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【758】Viagra

When Xie Wanying came over, Li Yaxi recognized her and asked, "Didn't Dr. Lin come down to pick me up?"
This Dr. Lin refers to her classmate Lin Hao.
Xie Wanying said: "He went to the cardiology department for internship. I was in the hepatobiliary surgery department. I was not in the General Foreign Affairs Department."
I heard that I couldn't meet Lin Hao, but Li Yaxi was a little disappointed.
The patient's family came with him and stood next to the ambulance to leave on the phone. He was a middle-aged woman dressed in beautiful clothes, Li Yaxi's mother. He walked over to go to the ward with his daughter. Yaxi's mother chatted with her daughter: "I have never been to the hospital building here."
"The environment is pretty good." Li Yaxi, who was hospitalized, told her mother.
"I heard that their department has a single ward. At that time, I asked the doctor to ask you to enter the single ward, so it would be more comfortable." Yaxi's mother promised her daughter.
"Last time I said I would stay in a single ward, but the doctor refused to give it to me. After a few days of examination, I was discharged from the hospital." Li Yaxi complained about the "bad" treatment in the hospital last time, "How many days will I be allowed to stay this time?"
"Live until you cure your illness," said Yaxi's mother.
"It must be like last time, and I'll be driven away in a few days."
When Li Yaxi said this, everyone else lost their voices.
When I arrived at the Department of Hepatobiliary Surgery, the patient's bed was arranged long ago, at bed 21.
The nurse first pushed the patient's wheelchair into the ward.
The patients in the hepatobiliary surgery department here seemed to be a little more "terrifying" than the patients she encountered at the time of staying in Puwai II. She had yellow face, had ascites on her stomach, and had severe physical mutations.
Li Ya, who was sitting in a wheelchair, hoped that the patients in the same ward would explode with their hair: "I can't live here!"
Seeing this, Yaxi's mother walked to the door of the doctor's office and grabbed Xie Wanying's clothes and said, "Change my daughter's single ward."
There are only two wards in the single ward, and not all patients can live in, and it has nothing to do with whether the patient has money or not. Like her, Classmate Zhao, Professor Keli's grandson, had nothing to do after the operation the day before yesterday, and she was still rushed to the four-person room to stay in. I guess she was discharged from the hospital in two days and she didn't stay at ordinary beds. The beds in the large hospital have always been extremely nervous, especially the National Association, which is the most famous hepatobiliary surgery department in the country.
Xie Wanying could only express her understanding of her family's feelings and said: "When the time comes, we can see if we can try to get her to be admitted to the single ward after the operation."
If nothing happened before the operation, the ordinary hospital bed would be fine.
Yaxi's mother said angrily: "You ask your director to come over and I'll tell him!"
"What's up?"
A voice inserted in.
Seeing that it was the senior who came, Xie Wanying reported the situation: "Teacher He, the patient wants to stay in a single ward."
When the patient arrived, He Guangyou said to Song Xuelin who was following him: "A college student, from the Foreign Languages ​​School, lives in bed 21, you can take care of it."
Suddenly receiving the task, Song Xuelin was stunned: What patient?
Xie Wanying handed over the patient's medical record to him and whispered: "She doesn't know what her disease is, and she thinks she has come to the hospital for examination again."
After getting the medical record, Song Xuelin opened and looked at his senior, and a thought flashed in his brown eyes: Is this the senior planning to "supervisor" him?
"Young people need exercise." He Guangyou said to him without hesitation when he received his eyes. What's wrong, it's time for seniors to "tend" juniors.
Female college students have pancreatic cancer. When they are a bed doctor for such patients, the difficulty coefficient can be imagined. The test is far more than the doctor's technical problems.
Chapter completed!
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