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MTL - The Blind Date Went To the Wrong Room, But Was Confessed By the Other Party-Chapter 250 I'd rather serve you every day
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The little nurse walked over and saw the notes on the filming, and smiled, "This patient has just been discharged this afternoon, what's wrong, Mr. Smith?"
Smith snorted, pointed to a certain cranial nerve tissue in the document, and said with an accent:
"Look here, is there a little problem?"
The little nurse looked at the filming, her face a little embarrassed: "I don't know much about this, I'll call my director over here!"
"Ok, I will wait for you."
The little nurse hurried out of the office with some fear, and went to call back the director who saw the doctor. The director was still wondering why he had so many things today.
As soon as he heard that he was called by an expert who had paid a lot of money, he hurried back to the office after finishing the work at hand.
After a while, the two met again in the office. Smith saw the director coming and stood up, holding the brain supplement in his hand and filming:
"Director, look at this patient's cranial nerves, is there any problem? What was she hospitalized for?"
The director walked over with sweat on his forehead, saw the information in Smith's hand, and observed it for a while and found nothing special.
No damage was seen.
"This patient was hospitalized because of internal organ damage caused by a violent impact. There is no problem with this film. It was just a slight concussion and no damage."
Smith shook his head and explained in a tongue-in-cheek manner: "No, no, no, it's not a serious injury, it's here, have you seen it? When you compare it to others, it's a very subtle change."
The director, whose forehead was covered in sweat, took another film of a normal person's cranial nerves. After careful comparison, he actually found something wrong.
That's not trauma, it's more of a fretting from a concussion.
Smith said, "Was everything normal when this patient was discharged?"
The director nodded tremblingly: "Yes, everything is normal, there is no problem."
Smith said solemnly: "I still recommend that this patient come back for examination. It is best if there is no problem. If there is a problem, we can judge it earlier."
The director hummed: "Okay, then I'll have someone call the patient right away."
After he finished speaking, he glanced at the patient's name "Jiang Xiyao" recorded on the film.
Then, he quickly grabbed a nurse who happened to pass by, and after a brief explanation of the situation, the nurse immediately came down.
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After Fang Zheng and Jiang Xiyao went home, they both walked very carefully, although Fang Zheng only had broken ribs and arms.
The legs are still normal, but once they breathe heavily due to exertion, they will still cause pain in the chest.
The two of them had to go home slowly.
After I got home, I could see fine dust spread evenly on the floor in the house that I hadn't returned to for nearly a month.
Jiang Xiyao helped Fang Zheng to sit on the sofa slowly, and then she went back to the door to pack up her shoes.
Then went back to the fridge and turned it over.
But after all, in the past month, the fruits in the refrigerator have already rotted.
Jiang Xiyao just didn't have time to go to the supermarket to buy fruit, so after throwing those things into the trash, he simply warmed a pot of hot water for Fang Zheng.
"Honey, you sit here for a while, and I'll go downstairs and buy you some fruit to eat."
Fangzheng looked back and saw Jiang Xiyao going to the door: "No, you can rest for a while, you just went upstairs."
Jiang Xiyao put on her shoes again: "It's okay, my body is fine, and I'll be up soon after buying some fruit."
While talking, Jiang Xiyao went downstairs.
Fang Zheng let out a long sigh, thinking that Jiang Xiyao used to bring everything she wanted from Xiaomi.
Now that the company is bankrupt, Jiang Xiyao has to do many things by himself. In the past, the two of them were healthy and it was fine to do it by himself.
But now Jiang Xiyao is also considered a sick person, and it is not an option for her to go upstairs and downstairs all day in such hot weather.
If you don't go out, someone will bring things over, even if it's a little more for errands.
Fang Zheng was sitting on the sofa when the clock in the room suddenly rang.
The mechanical parts emit a melodious announcement bell.
"Running errands?"
Fang Zheng had a flash of inspiration and thought that this would be a good idea. Aside from the fact that he was sick and inconvenient, many people might not be short of these few dollars for errands.
They may also like the convenience of waiting at home.
However, for things like errands, since ancient times, it may be that you give him more money when the store is idle, and he may send it to you.
But supermarkets and those busy shops are definitely impossible.
Fang Zheng rolled his eyes, and the corner of his mouth suddenly laughed.
Do you want to pay to hire a professional errand team? Although the idea is a bit naive, after all, this is very much like the errands to buy things for my father when I was a child.
But when you come back, maybe you can discuss it with Jiang Damei, but it may not be a business opportunity.
A few minutes later, Jiang Xiyao came back from the supermarket with a bag of fruit with a little perspiration on her forehead.
"Xiyao came back?"
The moment she got home, the woman smiled at Fang Zheng: "Well, I told you that I just went to the supermarket downstairs to buy something, and the cashier seemed to be scared when he saw me going."
Fang Zheng was puzzled: "Scared? Why?"
Jiang Xiyao stepped on the heel of his right shoe with the tip of his left foot, and then stepped on the heel of his left shoe with the tip of his right foot. He took off both shoes and put on slippers.
Go to the kitchen with the fruit:
"I don't seem to know who spread the news that the two of us had an accident and we couldn't come back. When the cashier saw me, she thought she saw a ghost."
Jiang Xiyao washed the fruits, put the grapes and lychees bought in a fruit bowl, and carried them to the sofa.
"I explained it to her, and the little girl joked that I was going shopping during the day. If I went at night, she would have been scared away!"
Jiang Xiyao picked a grape with a smile~www.novelbuddy.com~ with her slender fingers covered with water droplets.
"Open your mouth."
Fangzheng opened his mouth, Jiang Xiyao fed the grapes to Fangzheng, and then put the jade hand to the man's mouth, meaning to let him spit the core into his palm.
Fang Zheng chewed the grapes and blinked, "No pits."
Jiang Xiyao was a little surprised: "Really?"
The woman went to pick one to eat, but after chewing it, she suddenly frowned. The bitter taste of the crushed core filled her tongue. Jiang Xiyao glared at Fangzheng: "Is this called no core?"
Fang Zheng laughed and said, "It's not too big, and I'm not paralyzed, so I need to vomit in your hand? You bring the trash can."
Jiang Xiyao's beautiful fox eyes rolled a glance at Fang Zheng, then went to pick a grape and stuffed it into Fang Zheng's mouth.
Jokingly said: "Don't take it! At this time, you know that you feel bad for me? As long as you have less peach blossoms around you, I would rather feed you every day and serve you every day."
After speaking, Jiang Xiyao put her hand to Fang Zheng's mouth again. Fang Zheng saw the pair of ruddy white jade hands, and seemed to think that doing this kind of thing was overkill.
After all, this hand is really too thin and beautiful, and it is too wasteful to receive the core.
However, Jiang Xiyao seemed to know what he was thinking, and said softly: "Spit it out, the grapes are quite sweet, and eating them with pits will not taste good."
Fangzheng had no choice but to spit the core into Jiang Xiyao's hands, and the other party smiled.
The woman took another one to eat, chewed it and spat out the core in her left hand, waiting to throw it into the trash can later.
"Grapes are the best in summer. I just tasted the strawberries. The samples are not too sweet. I will go to the big shopping mall someday when I have time."