Chapter 785 ROLL

Chen Xiaowang's eyelids trembled twice, and he slowly opened his eyes. His dull eyes, staring at the computer for a long time, flickered from side to side, then stared at the infusion bag on the left, and groaned twice.

"Awake." Lu Wenbin quickly stood up and looked at the value on the monitor.

"Ahem..." Chen Xiaowang's voice was a little uncomfortable, and his speech was even hoarse and unbearable.

"The operation went well, so you don't have to worry. What do you want to say?" Lu Wenbin lowered his head and put his ear to Chen Xiaowang's mouth.

Chen Xiaowang said with a little difficulty: "Eyes..."

"Is your eyes uncomfortable?"

Chen Xiaowang shook his head: "Glasses...otherwise I can't see."

Suddenly, Lu Wenbin nodded and said, "1000 degrees of myopia, right? Wait, I'll give you glasses when you get to the ward. It's no use asking for glasses now."

"Isn't this a ward?" Chen Xiaowang's expression changed slightly.

"Resuscitation room." Lu Wenbin curled his lips and said, "I'll accompany you here. If you feel uncomfortable right now, just say it. It's okay. I'll transfer you to the general ward."

Chen Xiaowang felt it, and frowned slightly: "The wound seems to be still numb..."

"The anesthesia hasn't completely passed yet." Lu Wenbin explained casually. However, after all, he got up and called the anesthesiologist Su Jiafu over.

Su Jiafu made a quick inspection and nodded: "No problem, you can go back, Lao Lu."

"real?"

"If you don't want to go back, let someone bring some pig's feet over, and I'll accompany you for dinner." Su Jiafu laughed.

"It's about the same as I thought." Lu Wenbin took out his mobile phone and dialed: "Get two pig's trotters, some stewed sausages, stewed tofu, two bowls of rice, and soup. Here Send it to the anesthesia."

Su Jiafu was overjoyed: "Yes, Xiao Luzi, are you the boss now?"

"I'd rather not do it." Lu Wenbin shook his head: "You don't know how troublesome it is to raise people. But there is no way, people follow me, I have to find a way out for them. Hey, if I knew it would take so much time, I would rather Follow Doctor Ling to prescribe the flying knife and forget it, the money is enough...Let me tell you, the money is so much that it is just a number..."

Su Jiafu looked at Lu Wenbin's face: "If you ask someone to get some pig's head meat again, I'll let you pretend to be a fool."

Lu Wenbin immediately picked up the phone, and said while operating it: "Such a small matter can be settled with just a few words on WeChat, and there is no need to make a phone call. The subordinates can still do things..."

Su Jiafu looked up at Chen Xiaowang, who had just woken up: "I know why the anesthesiologists falter? The surgeons."

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When Chen Xiaowang was sent to the ward, his consciousness was basically clear, and he stopped clamoring for glasses. He felt that the hazy world seemed more comfortable. There are no whiteboards with performance indicators written on them, no product managers who chatter and change their minds after sleeping, no bald reflective skulls, and no endless desolate workstations...

"Old Chen, how do you feel?" A familiar voice came from beside my ear.

Chen Xiaowang turned his head in surprise: "Old Piao? You don't sleep when you have time, and you come to see me? I'm really not afraid of sudden death."

"I slept in the car for a while, and I also slept for a while when I was waiting for you." Lao Piao's voice was also floating, and he asked, "How do you feel?"

"fine."

"On a scale of 1 to 10, how would you rate it?"

"6 points." Chen Xiaowang's voice was sleepy, and he wanted to say "right", but he didn't say it.

"Well, the overall subjective feeling is 6 points, what about the head, is the head clear?"

Chen Xiaowang hesitated: "It should be clear."

"1 to 10."

"8 points?"

"Drunk 8 or coffee 8?"

Chen Xiaowang was stunned by the question for a few seconds, and said: "In your words, only drunk people can say that they are not drunk, so what can the non-drunk people say to prove that they are not drunk?"

"As far as your logical ability is concerned, I don't think you are far from drunk, so you can't jump out and write a program, or do a math symbol test? ZST for short,

This is it..." Lao Piao took out two pieces of printing paper with a smile and handed them to Chen Xiaowang.

At this time, the nurse who had been watching the excitement couldn't help it anymore: "No, no! Those who have just finished the operation will start working immediately, don't they want to die?"

"This is not a job..." Lao Piao looked at the man who was running to the fourth place. He was taught by the little nurse to look like a grandson, and the roots of his ears were red.

Chen Xiaowang finally came to his senses, looked at Lao Piao, and said, "You're using me as a test object, right?"

Lao Piao patted his head twice: "You're not the only one, the brothers have already rolled, and I'm the luckiest... unlucky, I rolled 100 points."

Chen Xiaowang didn't want to talk anymore.

Lao Piao became dejected: "After you finish this, sum up your experience. If you can recover, it will be my brother. Do you think I can not care?"

Chen Xiaowang curled his lips: "You guys are inhumane."

"Sensibility, brother, we are rational. To be honest, I have had appendicitis for two years, and it's not good over and over again. It hurts when I work overtime. It should be cut. If I don't cut it, I'm afraid it will cause cancer... "Old Piao said that his body was floating: "So, you have to work hard and get better quickly."

"If fighting for energy is useful, my cholecystitis will be cured by now." Chen Xiaowang snorted, feeling a little tired, closed his eyes, and just said: "You can make a cognitive measurement table or something, and I will answer what you say. You can. What kind of math symbol test, crazy!"

"Hehe, you are right. Then I have to change the program, write another class, redo the table, and apply the simple factory model?" Lao Piao nodded his head, flipped through his phone, and said, "In the comments from the day before yesterday Some people also said that a new structure should be established, and that the annotations should be written clearly, and the annotations should be written clearly..."

"It's ridiculous." Chen Xiaowang couldn't listen anymore: "It's enough to make a table and analyze the data. Is there any need for such trouble?"

"Your surgery is over, so good or bad, can we do the same? Let me tell you, if you can't go back within 3 days, we won't be able to ask for leave any more."

Chen Xiaowang laughed twice, but felt inexplicably relaxed in his heart.

Anyway, all the operations have been done, so don't worry about the rest.

Thinking of this, Chen Xiaowang soon fell asleep again, and when he woke up again, he saw Lao Piao's face covered by the light of the computer on the chair in the ward, typing quickly with both hands.

Chen Xiaowang couldn't help laughing, being a programmer is like this, there is no day and night, and you are so tired...

"Bed 12, ward rounds are underway." Outside the ward, several doctors in white coats suddenly walked in and said in a moderate voice.

Chen Xiaowang looked out of the window, and then looked over in surprise: "Midnight ward round?"

"It's morning." Lu Wenbin who entered looked at his watch and said, "It's 3 o'clock, did you fart?"

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