"Look at this person who is eating and taking. It's so embarrassing." Although Wan Zhihua said this, he had already taken the fruit from Li Yanan and put it in his mouth.

The sweet and crispy peach made a crunching sound when chewed in his mouth. The sweet peach juice swallowed down Wan Zhihua's throat, making him admire greatly: "Yanan, this peach you gave me

It’s so sweet and delicious.”

After eating the mildly spicy barbecue, followed by a refreshing fruit, Wan Zhihua felt so relieved that he felt a little intoxicated.

"As long as it's delicious." Li Yanan smiled happily. At this time, she came to Wu Xiangdong again and handed him a piece of fruit.

"Doctor Wu, this is for you."

"Okay, thank you." Wu Xiangdong smiled and thanked.

This is an apple larger than a fist. Judging from the variety, it should be Red Fuji. It feels heavy in the palm of Li Yanan's hand.

Not only does it look plump and shiny, the red peel also seems to exude the aroma of ripe apples, making people want to take a few bites.

"This apple is quite sweet, remember to eat it." After Li Yanan said this, his face gradually turned red, which made Wu Xiangdong a little confused.

He thought it was because there were too many emergency patients in the middle of the night, and Li Yanan went to hospital again every night. He instinctively thought that she was ill, so he quickly said: "Are you okay? Why don't you take a rest while you're okay now?"

, it’s not worth exhausting your body after going to work.”

Wu Xiangdong said it very honestly, but his words of concern made Li Yanan visibly startled, and his face suddenly turned redder.

"I'm fine. Please be safe at night. See you tomorrow." Li Yanan quickly finished these words, put the apple in his hand into Wu Xiangdong's hand, and left the clinic with a swish.

"This?!" Wu Xiangdong looked at the red and round apple in front of him, and then thought of Li Yanan's almost ripe face just now, and he was at a loss for a moment.

When Wan Zhihua on the side saw the red apple in Wu Xiangdong's hand, he was first surprised and then seemed to think of something, and suddenly felt that the fruit in his mouth was no longer sweet.

"Hey, Miss Yanan is really nice to you. Not only did she treat you to a barbecue late at night, but now she actually gave you her own night shift god. It's really like people with different fates."

"The god of the night shift?" Wan Zhihua's self-deprecating words made Wu Xiangdong startled. Wan Zhihua looked at him in surprise: "You have worked many shifts in the hospital. It's surprising that you don't know the famous night shift."

God?"

"I have heard similar titles, but as a dignified medical worker with a higher education, you still believe this?" Wu Xiangdong raised his eyebrows and looked at Wan Zhihua with interest.

At this time, Wan Zhihua was a little shocked. There were actually people working at Hamada Hospital who didn't believe this?

You should know that even though he has been working for twenty years, he still has to worship the God of the night shift every day before the night shift to bless him to be safe during the night shift and not to cause any trouble.

"Huh? Everyone who works in our hospital knows this?" Looking at Wan Zhihua's expression of seeing a ghost, Wu Xiangdong's interest was aroused even more.

You must know that many of the less important memories have faded since he returned to this life. At this time, while Wan Zhihua, a veteran of the hospital, was around, he was ready to ask more questions.

But when Wan Zhihua saw his sudden interest, he immediately gave a wry smile and asked him to talk about the night shift god when he had nothing to do. At this time, Wan Zhihua just wanted to go home early. After all, middle-aged people have far less energy than young people.

If I don't get some sleep, I'm afraid I'll faint after a while.

So he grinned at Wu Xiangdong and said: "Oh, it's actually nothing. After all, with your ability, you definitely don't need the blessing of the night shift god. No matter how heavy the patient is, the medicine will definitely cure the disease as long as it comes into your hands, so like

Only we ordinary people need to worship this kind of thing."

When Wan Zhihua took the photo of the rainbow fart, he originally thought that Wu Xiangdong would just leave it at that, but who knew that the more he said this, the more interested Wu Xiangdong became.

"Anyway, while there is still time, you can give me a brief explanation. This will also allow me to better understand the customs and habits of the hospital in the future." Wu Xiangdong raised the corner of his mouth slightly, looking at the red apple given by Li Yanan in his hand, he couldn't help but wonder.

Somewhat joyful.

"Okay." Wan Zhihua sighed. Seeing that Wu Xiangdong was about to break the casserole and ask the truth, he could only tell him what he knew.

"Although we doctors are all atheists in the eyes of others, when you actually work in the hospital, you will find that sometimes the things you encounter at work are really weird, especially at night." Speaking of this, Wan

Zhihua glanced at the now quiet emergency department, seemed to have thought of something, and couldn't help but shudder.

"So just looking for some psychological comfort?" Wu Xiangdong asked tentatively.

"Whether you call it a psychological comfort or a superstition, after such a long period of accumulation, almost every clinical frontline person in the hospital will worship the god of night shift, because it can make our night shift smooth."

Wan Zhihua said truthfully.

"So I'm still superstitious." Wu Xiangdong shook his head, then bit into the apple and made a crisp sound.

Suddenly the aroma of apples spread out, seeming to make the surrounding air sweet.

But Wu Xiangdong's move shocked Wan Zhihua on the side, "Xiangdong, you just ate the night shift god?!"

Seeing his astonished expression, Wu Xiangdong was a little stunned. He said in confusion: "When Yanan gave it to me just now, didn't he just say that I could eat it? Look at what you mean, you can't even eat an apple?"

After that, Wu Xiangdong opened his mouth wide and took another bite of the apple. Suddenly, a quarter of the huge apple was lost. However, Wan Zhihua was speechless when he saw this scene.

"She asked you to eat, but she didn't tell you to eat now. At least it's not too late to eat after you get out of the hospital."

Wan Zhihua scratched his head and said: "You know, when I come to the office every day, the first thing I do is put the apples on the table. Not only that, I also put the caps on them from the soda bottles I just drank, even if I feel like

If you memorize it too much these days, you have to write characters on it and pour some apple juice on it every day."

"Cough cough cough!" Wan Zhihua's remarks almost choked Wu Xiangdong to death. He coughed twice violently and then said: "Old Wan, you are also an old doctor with higher education, why are you in the hospital?

After working for a long time, you start to become nervous?"

Wu Xiangdong's disdainful look made Wan Zhihua a little anxious: "Don't believe it yet, there is something special about this. If you can put a red and round apple on the table every day when you go to work, it can protect your health."

Be safe seven days a week and nothing weird will happen to you."

Hearing this, Wu Xiangdong couldn't help laughing and said: "As fast as you are, it's more difficult than collecting seven dragon balls to summon the dragon."

"Dragon Ball, Shenlong?" Wan Zhihua was stunned and said: "What are you talking about, why don't I understand."
Chapter completed!