"Hey, is this your phone?" Mei'er's face suddenly changed and she picked up the 9100g Samsung phone that Zhang Qiang placed on the table.
This phone is also the type that Mei'er likes, but Zhang Qiang's one is dark blue. Mei'er likes the pink one, the same style, but the color is different.
Mei'er hesitated for a long time in the mall and was not willing to buy it. This phone was several thousand yuan, which was equivalent to her salary for several months. In the end, under the eyes of the salesperson, she put down her phone and walked out of the mall silently.
It's pitiful. Mei'er grew up so old and didn't have a cell phone yet. Which one is so old like her in this era? When she was in a medical school, those classmates basically had cell phones, and only she wrote letters to her home. Some students
She also laughed at her, but she just laughed it off. She didn't feel anything bad at all.
But later after graduation, I was writing a resume and so on. There was a column about my personal cell phone number, but she didn't have it. She could only write about the landline phone number at home. She missed the opportunity to answer the phone several times because she was not at home.[
Seeing the girl playing with her cell phone, Zhang Qiang didn't say anything, but just looked at the girl. The woman's face changed so quickly. She looked cold just now, but now she had a happy expression.
After playing for a while, I put it on the table, looked at Zhang Qiang, "This kid is really rich. With such a good phone, no wonder he gets that kind of disease,"
Mei'er thought angrily, you should know that finding a lady requires money, and this kind of thing is easy to get addicted. Is that kind of thing so good? Mei'er, who had experienced human affairs, was embarrassed and looked at Zhang Qiang, "Hmph
, I knew I should have a good time looking for a lady at a young age, and I deserve to get sick!"
"Dear, fly slowly, be careful of the roses with thorns in front of you, my dear, come and dance."
Mei'er just put her phone on the table when a beautiful phone ringtone suddenly rang. Zhang Qiang's heart moved, he glanced at Nurse Mei'er, picked up his phone, and skillfully pressed the answer button.
"Hey, Brother Qiang, what's the matter with me? Do you want to invite me to dinner again? Let me tell you, I don't care about my business last time, and I don't know that my sister will bring her boyfriend."
Wang Peng heard a series of voices of waived responsibility.
"Boy, I asked for a leave for me in class on Monday, and I said I had a cold and I was injected. Do you know? Don't forget," Zhang Qiang closed it with a bang.
With the phone, he then looked at the nurse in front of him awkwardly.
"Hmph, at such a young age, I am quite capable of lying," Mei'er glanced at Zhang Qiang, twisted her butt, and turned away from the ward.
Zhang Qiang watched the plump nurse leave the ward, and then looked at the patient on the bed next to him. Seeing that he was still sleeping, he quickly lifted up the quilt, pulled open the loose hospital gown, and secretly took a look at his life.
It seemed to be bigger than yesterday, but it was just a swollen kind. Zhou Tong felt a sank in his heart and quickly pulled up his pants.
Then he turned his eyes to the tray the nurse had just brought, with several medicines on it, such as anti-inflammatory, such as chloramphenicol, clindamycin, etc. Zhang Qiang knew about what was in the green bottle, Zhang Qiang
Have never seen it before.
You should know that a distant cousin of Qiang Zhang opened a pharmacy. Zhang Qiang knew some common medicines and had read them in some medical books. However, it was the first time Zhang Qiang saw this green bottle of things and picked them up curiously.
There is no description above, no factory address or anything else, it is just a label with the pinyin of whp-2 on it, but since the young nurse said that it was an oral drug, she had no doubts. Thinking about her condition, Zhang Qiang opened the bottle cap
, poured it directly into his mouth.
"Well, it's a bit bitter, a little astringent, and a little bit special. "I took a few other anti-inflammatory drugs, so I covered myself with a quilt and went to bed. I slept late last night, and today I went to bed again.
After being frightened for a long time, Zhang Qiang soon fell asleep.
"Dr. Ma, is the new drug whp-2 that I have recently studied really effective for the head's heart treatment? You should know that this matter is too serious, but it is not careless at all."
A house with a very decorative appearance, but inside is a very luxurious and luxurious hall. A man wearing a straight military uniform with a flat head with a sharp face and a tough face, staring at a moment.
A man in a white coat and a golden-wired eyes.
This person was next to a test table, and he looked at the man in military uniform in front of him with a wise look, putting down a stack of information in his hand.
"Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, please rest assured that I am more concerned about the safety of the chief than you. The new whp-2 drug is the most advanced and scientific drug. It can be said to be the world's top technology at present, but it can only be effective in heart disease.
It is very targeted, but I can't guarantee other diseases, so I should keep this medicine properly and never take it by mistake, otherwise I will find it difficult to predict the consequences."
"Lingling" At this time, the phone on Dr. Ma's desk rang, "Hey, who?" "What? I have sent someone to deliver it, why didn't I receive it? Okay, I'll check it again." Dr. Ma immediately wrinkled
He lowered the phone with his eyebrows.
"What, Dr. Ma, are there any problems?" The man in military uniform looked at the person's appearance and suddenly felt a little bad premonition.[
"I want to ask you, why hasn't the new whp-2 drug been sent to the chief ward? Why did the ward duty staff call and ask why they haven't arrived yet?"
"What?" I had already handed it to the dean in person today. The man in a military uniform suddenly changed his expression and picked up his mobile phone to dial a number.
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It was already very late at night. In the room of a dilapidated building, a rapid phone ringing suddenly sounded. It seemed extremely harsh in the middle of the night.
"Who is this? It's not sleeping in the middle of the night," the lights turned on. A man in his fifties, wearing big shorts, came out of the bedroom with a sleepy look.
From the living room here, we can see that the family is not wealthy. There are almost no modern household appliances, and there is only a small TV in the most conspicuous position in the living room.
"Hey, hello, please ask"
"Let Li Mei answer the phone! Hurry up!" Before the man could finish speaking, a middle-aged woman's rapid and unquestionable tone came from the other end of the phone.
"Is it okay, okay?" The man couldn't help but sigh. It was so late. If there was a man, he would die without hesitation. But when he heard that he was the leader of his daughter's hospital, he didn't dare to be careless. After all, this
The family relies entirely on the salary of his daughter alone. For his daughter's leader, this honest man dared not offend him at all.
"Xiaomei! Xiaomei? Your phone number!" Then the man went back to his own room,
"Hey, who?" The girl named Li Mei was the girl who cared for Zhang Qiang in the hospital during the day. She was wearing a pajamas, and her well-developed body was looming under the pajamas. Their peaks were at the opening collar.
A seductive and white gap can be clearly revealed.
I took the phone unhappily. As soon as I said something, the middle-aged woman from the head nurse came from the phone. I asked for collection. I have collected it a little recently. The night is very sad.