Sleepless Doctor

Wu Mian stared at the old man blankly, guessing in his heart that someone was going to the village to buy land before he fell ill, he always remembered.

As for the specific matters, Wu Mian has no way of knowing, nor can he persuade.

Fan Zhongzhi's situation was wrong, no one thought he would be so emotional when he woke up. The monitor has started to alarm, and the steady heart rate has soared to about 160 beats per minute.

"Girl, find a nurse." Wu Mian said, "Intramuscular injection of Diazepam 10mg."

"Okay." Chu Zhixi simply turned around and ran out.

"Master, don't get excited, the land is not sold, not sold, really not sold." Fan Dongkai repeatedly persuaded.

"You **** who see money openly, can you believe what the fake foreign devils say?!" Fan Zhongzhi didn't listen to what Fan Dongkai said, and continued to curse, "If there is no grain from the crops, you can make money. The fake foreign devils finally took the money to go abroad to spend a lot of money, what should the common people do!"

Fan Zhongzhi no longer seemed to be weak when he woke up. He cursed in full anger, and his voice passed through the door and spread far away.

"Master, keep your voice down, there are other patients in the ward." Wu Mian lowered his voice and said solemnly.

Fan Zhongzhi stunned, then lay down bitterly, pursing his lips, the scar on his right cheek squirming slightly, as if he was about to come alive.

Seeing the old man calm down, Wu Mian turned around and asked Fan Dongkai, "What's the matter?"

"Oh, I'm confused."

"You little rascals are confused. Seeing Qian's eyes opened, he got into Qian's eyes and pulled out." Fan Zhongzhi cursed in a low voice.

Although the voice was not loud, his anger was not relieved in the slightest.

"Old man, you got it wrong." Wu Mian said quickly, "The cost of hospitalization was paid by a film crew. To make a documentary about the War to Resist U.S. Aid Korea."

One of Fan Zhong calmed down.

He frowned slightly, and the ravines on his face became deeper.

"Brother." Chu Zhixi ran back. Instead of calling a nurse, she was holding a tray for intramuscular injection with sterilized sprays, syringes, and Diazepam and cotton swabs on it.

"Wait? Don't use it yet." Wu Mian said softly.

"Father, do you think your heart rate is fast." Wu Mian smiled? "You have Alzheimer's disease for more than 3 years. You shouldn't remember anything in between? Calm down and don't cause us trouble. "

Saying? Wu Mian stretched out his hand? He wanted to pat Fan Zhongzhi's hand to show comfort.

But when his hand was about to fall, Fan Zhongzhi raised his left hand, covering his chest with the old red cloth wrap? It was not as quick as an old man in his nineties.

"I have been dizzy for more than three years?" Fan Zhongzhi asked.

Wu Mian saw Fan Zhongzhi's quick thinking? He could understand what he said, and let go of his heart completely.

The revised procedures increase, decrease, decrease, and make repairs, which are more sure than when performing surgery on Yuan Wei's grandmother.

Judging from Fan Zhongzhi's behavior, the effect is very good? Wu Mian is very satisfied.

"Yes."

"Want to make a documentary? In China?"

"Old man, would you be quiet? I'll tell you if it's okay." Wu Mian asked.

"Okay." Fan Zhongzhi closed his eyes, his eyelids twitched slightly? "Help me up."

"Wait a minute." Wu Mian said, taking a look at Chu Zhixi.

Chu Zhixi understood what Wu Mian meant? She put down the tray in her hand, ran to the end of the bed, and rocked the bed on her upper body.

Wu Mian and Fan Dongkai vacantly supported Fan Zhongzhi, their positions became semi-recumbent.

Although the alarm sound of the monitor is still ringing, the heart rate has dropped from 160 beats per minute to about 120 beats per minute.

"Old man, don't frighten me." Wu Mian said jokingly. "The operation went well and the effect was very good. Calm down, don't get excited about your old man and suddenly have a heart attack."

"I'm fine, doctor, you say I listen." Fan Zhongzhi opened his eyes slightly, and the turbidity in his eyes disappeared. Although the pale yellowness of the old man is still there, he has spirituality.

"That's it." Wu Mian said, "The country has contacted that side in the past few years to pick up the remains of volunteer soldiers."

Wu Mian spoke slowly, observing Fan Zhongzhi's situation while speaking. If the old man is excited, he will surely fight it as soon as he settles down. As for whether it is intramuscular or intravenous injection, it depends on the situation at the time.

Fan Zhongzhi's expression did not change much, but the red cloth wrapped tightly pressed by his right hand.

"There is a director who is responsible for shooting the documentary and leaving some information. Otherwise, in a few years, I am afraid that the young people will forget all the previous things." Wu Mian said, "Isn't it? I found the troops who were still there. Elderly people, I found you. But you have Alzheimer's disease, and it happens that I can treat it here."

Wu Mian said simply, Fan Zhongzhi nodded, and the red cloth wrapped in his right hand became tighter.

"When will it be shot?" Fan Zhongzhi asked, "Where is my military uniform?"

"Morning." Wu Mian said, "After the new year, your old man will raise his body first, don't worry."

"Oh." Fan Zhongzhi nodded.

"I'm going to have porridge in the last few days. I will ask the cafeteria to deliver it to you." Wu Mian said, "Take a good rest for a few days. If you have something to say slowly, don't worry."

"Doctor, what are you saying is true?" Fan Zhongzhi looked at Wu Mian and asked.

"real."

"A few years ago, when I watched TV and said that I started to pick up my old comrades in arms, I was happy and sad. This guy, he said that if a leaf falls back to the roots, it is good to be able to come back, and it is good to be able to come back." Fan Zhongzhi said, "If I can Pick them up... Dongkai, the Kangtou cabinet hasn't moved."

"Master, none of us dared to move your things."

"Put my military uniform in the air. There is a box in it that contains a military medal. Find time to bring it to me and try it~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I'm old and old, and I have to go with great energy."

Fan Zhongzhi's mood was very stable, and Wu Mian let out a sigh of relief. It would be troublesome to cry and wipe away the tears.

"By the way, the land hasn't been sold." Fan Zhongzhi couldn't forget about it.

"No." Fan Dongkai said hastily. "They are all there. The country didn't let it go, saying it was a red line and couldn't move."

Fan Zhongzhi's body was obviously relaxed. He let out a long sigh and murmured, "It's okay if you don't sell it. I can't believe what those foreign devils and second devils say. Looking at the people who look like dogs, a stomach of bad water, play with their hearts. You little rascals can't play with others. Back then..."

"Grandpa, don't always talk about that year, making people laugh." Fan Dongkai said softly, unhappy.

Wu Mian vaguely guessed what was going on and said with a smile, "Old man, put your heart in your stomach, it's okay."

"Oh, I'm worried. Not long before I fainted, those dogs came to the village with a box. The little bunnies in the village were ignorant, and when they saw the money opened, they wanted to sell the land openly. What else? The land doesn’t make money! Isn’t that a matter of making money! That’s alive!"