Sleepless Doctor

　　 Chu Zhixi took out a big husky pillow from the suitcase, which was bought on the day Wu Mian was prepared to train her for neurosurgery after she became a student of Wu Mian and determined his talent for surgery.

　　 This pillow has been with Chu Zhixi for eight years, whether in the imperial capital or the magic capital, whether in the United States or Europe, no matter how much space this guy occupies, Chu Zhixi will take it with him.

　　 "Ha, you said that I have no problem with the operation, right? I won't make my brother stupid."

　　 "Ha, I think it's good to be stupid, he is just too smart."

　　 "Hah..."

　　 Chu Zhixi said to herself to the pillow, it seems that the Erha pillow is Wu Mian, and there is more to say.

　　 The night is getting darker, and Wei Dabao is also unable to sleep peacefully.

　　 He followed Wang Zhijian to the First Hospital of the Medical University and was busy working around until the operation was completed. An opportunity to hug thighs that fell from the sky would never give up to people like Wei Dabao.

　　 By observing words, watching and watching, through the respect of the upper and lower hospitals of the First Hospital of Medical University, Wei Dabao became more and more interested in the young man who taught himself "folklore" postures.

　　 It was very late when I got home. The food was in the pot, and Wei Dabao's wife served him the table. He gobbled up the meal, and he was smoking after-dinner cigarettes, but he was always thinking about Wu Mian.

　　 Intuitively told Wei Dabao that this seems to be a larger thigh than Secretary Wang, but I haven't figured out how to hold him. Especially Wu Mian, although he doesn't scold anyone, but he is as cold as an iceberg.

　　 Before smoking a cigarette, the phone rang.

　　 "Sister, what's the matter?" Wei Dabao glanced at the call prompt and greeted him intimately.

　　 "Is that okay."

　　 "You are too polite, don't talk about money, I'll go and see."

　　 "By the way, prepare fresh garlic! Remember, it must be fresh!"

　　 emphatically hung up the phone, and Wei Dabao pinched out the cigarette.

　　 "Dabaozi, what's the matter?" Wei Dabao's wife asked.

　　 "The second boy from the old Liu family is sick again. This time he drove the car, and suddenly his legs were not working well, so he risked a car accident." Wei Dabao hurriedly began to change his clothes.

　　While preparing him a Taoist robe and a peach wood sword, his wife said, "That child is the same. It's not good at all. Why don't you see your master?"

"My master won't wait to see me." Wei Dabao said, "I went to take a look, how do you think that the frequency of his recruitment has become more and more dense recently. It may be the matter of Liu Jiazu's grave. I will find my senior brother someday. Come take a look at Feng Shui."

　　 Liu's family is a family of Bajingzi, with two sons and a daughter. The second son is relatively weak since he was a child, and he always has strange situations from time to time.

　　 Sometimes he walks on the road, sometimes he falls asleep, his lower limbs are not easy to use. There is no trauma, no inducement.

　　 Wei Dabao analyzed it from a medical point of view, and asked the Liu family to take the child to the provincial capital for an examination, and everything was fine.

　　 So Wei Dabao found a solution from the perspective of "folklore"-stuffing fresh garlic in his anus.

　　 Not to mention, this trick is pretty easy to use. The child grows up like this, and has reached the age of marriage.

　　 But he has this problem, the folks in the village know that no girl from any family wants to marry.

　　 These are all digressions. Today, the Liu family went out for dinner and the second kid drove. It was good, after eating the hot pot, singing and going home happily, suddenly the two legs didn't work well.

　　 He is also clever, and he has not been sick ten times or seven or eight times in these years, and he has a wealth of experience. He couldn't step on the brakes because his feet were not good enough, so he steered the car on the road.

　　 Needless to say, which family’s life is more important than the car chassis.

　　 Fortunately, he reacted promptly. Using the friction force generated by pressing the small POLO on the road teeth, he stopped abruptly, and there was no major incident.

　　 The first reaction of the family was to find Wei Dabao to solve it. After all, after so many years, the habit has become natural.

