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By Hei Se Hua Deng
Niuhe really was cramped by the brain's chaotic cerebellum, and the goods shouted at the old lady.
"You shouldn't sit up, you should lie down, lie down."
Everyone: "........."
This time, including a group of nurses and two doctors at the door, all looking at the button river like a monster, saying that this is what to do? What is the patient should not sit up, should lie down? You are a curse patient can't get up, isn't it?
Zhu Chaoyang was really ruined by the words of the button river. When the goods stood up, they grabbed the collar of the button of the button and squinted: "What did you say? My aging mother can't sit. According to you, my aging mother should be lying all her life?"
Button River: "........"
After I understood what I had just said, Niuhe couldn’t wait to smoke his two mouths and numb eggs. What happened to him? How can you say that?
"Big brother, big brother, you let go first, I just... I just saw the old lady sitting up, too excited, the patient can get better, and that is what we hope to see."
Zhu Chaoyang snorted coldly and pushed forward. He almost pushed the button to the ground.
But this guy is also a personal thing, and now he has calmed down from his emotions, his eyes turned.
"Big Brother, Miss Lu, what is going on here? Oh, I know, it must be that our hospital works for the medicine of Auntie? Is it how else?"
This product is really exciting now. Now that the patient's condition has improved, if he can know the reason, then he can make a name for himself by this time.
However, Lu Yijun ignored him at all.
Zhu Chaoyang grinned and said: "Do you have the medicine that works? You don't give gold to your hospital. I have been playing four bottles of needles since I came in. If it works, it has already started. Look at it clearly. Is this your medicine working? This is what the Ye brothers of today played for a bowl of porridge for my old lady. My aging mother felt a lot better after eating half a serving of porridge."
"what?"
The whole person in the button river is a little bad. He blinks his eyes, then scratches his head, looks at the old lady, looks at Lu Yijun and Zhu Chaoyang, and finally looks at the half porridge on the small table at the bed, suddenly I smiled bitterly.
"Mr. Zhu, medicine is very rigorous. This joke can't be opened. You have seen it. Now there are many patients who are the same sick as Auntie. Since Auntie has a way to improve, you will say the way, the benefits will be Everyone shared it and let them suffer less sin? Is this good deeds?"
Niuhe still doesn't give up, he must know why.
Don't tell me that it is a bowl of porridge that makes the old lady better. My tmd is not a three-year-old child. I can't lie to you, I will tell you.
Zhu Chaoyang shook his head helplessly and said: "I have said the truth, you don't believe it, I can't help it."Lu Yijun also said: "You let us say, we also tell you, and you don't believe it, then what do you ask?"
Niuhe: "........but a bowl of porridge........ How can it make the national experts have no problem with the troubles? Lu, if you are a doctor, you encounter such a thing, do you believe? ”
Lu Yijun’s face was raised and he said, “I believe.”
"........"
"Miss Lu, don't make trouble. This is not a matter for your family. It is a matter for thousands of patients all over the country. If you say it, it will save thousands of people and save thousands of families." ”
"But we have already said that it is a porridge of Ye Big Brother."
"@#¥% is impossible! The chef you thought was the kitchen god? Can a porridge make the patient better? If so, what kind of chef does he still have? Is it OK to go directly to the doctor?"
The button river is really depressed. Seeing that Lu Junjun and Zhu Chaoyang live and die do not say the reason, the speech is a bit rushed.
But at this time, the family of a patient in the ward spoke.
"Doctor, they are right. The old lady is better after eating half a serving of porridge. I have been here to serve my old man. I saw it with my own eyes."
The man finished, and then stared straight at the half porridge on the small table of Lu Yujun's grandmother's bed. He suddenly smiled: "Little girl, do you still drink this half porridge?"
Lu Yijun looked at his grandmother and remembered Ye Fei’s words. He could only eat half a portion, and the remaining half was handled casually. He could eat it himself.
