The words fell, and there was silence in the ward, and everyone looked strangely ahead.

Will the word 'roll' be written 7

Luo Feng is going to slap Lu Wenhua in the face.

Lu Wenhua's face changed sharply, he twitched violently, and pointed at Luo Feng with trembling fingers, "You dare not write 7" Luo Feng's eyes could not hide his disappointment, put down the pen and paper, and after a while, the fork couldn't help but pick up the pen and paper and hand it over, the word 'climb' is simple, it will always be 7" "Luo Feng!" Lu Wenhua used a roaring tone, "You, don't deceive people too much." "It's too much to deceive people7" Luo Feng smiled, "It's not as good as your Dr. Lu's good intentions." ”

What Lu Wenhua said just before the hospital bed, Luo Feng heard his ulterior motives.

Since the other party automatically sent it to the door to humiliate himself, he didn't mind humiliating him.

As for Lu Wenhua's obviously unconfident threat, Luo Feng didn't pay attention to it at all.

Do you think the security guard in your hospital is the world's number one demon Mo Yuanwu?

Luo Feng took a step forward, and his eyes swelled with anger.

Step on.

Lu Wenhua involuntarily took a step back.

After a while, he shook his hand violently and shouted in a bluff, "You wait for me." ”

In front of everyone's eyes, Lu Wenhua walked out of the ward angrily. "Diao Min! It's just a bunch of Diao people. ”

Back in the office, Lu Wenhua chattered and scolded non-stop with hatred. However, he never had the courage to call the security guard of the hospital over, after all, the patient in that bed was covered by the current director, and he didn't dare to blatantly oppose the current director, not to mention, his monthly bonus was gone, and he didn't want to even have his salary deducted.

I can only vent in my mouth and keep scolding.

There are three desks in the office, Jiang Xiaoxue is in the innermost, there is a middle-aged female doctor in front, and Lu Wenhua is the closest to the door. Three people in a group, with Jiang Xiaoxue as the main doctor, this is the grouping system of this hospital.

Jiang Xiaoxue finally couldn't hold back and frowned, "Doctor Lu, that's enough." "What is enough. Doctor Jiang, you don't know, it's a bunch of people. Lu Wenhua said angrily, "I kindly went to inform them of the patient's situation, and I didn't appreciate it, but I actually spoke ill of me and wanted to do it, which is simply insulting! Well deserved!"

"Doctor Lu!" Jiang Xiaoxue's tone became stern, staring at Lu Wenhua coldly, and said word by word, "Please pay attention to your words." As a doctor, you should be responsible for every patient to the end, not curse a patient in the office, which is not the professionalism that a doctor should have. ”

Lu Wenhua pursed his lips, "What kind of professionalism do you talk to these Diao people 7"

Jiang Xiaoxue frowned, opened her mouth, and didn't bother to say more, in the same department for so long, Jiang Xiaoxue had already understood this Lu Wenhua's temperament, and she was extremely narrow-minded.

However, being scolded by Jiang Xiaoxue like this, Lu Wenhua was also a lot quieter.

Although Jiang Xiaoxue is much younger than him, Jiang Xiaoxue's medical skills are recognized as superb by the entire hospital department, and she is also a big beauty, and she can be an assistant under her, but it is a beautiful errand.

Lu Wenhua didn't want Jiang Xiaoxue to complain about himself because of a few Diao people, and lose this beautiful errand.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Jiang Xiaoxue sat down and finished some work, stretched her waist, picked up Tang Da'er's MRI image with a fork and looked at it, and at the same time fell into contemplation, at present, among the patients she is in charge of, Tang Da'er's condition is the most serious. "If my father is here, with acupuncture, I must have a greater certainty. Jiang Xiaoxue muttered to herself, thinking at the same time,

If his father was here, what would he do7 Every time Jiang Xiaoxue encounters a difficult problem, he will think carefully and repeatedly, hoping to come up with the most perfect set of treatment plans. "What else can I do besides a craniotomy?" Jiang Xiaoxue suddenly had such an idea in her mind.

This was proposed by Na Luo Feng just now, and Jiang Xiaoxue denied it on the spot. "Without surgery, acupuncture is the mainstay, supplemented by drugs, and the patient's condition is somewhat urgent, and the method of slow adjustment is useless. Jiang Xiaoxue shook her head and no longer considered other methods.

When she was about to get off work in the afternoon, Jiang Xiaoxue went to the ward.

Before I got closer, I smelled a pungent smell of Chinese medicine.

"How can there be Chinese medicine?" Jiang Xiaoxue frowned and quickened her pace, she was in charge of the patient department of this ward, and she did not prescribe traditional Chinese medicine prescriptions to patients.

The door opened.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Xiaoxue's face changed, and she strode over.

At this time, on the hospital bed, Tang Dechang was holding a bowl of pitch-black Chinese medicine soup and feeding it to Tang Da'er with a spoon one by one.

Jiang Xiaoxue's voice was abrupt, and Tang Dechang's movements also paused involuntarily. "What's going on 7" Jiang Xiaoxue's face turned dark and looked at Luo Feng.

Luo Feng had a faint sadness.

Do you look like you're looking for trouble?7

Obviously, the person holding the bowl is Tang Dechang, and it is Tang Dechang who feeds Tang Da'er and drinks medicine. Why did Doctor Jiang come to himself as soon as he spoke.7 As if he had known that this medicinal soup was made by himself.

"Ahem. Luo Feng nodded calmly and smiled, "Doctor Jiang hasn't gotten off work yet." ”

After coming to see Tang Da'er at noon, Luo Feng returned to school, wrote down a prescription, and after school in the afternoon, he hurriedly sent Zheng Wei home, declined Zheng Haitian's kindness to leave him for dinner, and quickly went to the pharmacy to buy medicine, and then came to the hospital's Chinese medicine department to rent a stove for this bowl of medicinal soup.

I thought that Jiang Xiaoxue would have already gone back from work during this time period, but I didn't expect that people were not as good as heaven, so she was caught by her.

"Who prescribed the Chinese medicine prescription 7 to the patient" Jiang Xiaoxue's face was dark, and her eyes were full of anger.

This is a doctor's taboo!

It is undoubtedly disrespectful to one's own patients to take the medicine prescribed by other doctors in the process of receiving their own treatment!" I told you about the condition of the Tang Da'er patient, and at this time, you can't take medicine indiscriminately. Jiang Xiaoxue said angrily.

Tang Dechang looked at Luo Feng with embarrassed eyes.

Sure enough, it's you!

Jiang Xiaoxue glared at Luo Feng angrily.

As soon as she walked in and saw this scene, she subconsciously thought that Luo Feng was making trouble, and now it seems that this is really the case. "You can't take this medicine. Jiang Xiaoxue said in a loud voice, "Also, which doctor prescribed it, and show me the specific prescription." Jiang Xiaoxue's words were filled with anger and anxiety.

First, he was angry at Luo Feng and others' self-assertions, and secondly, he was worried that Tang Da'er's situation had deteriorated.

Luo Feng looked in his eyes.

This beautiful Dr. Jiang, although fierce, is quite medically virtuous.

Luo Feng also heard Tang Da'er talk about his being sent to the hospital, if Jiang Xiaoxue hadn't asked him to get into the ambulance, he would have died in the alley.

"Doctor Jiang, don't be impatient. Luo Feng smiled slightly and said, "This is a Chinese medicine soup that I have passed down from my ancestors, and it is from the soup.

Nourishing the skin and kidneys, the taste is not bad. Right, big ears. ”

Tang Da'er grinned, "It's a little sweet." ”