　　 Wei Dabao put on his clothes and hurried out with a package containing "folk custom" props.

　　 is a package instead of a trolley or suitcase, because Wei Dabao thinks it looks more professional.

　　 In the "folklore" industry, professionalism means trust, which means more money.

　　 If usual, Wei Dabao wouldn't care too much. It is very useful to stuff fresh garlic into the **** to get rid of evil spirits. After going there, perform a set of folk customs first, and then stuff garlic.

　　What I have to do is how to make folk performances look more professional.

　　 But today Wei Dabao has something on his mind, he has been thinking about Wu Mian. In Wei Dabao's mind, Wu Mian should be a man with a face and a face, or else his actions would not be so professional.

　　 And that kid is young, but he has a huge array of faces. The dean and director of the First Hospital of the Medical University almost wanted to sacrifice him.

　　 Make a call and ask? After this idea appeared, Wei Dabao quickly made up his mind.

　　 He carried the burden on his shoulders, held the peach wood sword in his left hand, and took out his mobile phone in his right hand. Then he became worried.

　　 There is no call from Wu Mian!

　　 But this can’t be troublesome for Wei Dabao. He has been beaten up by society for countless years. He has a thick skin. Don’t he just want a phone call and just get in touch with the mayor Wu. I just met, and I’m sure it’s impossible to look for the head of Wu to work, but if he asks for his son’s phone number and asks for advice on the patient’s condition, then head of Wu always has no reason to refuse.

　　 "Mayor Wu, hello, I will disturb you so late."

　　 "Oh, nothing else. It's not that I think Section Chief Wu's medical diagnosis is particularly good. I want to ask him about diagnostics."

　　 There was Wu Zhongtai's rough voice on the phone.

　　 "Wu Mian, come out to answer the phone!"

　　 "Wu Mian is not here..." Another voice faintly came from the earpiece.

　　 "..." Wei Dabao opened his mouth wide, his surprised jaw did not fall.

　　 This is really spoiled... Wrong! It's not uncommon to talk about pampered children in recent years. Giant infant, who hasn't seen it before. But which giant baby has Wu Mian's skills? !

　　 Maybe this is the way people talk between father and son.

　　 It took a full two minutes before Wu Mian's voice came from the other side of the phone.

　　 "Dad, how old I am, don't hold my ears."

　　 "It hurts~"

　　 "I can't answer the phone, right."

　　 Wei Dabao felt that he seemed to have made some mistake, and he was a little nervous.

　　 "Which one?"

　　 Wu Mian's words were very polite, but Wei Dabao felt the ice spread and came out of the receiver to freeze himself to death.

"Section Chief Wu, it's me, Dabaozi." Even if Wei Dabao was facing the phone, it was as if he was facing Wu Mian himself, his waist bends down unconsciously, "I have a very special situation here... Patient, do you have time to give me a palm?"

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　　 Note: These are two things. The stuffing of garlic in the **** was told by a patient I met when I was on the last shift of thoracic surgery. Multiple rib fractures on the left side, traumatic blood pneumothorax, refused thoracotomy, and placed a thoracic bottle to observe the changes in his condition. The vital signs have been stable. At 2:15 in the morning, the nurse called me up and said that the patient's condition was not right.

　　 Go to the ward to see the patient has signs of shock, cold sweats, pale skin, and low blood pressure. In the ward, I checked my blood sugar first, and then did a few blood tests. I carried the drip bottle and pushed the wheelchair with the patient to do all the other tests. All the checks were all right, and he was fine when he returned to the ward.

　　 Later, the patient told me that the same thing happened three times, and the first two happened while sleeping at home. Stuff garlic in the anus, and the disease will heal.

　　 I remember this thing very clearly, and I haven't figured out how it happened until now. Traumatic shock? Who knows.

　　 The main medical record was told by Brother Wang from the urology department that his legs suddenly didn't work well. He was driving on the road when he was in the emergency department in 2001.

　　 is so long, in the public period, don’t care about the number of words. In addition, ask for recommendations and comparisons.