Thought of this, Lu Yijun smiled, and then handed half of the porridge to the woman, said: "Do not eat, if you want to eat, give it to you, but you can wash the insulation box for me later."
The woman rushed to pick up half of the porridge, and then thanked her, and did not even touch the river, but went directly to the bedside, a small spoonful of a spoonful of began to feed her husband.
Button River: "........"
Nima, what happened to this society? Is it really this half of the porridge that makes the old lady's condition better? No, no, ah, I don’t believe it, I don’t believe in killing Laozi and Laozi. The disease that the national experts can’t cure is actually lost to half a bowl of porridge? By relying on it, how do you let the doctors in China still have a face?
This time, the woman who looked at the ward fed his wife's porridge to eat, he did not stop, this guy is also embarrassed, he would like to see if it is the role of this half porridge.
This woman
The condition of his wife is not as serious as Lu Yujun’s grandmother, at least he is not in a coma.
I ate a porridge from my wife. The old man couldn’t help but praise: "His wife, you also tasted it. This porridge is really delicious. It can be said that it is the best porridge I have ever tasted in my life. ""
As a result, his wife blinked and said, "Is it better than my sister?"
The old man: "...is really better than yours, oh, wife, don't go, I am telling the truth, don't believe you taste it."The woman was also welcome, took a spoonful and took a sip, and the eyes were rounded up, then sat back to the bed and smiled and said: "You didn't say anything."
No way, when she tasted a porridge, she didn't want to admit that the porridge would not work better than her, because it was too good, too fragrant.
The white rice has a soft and sticky feeling in the mouth. In this feeling, there is a strong seafood aroma, and then there is a kind of parsley flavor, and finally the sweet smell of the dragonfly and the red jujube.
Mixing several flavors is an unparalleled breath.
Although the porridge is very good, the woman just tasted it and then fed the rest to her husband.
When the old man finished eating porridge, he felt that his stomach had a burning sensation. Then the burning sensation centered on the stomach and began to run toward all parts of his body, followed by limbs.
Not long after, I saw sweat on the old mind door, then on the face, neck, and all the sweat stains after a while.
The woman saw the old man like this, a little worried, said: "Old man, how are you? How come so sweaty?"
When she had just finished asking, she saw the old man under the gaze of everyone, and even supported the bed with his elbow, and then... and then he himself sat up.
All nurses: "......."
Two attending doctors: ".........."
Button River: "........."
Nima has blown up, this... This is really true. It turns out that this porridge really has a therapeutic effect on the patient's condition, and this effect is too magical for his mother?
All the nurses and doctors’ eyes have fallen off the ground. As medical staff, they have seen too many strange things, but the impact of this incident on them is much bigger than before. Nationwide experts have not The disease of the method, the result is half a bowl of porridge to do well, this his sister's face let the national doctor's face go?
When I saw my wife's wife sitting up, the woman was dumbfounded. Her excited body was shaking. She extended her hands and slowly sat down with her wife. The tears came out.
"It's amazing, it's amazing, old man, how are you feeling?"
The old man moved his arm a little and said: "It’s better than just now, but the arm is still a bit sour."
The woman didn’t even know what to say. She suddenly turned around and gave Lu Yijun and Zhu Chaoyang a deep bow. “Thank you, thank you, thank you very much.”
Lu Yijun hurriedly waved his hand and said that you thanked us for what it was. This porridge is not what we are embarrassed.
Zhu Chaoyang whispered to Lu Junjun, saying: "Shantou, when did you talk about such a magical boyfriend? Don't you take it home to let everyone see?"
Lu Yijun: "........."
"Two, I hit the back of the house again."
Zhu Chaoyang: "........cough, hoe, hungry?"
The two of them whispered, a group of nurses and a few doctors were completely speechless.They looked at the old man who had started to move his arms on the bed, and then all of them had the same picture in their minds, that is, there was a pot on the stove, a pot of porridge inside, and then a white smoke in the grunt ......
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