I'm really an intern

Chapter 469 I'm Going Up

Chapter 469 I'm Going Up

"hiss--"

A sharp pain in the lower back.

Lao Fu only felt that the world seemed to be dark, and his ears suddenly became quiet.

A little fluttering.

"Old Fu! Old Fu!"

Someone seemed to be tapping on the shoulder.

Lao Fu tried his best to open his eyes wide, and the light in front of him gradually brightened.

"How are you? Can you still hear me?"

There seemed to be a layer of something covering the ears, and what the fellow said seemed to carry a layer of reverberation.

But the voice is still heard.

"Well"

Lao Fu struggled to cover his lower back with his left hand.

it hurts

Like a hole in the waist, the pain was mixed with a bit of coolness.

He turned his head with difficulty to look at his left hand.

"call--"

Fortunately, no blood.

"Come and help me!"

"Old Fu, can you hear me?"

"What should I do, should I take him to the hospital?"

The "diaphragm" on the ear is gradually receding.

Lao Fu heard a lot of chaotic footsteps.

The light in front of him also flickered for a while, and finally dimmed.

He looked up.

The top circle is full of heads.

There are familiar faces, and some unfamiliar ones.

There is also a helmet with a different color, which is their small head.

"How did it happen?"

"Fall off, from there!"

"How tall is it?"

"Three meters? But when it came down, it was lying on the ground."

"Send it to the hospital! Our building is also built for the hospital!"

"Shall we carry it?"

"Hit 120!"

"120 seems to be a charge"

Messy voices came from the "heads" above.

"Hu-hu-"

Old Fu gasped for a few breaths, and finally choked out a word, "Don't"

"Old Fu!"

"Old Fu can talk!"

"Old Fu, how do you feel?"

"Can it work? Let's go to the hospital!"

The workers had surprises on their faces, but more worries.

Someone has picked up the phone and is about to start dialing.

"do not"

Lao Fu took another breath and felt that he could speak.

"No, huh—I'm almost here, slow, slow down, huh—"

There is still some pain in the left back.

But it's not the bursting pain that just fell off.

Somewhat vaguely.

"No, I'm in the way—"

Old Fu waved his hands, "No, the hospital"

"Old Foo"

"Is it really possible?"

"you"

A few co-workers who had a good time came together worriedly.

But more face-to-face workers hesitated for a while, and soon gradually dispersed.

"Boom! Boom!"

The construction site is still running.

Small local disturbances did not have much impact.

Most of the workers, still like a screw, continue to push the operation of this huge construction machine.

Even with Lao Fu, soon there was only one person left.

The fellow rubbed his face, rubbing a lot of ashes from the creases, so that face looked more like a bitter melon.

"It's really possible? Then Lao Gao fell down, why don't you go to the hospital?"

"It can be done, it can be done."

Old Fu supported his waist with his left hand, and stood up little by little with the help of fellow villagers.

"Go to the hospital, those examinations are precious!"

It seemed that he had touched a painful place, and Lao Fu bared his teeth for a while.

"My fellow, you haven't been on the night shift, and many family members hid there and cried!"

The villagers are still insisting.

"You're considered a work-related injury, and the foreman won't ignore it."

"call--"

Old Fu exhaled and shook his head.

"Even if it's a work-related injury, if you go to the hospital, you don't need to pay the hospital. We don't have to pay the wages today. It's been a whole day, so I can't do it for nothing!"

The fellow hesitated to speak, and rubbed his face fiercely again.

"Three meters! Good luck to you, old man"

"Hi, it's okay."

As if wanting to prove something, Lao Fu stood up straight, "A few years ago, I also fell once! Take some anti-inflammatory drugs, nothing happened!"

"you"

The fellow did not persuade.

"Then let's change jobs. I'll go up and you will be down."

"Hey, hoo--"

"Boom! Boom!"

When they got out of the elevator door, there was another metal clanging outside.

Zhang Tianyang paused while carrying the takeaway, and turned his head to look out the small window in the elevator room.

It was still bright.

But the sun seems to be more oblique.

When I returned to the doctor's office, there were not many people in it.

Zhang Tianyang was familiar with the road, and found a seat in the back next to the big table, and began to unpack the takeaway to prepare for eating.

In fact, at this time, I was just stuck at the point of getting off work.

If it were internal medicine, the doctor's office should still be overcrowded at the moment.

And the professors of internal medicine like to check the room twice a day, once in the morning and again after work in the evening.

Sometimes when I start the house inspection, I suddenly start giving lectures, and it will be seven or eight o'clock in the evening after the house inspection.

If the professor doesn't leave, the little doctors can only risk their lives to accompany the gentleman.

Not so with the surgical system.

Except that there will be more people in the office in the morning, after noon, the office can be described as "deserted".

In the medical team with surgery, the doctors all ran into the operating room.

The medical team without surgery, after finishing the necessary things, take the time to rest.

Then, if you're lucky, you'll slip away in the afternoon.

Unfortunately, I was busy in the operating room until [-] or [-] o'clock in the evening, covered in blood and hungry.

However, the chief medical team was lucky today.

Before dinner was over, Zhang Tianyang saw Brother Meng and Sun Yu retreating from the operating room.

The two wandered around the office, gestured "Come on" to Zhang Tianyang several times, and then broke away decisively.

Dr. Zhao Cha Zhao, who worked with Zhang Tianyang at night, also came out and walked around.

It seemed that he was just checking to see if Zhang Tianyang was in place, and he only took one look before turning around and leaving.

He didn't say a word the whole time, and didn't even give Zhang Tianyang a chance to say hello.

Very bad attitude.

After 06:30, Cory fell completely silent.

In fact, not only the urology department, but the entire digestive building gradually became quiet.

The takeaway has run out.

The medical records are also finished.

Zhang Tianyang dug out a copy of "The Collection of Urology" from a corner of the office.

The dark red cover is quite thick.

Right to pass the time.

Occasionally, a little nurse walked past the door of the office.

Sometimes there are patients who come out for a walk.

There are some chairs opposite the door.

Patients who are not in the same ward, but walk around and see each other occasionally sit down and talk about the mountains.

At some point, two middle-aged men in hospital gowns sat on the chair directly opposite the door.

The two obviously share the same tastes, and they are very happy.

When the sound came into the office, Zhang Tianyang regarded it as background music.

But listening to it, he felt something was wrong.

Because, the two of them actually started talking about nasty jokes!

"Hey hey hey!"

Some obscene laughter echoed in the office.

Zhang Tianyang rolled his eyes a little speechlessly.

Brothers

You really don't know why you were hospitalized?

Be temperate!

Lowering his head, his eyes fell on "The Collection of Urology" again.

But after reading it for a long time, the page number still stopped at the previous page.

"Your jokes are too childish!"

At the door, a middle-aged man with rather wicked eyebrows smiled obscenely.

"Let me give you a brain teaser! Listen up!"

"Well, this is a question related to self-defense."

"

Excuse me, what can I do to have fun while protecting my own safety from infection? "

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Gululululu~

Are you deceived by the title?hey-hey

Thank you Canghai Yizhu for your rewards~

(End of this chapter)

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