui.

Looking at this scene, Mo Nan was inexplicably moved in his heart. He suddenly remembered his grandfather and sister at home. Whenever they used to accompany themselves like this.

The doctor who stayed up late just happened to find out he was awake, and quietly came over to ask him about his condition.

"It looks like the young are recovering well."

Mo Nan smiled. Even if no one treated him, he was able to recover smoothly. He couldn't help but ask softly, "How is Uncle Liang?"

"It's the same, low blood pressure and overwork! Let him take a good rest for a few days. Don't worry about it. Don't worry about it." The doctor patted Mo Nan's shoulder, put some effort on his hand, and encouraged Mo Nan.

Mo Nan nodded secretly. It seems that he will go back to practice some elixir tonight to help Uncle Liang solve these problems directly.

He went out to the bathroom and found Liang Zikui also woke up.

This cute little Nizi, her big eyes are swollen with tears, and her mood is still low now.

"Thank you Grandpa for saving me."

Liang Zikui was still very sad, and whispered: "You are all fine, that's good. By the way, I have paid for the medicine, you don't have to worry about it, I will go to school after breakfast. I will stay and take care of Grandpa."

"Did you come over last night? Are you all right at the bar?" Mo Nan's cell phone and card are all still by the lake. He definitely needs to repay them, but he didn't say anything.

"I can't control that much. I'll go back tonight and explain to the manager." Liang Zikui wrinkled as she thought about the part-time job in the bar.

The doctor came over and said, "You all go to school! Let's take care of him, it's just an infusion. There is nothing, and no special care is needed. Let's go to school!"

The two finally listened to the doctor, first went home and then went to school together.

...

Along the way, Liang Zikui's mood finally improved, and she sometimes looked blushingly at Mo Nan.

The morning sun was falling from the tree, and the smile on her corner of the mouth seemed very fresh and pleasant.

"What are you looking at?" Mo Nan suddenly turned to look at her.

"Ah, it's nothing, me, I look at your hair and see how well it is dyed, it's pretty good." Liang Zikui patted his slightly swollen chest like a guilty conscience, and vomited while Mo Nan didn't find it Cute little tongue.

At the gate of the school, Director Wang was still standing there.

I don't know whether it is intentional or not. Director Wang has been staring at the hair of each student.

"This abominable guy always asks my grandpa to work overtime, hum." Liang Zikui stared at Director Wang from a distance, but had to walk up to it.

"Director Wang, my grandpa was ill last night. I'll take a day off for him!" Liang Zikui said reluctantly. If it was not for the sake of grandpa's body, she would not want to talk to this wicked director Wang in her life.

"What? Leave? No, no! He has to come to work, who doesn't come to guard the door?" Director Wang was shocked and immediately refused.

Liang Zikui said anxiously, "My grandpa hasn't had a day off for almost two months. I'm sick today. People are still in the sunshine clinic. If you don't believe me, go and see. So many guards are not my grandpa. I'm again Did n’t I just tell you now, did n’t I call you last night? ”

"Little **** boy, how do I know if you lied to me? Well, I'm too lazy to tell you, come in!" Director Wang waved his hand impatiently, and pushed Liang Zikui in.

Mo Nan frowned, and then suddenly said, "Uncle Liang, did you approve or not approve?"

Director Wang glanced at Mo Nan's hair and found that there was no fault, so he hummed, "I'll call him for confirmation. Why do you care so much?"

"Do you approve or disapprove?" Mo Nan stared directly into his eyes, as if a flash of breath flashed through his eyes, and asked again.

"Have you finished? If he is really ill, we will approve it with the medical record sheet. Well, approved." Director Wang suddenly felt a little embarrassed in his heart and immediately compromised.

Mo Nan nodded before entering.

Director Wang watched Mo Nan leave, but secretly cursed.

After he felt awkward for a while, he called a guard: "Little nephew, do you know the sunshine clinic above? Go and see if Lao Liang is really sick? If you don't die, drag me back. . "

"Oh, uncle." The guard dropped his cigarette **** and ripped out his crooked clothes and left.

Just in the first quarter, Uncle Liang's weak figure appeared in the guard room.

"Is n’t I dead yet? Give Lao Tzu a good job. If you are seriously ill, you would have gone to the big hospital, and you would still go to the clinic? I want to lie to me and I do n’t want a better way. I told you that you are today Sooner or later, your salary will be deducted. "Director Wang was angry when he saw Uncle Liang. This old guy dared to pretend to be ill.

"Director, I'm really sick. You see, the medical records are single and the doctor proves that I brought them all." Uncle Liang said hoarsely.

"Our school is a regular school. What do you think it is? The sickness certificate is the certificate from the big hospital. I do n’t count on you as an outpatient! I am not indifferent to you. You go to the back door to guard it! Laoliang, you are The old janitor has to obey the arrangements! Don't you want to retire? "Director Wang simply transferred Uncle Liang to the back door, which was invisible.

Uncle Liang was helpless. He didn't want to lose his job before retiring. He put away the medical records and went to the back door on duty.

At the end of school, Mo Nan also went straight back to see Uncle Liang.

Uncle Liang found that he was cooking at home and saw that he was not very good except that there was not much problem. Mo Nan was relieved.

He ate another meal at Uncle Liang's house.

Just after half-eaten, Liang Zikui hurriedly said: "You eat first. I just hurried to say hello last night and left the bar. I have to go early tonight. I'll go."

"Wait a minute, I'll go with you." Mo Nan thought for a while, or go with her to see.

Liang Zikui paused, bit his lip, and said, "No, I'm used to it all. I'm very familiar with that bar. I don't need to worry about me. I'm leaving. I'm late, but I will be charged. "

After talking about Liang Zikui, he ran away and left.

Uncle Liang also said, "Rest assured, Sister Lan of the bar is very nice and okay."

Mo Nan knew that this little Nizi was too easy, but if they gave money directly, it was estimated that they would hurt their self-esteem.

He simply made a phone call to the grandfather. The grandfather at these bars should be the easiest to check.

"Uncle Liang, take a rest early. I'll go out for a while." Mo Nan finished and went straight to the Qiqi Bar.