Sleepless Doctor

"Be careful." Wu Mian said in a deep voice.

At this time, the hemostatic forceps in his right hand had been pulled out at an inconvenient moment, and he was dragging a sterile mid sheet, ready to receive stool.

Wei Dabao was so slippery as a ghost, he had already withdrawn his body, extended his arms as much as possible, and dragged his aseptic mid-laner.

A section of the stool was gradually squeezed out, and the peculiar smell in the treatment room gradually became rich, just like the substance. I don't know when, the peculiar smell turned into a punch-bag big fist, hitting Yang Lei's nose one by one.

"I had an operation for gastric gangrene today, and the smelly people shed tears." Wu Mian continued to have a bowel movement while chatting with Wei Dabao.

Yang Lei knows that doctors have big hearts, otherwise they won't be able to stay in this position for long.

But he never expected Section Chief Wu to have such a big heart, and he could still talk at this time. What is he made of? Yang Lei held his breath and thought.

"Chief Wu, how much stool does this have?" Wei Dabao asked.

"I don't know." Wu Mian said, "I am not a fluoroscopy eye. I can see how much stool has accumulated in the patient's intestines. Be careful, Doctor Yang, please open the window."

"Oh oh." Yang Lei wanted to open the window a long time ago, but was afraid that Wu Mian would scold him and say something like the patient had been frozen.

"Sui Wenyuan, the window is open for a while, if you feel cold, just talk." Wu Mian said.

"Wu... Section Chief, open it, open it now, I was smoked... can't stand it anymore." Sui Wenyuan said in a dull voice, "It's so stinky."

"Relax, don't use force. In case the **** sphincter cuts off the stool, you are afraid of pain, and your bowel movement may not be clean." Wu Mian urged tirelessly.

"I see, let the flow take its course, don't use it." Sui Wenyuan said.

Wei Dabao felt like an assembly line worker. When the stool comes down a little, Section Chief Wu "breaks" the lower one, and then puts it on the mid laner by himself.

Sui Wenyuan has accumulated so many years of scum, how can it be so much!

Wei Dabao slandered inwardly.

The stool seems to be endless, and it goes out a little bit. But as time went by, the diameter became smaller and smaller, and the color gradually faded from deep black, and it was about to return to its original yellowish-brown.

Shh, Wei Dabao breathed a sigh of relief.

If it weren't for Section Chief Wu to deal with this, so much stool wouldn't be enough to suffocate Sui Wenyuan's stomach?

As the **** orifice feces flow out faster and faster, the sphincter muscles have become stronger and more frequent, and Wei Dabao's frequency of cleaning up feces has also accelerated.

Soon, Sui Wenyuan let out a very comfortable voice.

Wei Dabao was secretly happy. What kind of flowery night in the bridal chamber is probably not as good as the feeling of having a bowel movement for more than ten days without having a bowel movement.

Vaguely, Wei Dabao seemed to hear Sui Wenyuan's stomach making a "grumbling" sound.

Defecation and intestinal stimulation are a positive feedback process, Wei Dabao remembers clearly.

But it's not... No, Sui Wenyuan has taken sesame oil by mouth!

Wei Dabao wanted to remind him, but he immediately thought that Section Chief Wu had asked about this when he asked about the medical history, and he said that he was a bit too much.

He moved back a little more cautiously, changing angles, and trying to hide as far away as possible.

"That's too much..." Yang Lei said in surprise as he watched the **** accumulation on the sterile mid sheet gradually increase.

"It's okay." Wu Mian said, "Be careful, Dr. Yang, please step aside."

Cut, all the stool is discharged, why do you keep yourself a little bit?

Yang Lei watched as the black stool had turned yellowish-brown, and the thickness gradually returned to normal. Sui Wenyuan's **** sphincter gradually recovered from the thickness of the mineral water bottle, and the contraction of the sphincter became normal.

Everything is told to Yang Lei, the **** is gone!

Section Chief Wu’s technique was amazing, and Sui Wenyuan's stool was so thick that Yang Lei felt that he could gossip for a year.

In the future, who would dare to nauseate himself!

If you talk about gossip at the wine table, just talk about the situation in front of you, so everyone will be dumbfounded, and there will be no appetite at all.

"Relax, relax." Wu Mian calmed Sui Wenyuan.

"Dabaozi, so much stool, you can handle it when you are done." Yang Lei frowned, came out of the illusory world of healing and saving people, and began to face practical problems.

People, can't live in illusion all the time.

There are a lot of things to face after treating the sick and saving people, and I don't even say whether they charge or not.

Sui Wenyuan's matter is no longer a question of money. The stool on the mid-order is full of flavour, and there are many dung stains on the ground, which makes it disgusting to look at.

The window is still open. If the patient leaves for a while, who will clean up the house?

Wei Dabao must be kept in advance, otherwise, the nurse would definitely not be willing to clean up the goods as soon as they left, they were all their own jobs.

Others take advantage of it, at least thanks to the patient, do the dirty work by himself, Yang Lei doesn't do this.

"Lao Yang, can't I let Sui Wenyuan pay the fee?" Wei Dabao said with a smile.

"you dare!"

"Fine, I'll take care of it, I've said everything before." Wei Dabao stretched his arms straight, hiding far away, and said in a weird perfunctory posture.

"If you don't clean up, believe it or not, I'll smash your glass with this pile of things." Yang Lei stepped forward and said, staring at Wei Dabao.

"If it doesn't work, let Sui Wenyuan clean up." Wei Dabao was not afraid, and smiled, "It's time to expel it. It's time to refresh. It's normal to do some work."

Yang Lei looked at Wei Dabao's happy appearance, he was particularly unhappy. As for why, Yang Lei himself didn't know clearly.

"How can you let the patient clean up?" Yang Lei first glanced at Section Chief Wu, saw that he was silent, staring at Sui Wenyuan's chrysanthemum, and staring at Wei Dabao.

"Just kidding, how can you take it seriously, Lao Yang. Can you really..."

"Be careful!" Wu Mian shouted in a deep voice, then let go of his right hand, and the mid-laner dropped down with his feces. He picked up the prepared cut furoshiki with both hands to block it in front of him~www.wuxiaspot.com~Wei Dabao was concentrating early in the morning. Preparation. Although he was getting older and reacting slowly, he was far from Sui Wenyuan's Chrysanthemum. He also learned the same way to throw down the mid laner and feces and pick up the furoshiki.

Yang Lei was startled, and then a "gun" sounded in his ear.

"Bang~~~"

The sound was far away, as if coming from the horizon, like muffled thunder, roaring endlessly.

The sound was very close, as if it was in the ear, and someone held a gun at the temple and pulled the trigger.

Yang Lei saw a gas gushing out from the chrysanthemum, so cheerful, so excited, so impatient.

He only had time to close his eyes and flash his thoughts. This must be an illusion... How can the gas be seen? ! Impossible, this is unscientific!

Countless broken stones hit the face, as if a naughty child was standing next to him throwing something at Yang Lei.