Chapter 429 How Can You Make All the Doctors in China Have the Face to Live (3 Chapters)

Niu He was really confused by the situation in front of him and his cerebellum was convulsed, so he yelled at the old lady.

"You shouldn't be sitting up, you should be lying down, lie down quickly."

Everyone: "..."

This time, including a group of nurses and two doctors at the door, they all looked at Niu He like a monster, wondering what the hell is going on here? What does it mean that the patient should not sit up, but should lie down? Are you cursing the patient so that he can't get up?

Zhu Chaoyang was really pissed off by Niu He's words. The bastard stood up suddenly, grabbed Niu He's collar, stared and said, "What did you just say? My old lady can't sit down Is it? According to you, my old lady should lie down for the rest of her life, right?"

Niu He: "..."

After realizing what he said just now, Niu He wanted to slap himself twice, what happened to him just now? How can you say that.

"Brother, brother, let go first, I just... I saw the old lady sit up just now, and I was so excited. The patient's improvement is what we hope to see."

Zhu Chaoyang snorted coldly, and pushed forward, almost pushing Niu He to the ground.

But this guy is still a character, and now that he has calmed down from the emotion just now, his eyes rolled up.

"Brother, Miss Lu, what's going on? Oh, I see, it must be that the medicine prescribed for Auntie by our hospital has worked, right? Otherwise, how could it be like this?"

This guy is really excited now. Now that the patient's condition has improved, if he can know the reason, then he can become famous in one fell swoop by virtue of this incident.

But Lu Zhijun ignored him at all.

Zhu Chaoyang curled his lips and said, "Did the medicine you prescribed work? You don't put money on your hospital's face. My old lady has given four bottles of injections since she came in. If it worked, she would have woken up a long time ago." , See it clearly, is this your medicine working? This is the bowl of porridge that Brother Ye made for my old lady today, and my old lady feels much better after eating half of the porridge. "

"what?"

Niu He was in a bad mood. He blinked his eyes, then scratched his head, looked at the old lady, at Lu Zhijun and Zhu Chaoyang, and finally at the half portion of porridge on the small table beside the bed, suddenly I smiled wryly.

"Mr. Zhu, medicine is very rigorous. You can't take this joke. You have also seen that many patients are suffering from the same disease as my aunt. Since my aunt has a way to get better, you will tell me the way and combine the benefits with the disease. Everyone shared it, so they will suffer less, right? This is doing good deeds.”

Niu He still didn't give up, he had to know why.

Don't tell me that a bowl of porridge will make the old lady better, I'm not a three-year-old kid, you can't fool me, let me tell you.

Zhu Chaoyang shook his head helplessly, and said, "I've told the truth, and if you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do about it."

Lu Zhijun also said: "You let us tell you, and we told you, but you don't believe me, so why do you ask?"

Niu He: "...but a bowl of porridge... how could it improve the intractable disease that experts all over the country can't do anything about? Miss Lu, if you were a doctor and you encountered such a thing, would you believe it? "

Lu Zhijun raised her face and said proudly, "I believe it."

"....."

"Miss Lu, stop making trouble. This matter is no longer about your family, but about thousands of patients across the country. If you speak out, it will save thousands of people and thousands of families. "

"But we have already said, it is a porridge cooked by Brother Ye."

"x-on:#￥%Impossible! That chef, do you think he is a chef? Can he cook a porridge to make a patient better? If so, what kind of chef is he? Can't he just become a doctor?"

Niu He was really depressed.

Seeing that Lu Zhijun and Zhu Chaoyang didn't talk about the reason, they were a little rushed.

But at this moment, a family member of the patient in the ward spoke.

"Doctor, they are right. The old lady got better after eating half a serving of porridge. I was here to serve my old man just now. I saw it with my own eyes."

After the man finished speaking, he stared straight at the half portion of porridge on the small table beside Lu Zhijun's grandmother's hospital bed, and suddenly said with a smile: "Little girl, do you still drink the half portion of porridge?"

