Sleepless Doctor

Time can smooth all wounds.

The frightened doctors and nurses of the Bajingzi Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine gradually regained their vitality, and word of mouth tells the story of how fierce Chief Wu was, who determined the universe by himself at that time.

The little nurses' eyes lit up, and the news became unreliable as the news spread, but they couldn't hold back everyone's liking.

At this time, it doesn't matter what is logically illogical. The key is that Wu Ke is long and good-looking and can play. In the image in the minds of the nurses, Section Chief Wu was filled with male hormones, just like those who walked.

Wei Dabao also confiscated the meeting room. It was not made by Chief Wu, Chief Zhou? How old is he.

Talking to the police all the way, the old police talked less, but the little policeman looked excited. Wei Dabao walked down slowly until the old policeman's complexion returned to normal and the two left.

Xu Jia was still kneeling there, and Wei Dabao thought he was really pitiful.

"Xu Jia." Wei Dabao squatted in front of him and said, "Get up, it's okay."

The wood-like Xu Jia didn't move. Wei Dabao sighed deeply. There was nothing he could do about it. He stood up and ran over to brag with the others. Just today is enough to blow up for a year.

One year is not enough, it's almost the same in a lifetime.

As time passed slowly, several doctors couldn't see it, and forced Xu Jia into the emergency room.

This child looks strange and pitiful, don't be frightened.

Worried about an accident, the doctors and nurses gave him ECG monitoring to monitor ECG and vital signs. Seeing that Xu Jia's vital signs were stable, the doctors and nurses were relieved. Throwing the person on the hospital bed, gave two bottles of 500ml glucose.

For the rest, Xu Jia had to come out by herself, no one could help.

It wasn't until nearly 12 hours passed that Xu Jia felt a little bit of energy in a trance. When he first woke up, he had only a vague impression of everything he had experienced before.

Gradually, scenes from this time last night until now came to Xu Jia's mind.

Why is this so? Xu Jia keeps asking herself this question.

Every scene is so clear, but the background is blood-red, shocking.

Xu Jia didn't understand, she just gave the child an anaesthetic and stitched a stitch, and looked at the pitiful couple, she always greeted each other with a smile, and spoke gentle.

Is there no reward for good people in this world?

Xu Jia was discouraged and looked at the ceiling with empty eyes. He couldn't understand, this world...

Why is there no logic!

Why is it so cold!

Why is it so gray! !

Why is it so unfair! !

After thinking about it, Xu Jia began to think of when she was in high school, who knew what directed training was at that time, and who knew that she would return to the grassroots work after graduation!

I didn't know anything at the time, and felt that it was good to go to school without spending money and still have money to earn. But I didn't expect to be thrown to the Bajingzi Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine as soon as I graduated. The life here is very different from Xu Jia's imagination.

He felt that he was an outcast in this world, and had been abandoned by everyone.

As for the farce from last night to today, Xu Jia couldn't accept it.

He kept repeating, telling himself in his heart how unfair and cruel and indifferent the world is.

The doctor on duty in the emergency department at night thought about him, fearing that he might have a problem, and ordered a meal for him, and sat on the bedside to talk to him while he was not busy.

But Xu Jia couldn't hear a word. In his opinion, every word the doctor on duty said was mocking himself.

Especially when the on-duty doctor kept telling him that it was just a criminal gang who was committing crimes, and finally what was going on by Section Chief Wu, the on-duty doctor said that he was happy, sputtering stars everywhere.

Seeing him dancing with joy, Xu Jia felt even more uncomfortable.

Every sentence and every word are pierced like needles on the body, and it hurts indescribably.

After eight o'clock in the evening, Xu Jia felt a little more energetic, and he suddenly thought of those who had fallen into trouble on the Internet. This time things completely reversed, depending on what they said!

Mu Ran took out his cell phone, and he clicked on the social networking site.

The hot search position that he once occupied has disappeared, and the matter of the arrest of a criminal group has rushed to the top.

Many familiar chants left indignant words below, showing their rebuke and hatred of the criminal group. But they...never mention the grievances they have suffered before.

Xu Jia was startled.

How is this going? He feels increasingly that everyone and everything in this world is targeting himself.

I clicked on a hot search post, and my eyes hurt every reply and every word.

Someone left a message at the back, explaining that the criminal syndicate and the "medical malpractice case" last night were flipped. But too many people don't believe it, and those who believe are not interested in helping Xu Jia say even a word or a sentence.

A doctor in a remote place is not worth wasting energy at all, even a word is too much.

Seeing everyone happily talking about the public security department's iron fist attack and justice, Xu Jia found it particularly ironic.

Turning to those active big V signs, most of the previous comments on medical malpractice have been deleted. Xu Jia left a message below for some not deleted, but no one cared at all.

The heat has passed, who cares about the small transparency on the Internet.

This world is really ridiculous. Xu Jia feels that she is being rubbed, rubbed, and constantly rubbed on the ground by society.

His whole body was hurting, and he was full of anger, but he didn't know who to look for.

Watching the lively online social media silently, watching how much popularity the big Vs get, Xu Jia's heart is silent.

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At this time, Wu Mian didn't pay attention to how much social resources he was doing.

He was sitting in jeopardy with a serious expression, in a skewers shop, preparing to skewers. Wu Mian's expression is quite serious, as if facing a world-class operation, the life and death of the patient is in his own hands.

Chu Zhixi sat opposite Wu Mian, with her hands on the table, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com waiting for Wu Mian's feed.

Wu Mian had been facing the charcoal fire face for a full hour, but just watched it, but never did it.

The charcoal was black and red, sparks were constantly rising up, like a volcano in front of him, Wu Mian's eyes narrowed slightly.

"I just searched it online," Wu Mian said in a deep voice, "but all the strategies and tutorials are too rough to read."

"Oh? What did you look for, brother?"

"For example, how can this kind of pork with a diameter of about 2.62cm be roasted the best?" Wu Mian said, "The strategy is too rough to see, and it's not detailed at all. How many times do you have to turn the skewers, how can it be best? Eat; how hot the charcoal fire is..."

"Brother, I'm hungry." Chu Zhixi said pitifully.

"Okay, waiter, please get some charcoal!"

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