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Yanjing 103 Hospital ICU Ward

The nurse who was supposed to be in the ward 24 hours a day has long since disappeared.

On a white hospital bed lay a middle-aged man with dark skin.

On the chair beside the hospital bed sat a young man who was frowning and thinking.

Boss? The middle-aged man on the hospital bed opened his eyes.

The young man seemed to be still immersed in contemplation, unaware that the patient beside him had awakened.

old.

Ahem!

The middle-aged man tried his best to raise his voice, but unfortunately he underestimated the fragility of his body and coughed intermittently.

ah?

Brother Hai, are you awake?

Different from the scenes of ecstatic celebrations by family members of patients who often appear in ICU wards after waking up, this young man did not show the slightest surprise on his face.

What's wrong with me? Haige looked around with his eyes at all kinds of beeping medical instruments and strange tubes inserted in his nostrils. At this time, he was surprised to find that he didn't seem to need to breathe on his own.

oh.

It's nothing, you fainted at the airport, and then was sent to the hospital by a kind lady. Li Mo smiled slightly, trying to keep the expression on his face as flat as possible.

The doctor has already checked you. It is caused by fatigue. It must be because the food abroad is not to your liking.

Although Brother Hai doesn't know the various instruments placed on him, he has also been sick and hospitalized.

There is a simple criterion for judging the severity of the disease, that is, the more advanced the medical equipment used in the hospital, the more serious the disease. Minor illnesses such as colds and fevers cannot even enjoy the treatment of lying in a hospital bed.

He had an expression of you're lying to me: Boss, tell me the truth, am I terminally ill?

Terminal illness? Li Mo couldn't help but smile bitterly. Maybe Haige had a terminal illness before, or he may have a terminal illness in the future, but it's definitely not now.

How is it possible, these instruments are just bluffing.

It's for you to wake up quickly. I specially invited the hospital to install it. You also know who the boss is now.

Hearing this explanation, Brother Hai's doubts were much lessened, but he still asked persistently, Can these things be installed?

According to the current status of the boss, the hospital will definitely do its best to meet all his requirements. But the addition of medical equipment, which still looks very advanced, has surpassed his common sense.

Of course, this is an ICU ward. These instruments are standard equipment for the ward. Li Mo took out a long billing slip from the drawer and handed it over. Deduct it from your salary.

Brother Hai moved his arm with difficulty, and brought the bill to his eyes with trembling fingers, and a five-digit amount at the bottom of the bill came into view: I

He struggled to sit up, and said in a calm voice, Boss, I'm ready.

Get me out of the hospital!

Li Mo couldn't help laughing at Brother Hai's struggling movements and the panic on his face, but it's normal to think about it. Any normal person who has a concept of money is faced with a single-day expense of up to 80,000 yuan on the bill , the performance is not necessarily better than him.

Are you really well? Li Mo pretended to be puzzled, It doesn't look like it.

I don't want to have to bother the nurse to rearrange the bed after going through the discharge procedures for you.

Brother Hai struggled and tried to get off the hospital bed, but unfortunately, he was limited by the various pipelines placed on his body and was afraid of damaging these seemingly expensive instruments, so he had no choice but to lie back on the hospital bed again: Boss, my body is really serious. fully recovered.

If I continue to lie here, I'm afraid I will go bankrupt

Li Mo is very aware of his financial situation, although as an executive of Mozi Technology, he receives a considerable amount of salary every month. But Brother Hai has a lot of old comrades in arms. According to Xiaohua's statistics, at least 80% of his monthly salary will be used by him to subsidize some comrades in arms who are more difficult.

Seeing the panic on Hai Ge's face, Li Mo felt that the joke could not continue, and he smiled slightly: You forgot, our Mozi Technology provides all employees with the benefit of full medical expense reimbursement.

Really? Brother Hai was taken aback, You didn't lie to me?

Li Mo nodded heavily.

That's right, a rough man like Hai Ge who never reads contracts and hardly gets sick has no way of knowing the existence of such benefits.

However, even so, I still have to be discharged from the hospital. Brother Hai's resolute attitude did not change because he didn't need to spend money himself.

It's not up to you to decide whether to leave the hospital or not. Li Mo lightly pressed the pager on the bedside, This requires the doctor's approval.

Office of Academician Wu of Hexie Medical College

Although Academician Wu seldom appears in this office, Xie Duo, as an assistant specially equipped by the medical school, came to the office early in the morning. She needs to clean the uncluttered office spotlessly.

Xie Duo actually likes this job very much, and the assistant's job will bring her extra living allowance every month. Moreover, in the office, there is a bookcase that occupies the entire wall. The bookcase is filled with various medical books, many of which are original.

It's very quiet here, with few people disturbing.

Her favorite thing to do is to put on gloves after cleaning the office, take out a book from the bookcase, and read it carefully on the sofa next to her.

Today, as usual, she was sitting in a corner of the sofa with the unfinished Rosen Emergency Medicine last time, completely immersed in medical knowledge.

A sound of hurried footsteps came from the corridor.

Xie Duo raised his head in doubt and pricked up his ears.

Who's coming?

Like a dexterous little white rabbit, she put the books back to the original place on the bookcase and picked up the rag at hand.

At this moment, with the sound of footsteps, an elegant old man with gray hair hurried into the office and went straight to the bookcase.

It's Academician Wu who hasn't appeared in half a month!

Xie Duo put down the rag, Hello, Academician Wu!

Oh... Academician Wu seemed to be immersed in his unique thinking, only then did he realize that there were outsiders in the office. There was some suspicion on his face: You are?

I'm the assistant assigned by the college, and I'm cleaning. Xie Duo replied obediently.

Oh, classmate Xie Duo, good. Professor Wu greeted absently, returned to the bookcase, took out a book, put it back in disappointment, and repeated the action just now.

What books does Academician Wu seem to be looking for?

However, this book seems to be placed very secretly. Five minutes passed, and a few drops of sweat dripped from Professor Wu's forehead.

Teacher, what book are you looking for? Xie Duo asked softly behind him.

A book with only a few pages, very thin. Professor Wu took a breath.

Should. Xie Duo squatted on the ground, and took out a yellowed book from the bottom shelf of the bookcase. This book is not so much a book, but is actually bound by several pieces of parchment paper of different sizes. Together.

It should be this book.

Yes! Academician Wu looked surprised, took the manuscript, put it on the desk and read it carefully.

Can tadpole text be understood?

Xie Duo once found these pieces of parchment during a cleaning process, which were covered with densely packed tadpole writing, which she had never seen before.