Sleepless Doctor

　　 "It's useless to complain, and it's pretty good now in the Chinese Medicine Hospital, it's not very busy. It's too rare to have 6 caesareans in a row on the 30th day of last year." Zhao Zhe comforted.

　　 Wu Mian suddenly realized a problem, which he had never thought of before.

　　 "When is the acquisition, is there any news?" Wu Mian asked.

　　 "Come on, it's said to be working on it. There will be news at the end of this month and the beginning of next month." Chen Lu replied.

　　 It seems that Bajingzi is not a place where he can live in peace for a while, Wu Mian sighed.

　　 Although the restructuring of the county hospital has nothing to do with me, some people will come to the Bajingzi Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine to see a doctor in the end.

　　 Wu Mian felt a little sad when he thought of this.

The two proprietors of the old shop in 　　萉yang packed up their things, and Wu Mian was eating and chatting for more than an hour. After more and more people were eating, they paid for Zhao Zhe and Chen Lu and left.

　　 put them in the car, Wu Mian put his hands in the pockets of the khaki windbreaker, and said slowly, "I will take you to the place where you live."

　　 "Brother, Brother Zhao looks a bit old." Chu Zhixi habitually took Wu Mian's arm, like a couple in love.

　　 "You have been beaten up by society, do you think Bajingzi is a paradise?"

　　 "The tax office work should be good, right."

"Well, he went to tax. When he was in the imperial capital, I met a college student who studied finance. He meant that as long as he graduated, he could go to the bank to make a lot of money. I'm really curious about how this kid is now. "

　　 "Cut, you are still a child, so old-fashioned to talk about others." Chu Zhixi pouted, "Which college student, why don't I remember."

　　 "On December 2nd, 4 years ago, we had a consultation in the emergency department. We both went down. A junior student, 20 years old, male, self-reported..."

　　 "Wow~~ Brother, you are amazing!"

　　 I don’t know how many times this conversation has been repeated in these years. Wu Mian may remember it, but Chu Zhixi certainly does not. She has become accustomed to Wu Mian's super powerful memory, and she always sighs.

　　 "When can you remember better?" Wu Mian asked.

"You have a good memory. I only need to ask a question when I have something. It saves trouble." Chu Zhixi smiled, "I am your eye and you are my brain. Some people say I have no brains, I have nothing to do. Angry, you are scolded anyway."

　　 "……"

　　 Wu Mian rented a two-bedroom and one living room to Chu Zhixi, near home. It is not expensive to rent a house in Bajingzi. A clean two-bedroom and one living room only costs 800 yuan a month, which is not even a basement in the imperial capital.

　　 and Chu Zhixi carried the few luggage upstairs, watching her bounce around changing the sheets and quilts, Wu Mian felt at ease. Even if similar images have appeared 435 times in the past eight years, he doesn't feel how difficult it is when such memories come up.

　　 "I want to put a few pots of succulents here, the house is too vegetarian."

　　 After tidying up, Chu Zhixi pointed to the bedroom window sill and said.

　　 "You can only raise more meat, that stuff is pitiful, brother, remember to water me."

　　 When she turned her head, Wu Mian was no longer behind, and Wu Mian’s voice came from the living room, speaking in English, which should be a phone call.

　　 Chu Zhixi crept to the door, tilted her head, pretending to be eavesdropping. The appearance is very standard, but she doesn't know what Wu Mian said.

　　 is not in English, but after all, I have worked in Massachusetts General Hospital for more than 2 years. It's just that a lot of what Wu Mian said are technical terms, and Chu Zhixi vaguely guessed that it should be a matter of virus immunology.

　　 She walked out of the bedroom and saw Wu Mian's head tilted slightly, holding the phone between her ears and shoulders, her right hand took out a pack of cigarettes in her pocket, her wrist was shaking, and a cigarette jumped out.

　　 "No smoking!" Chu Zhixi walked quickly and snatched the cigarette from Wu Mian's mouth.

　　 "I bought you an electronic cigarette, from Marlboro, it will be there soon, wait a minute." Chu Zhixi reached into the pocket of the windbreaker and took away the pack of cigarettes Wu Miangang put in.

　　 The operation hand is steady and accurate, holding a pack of cigarettes is like digging into a bag.

　　 Ke Chu Zhixi's hand just touched the cigarette case, a finger lightly tapped on the radial styloid process of her right hand.

　　 "Don't make trouble, I have something to do with me." Wu Mian said.

　　 Chu Zhixi let go of her hand subconsciously, pouted and sat on the sofa, holding her leg to watch Wu Mian make a call.

　　 After ten full minutes, Wu Mian put down the phone.

　　 "Brother, who do you call?"

　　 "Jones, the one from the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention."

　　 "emmm..." Chu Zhixi frowned lightly, her face cute and blank.

　　 "Slim and tall, like a piece of paper."

　　 This character tag is simply too typical, and Chu Zhixi immediately remembered that person.

　　 "Brother, are you asking why Mr. Cheng's matter?"

　　 "Yeah." Wu Mian nodded.

　　 "Are there any results?"

　　 Wu Mian's expression was a little serious, and even the black sunglasses became repellent.

　　 "Children, don't ask questions."

　　 "Do you care about you."

"We're in the country, it's okay." Wu Mian said, but his expression was still serious~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Chu Zhixi didn't ask much, my brother said so, no matter how she acted like a baby Are useless.

　　 "I'll go back if I'm okay." Wu Mian was relieved when he saw that Chu Zhixi's side had been arranged, with internet, water, and electricity.

　　 "Brother, when will you take me to see my mother?" Chu Zhixi asked with a smile.

　　 "What my mother, think about how to do the surgery." Wu Mian said, "The simulator will be delivered soon. I have someone arrange the equipment in the operating room, and the other room will be used as a practice room."

　　 "I know, you are very long-winded."

　　 Chu Zhixi was obviously not very happy with Wu Mian's arrangement. She stared at him, looking at him fiercely, trying to express her dissatisfaction.

　　 "I'm leaving, don't send it."

　　 Wu Mian turned and went out, listening to the footsteps down the stairs, Chu Zhixi sighed lightly.

　　 Brother looked normal, he was still a genius that everyone else envied, but Chu Zhixi knew how much pain he was enduring.

　　 In the past two years, I have been in the United States and Europe. Wu Mian has tried to get in touch with various disciplines and disciplines, and has a good relationship with the world's top experts.

　　 He even wondered how to use a virus to induce a certain body's immune response, leading to the partial necrosis of the abnormal discharge of the cerebral cortex. It's a pity, it's still unclear in the end.

　　 In desperation, Wu Mian decided to solve this problem by surgical operation.

　　 Chu Zhixi knew that Wu Mian had the idea of ​​going to death if the operation failed. Before returning to Bajingzi, I once said that if you become a vegetable, Chu Zhixi should unplug the ventilator.

　　 Will the operation fail?

　　 Chu Zhixi didn't know, she ran to the window and saw that khaki windbreaker was like a leaf, floating away gently.