Lu Zhijun looked at his grandmother, and remembered Ye Fei's words, he could only eat half of the portion, and he could do whatever he wanted with the remaining half, or he could eat it by himself.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhijun smiled, then handed half of the porridge to the woman, and said, "I don't want to eat it, if you want to eat it, I'll give it to you, but you can help me wash the incubator for a while."

The woman hurriedly took half of the porridge, and thanked Niuhe a thousand times. She didn't bother Niuhe at all. Instead, she went directly to the hospital bed and began to feed her wife, spoonful by spoonful.

Niu He: "..."

Nima, what happened to this society? Could it be that the half serving of porridge really made the old lady's condition better? No, no, I don't believe it, I don't believe it even if I was killed, a disease that no experts in the country can cure, was defeated by half a bowl of porridge? Come on, come on, how can you make all the doctors in China have the face to live?

This time, seeing the woman in the ward feeding his wife porridge, he didn't stop him, and this guy also murmured in his heart, he wanted to see if the half serving of porridge was useful.

This woman's wife's condition is not as serious as that of Lu Zhijun's grandmother, at least he is not in a coma.

After taking a sip of the porridge fed by his wife, the old man couldn't help but praised: "My wife, you should also have a sip, this porridge is really delicious, it can be said to be the best porridge I've ever had in my life .”

As a result, his wife glared and said, "Is it better than mine?"

The old man: "...It is indeed better than yours. Hey, old woman, don't go away. What I said is true. If you don't believe me, you can try it."

The woman was not polite either, she took a spoonful and ate a mouthful, but her eyes were rounded, then she sat back on the bed and scolded with a smile, "Forget it, you're not lying."

No way, after she took a sip of the porridge, even if she didn't want to admit that the porridge tasted better than hers, it was because it was really the best, and it was so fragrant.

The white rice has a waxy, soft and sticky feeling in the mouth. In this feeling, there is a strong aroma of seafood, and then there is a taste of parsley, and finally the sweet smell of wolfberry and red dates.

The combination of several flavors is simply an incomparable breath.

Although the porridge was delicious, the woman just took a sip and then fed the rest to her wife.

After the old man ate the porridge, he felt a burning sensation in his stomach, and then centered on his stomach, the burning sensation began to run towards various parts of his body, followed by his limbs.

It didn't take long to see that the old man's head was sweating, and then his face and neck were all sweaty after a while.

Seeing the old man's appearance, the woman was a little worried, and said, "Old man, how are you doing? Why are you sweating so much?"

She had just finished asking when she saw the old man support the bed with his elbows under everyone's gaze, and then...then he sat up by himself.

All nurses: "..."

Two attending doctors: "..."

Niu He: "..."

Nima exploded, this... this is really true, it turns out that this porridge really has a healing effect on the patient's condition, and the effect is too fucking magical, right?

The eyeballs of all the nurses and doctors are about to fall to the ground. As medical staff, they have seen too many strange things, but the impact of this incident on them is even greater than before. The disease of the method, but half a bowl of porridge was cooked, so where is the face of doctors all over the country, you bastard?

Seeing her wife sitting up, the woman was dumbfounded, her body was trembling with excitement, she stretched out her hands, and slowly helped her to sit up, tears came out.

"It's amazing, it's really amazing, old man, how do you feel?"

The old man moved his arm a little and said, "It's better than before, but the arm is still a little sore."

The woman didn't know what to say, she turned around suddenly, bowed deeply to Lu Zhijun and Zhu Chaoyang, and said, "Thank you, thank you, thank you so much."

Lu Zhijun quickly waved his hands, and said in his heart that you are thanking us for what, this porridge is not made by us, but Brother Ye, okay?

Zhu Chaoyang asked Lu Zhijun in a low voice, "Girl, when did you have such an amazing boyfriend? Didn't you even bring it home for everyone to see?"

Lu Zhijun: "..."

"Second uncle, I hit someone's trunk again."

Zhu Chaoyang: "...cough, girl, are you hungry?"

The two of them spoke in a low voice, and a group of nurses and several doctors were completely speechless.

They looked at the old man who was sitting on the bed and started to move his arms, and then the same picture appeared in everyone's mind, that is, there was a pot on a stove, and there was a pot of porridge in the pot, and white smoke was gurgling. ...

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