Businesswomen such as the doctor of the rebirth space

Chapter 134 Rescue the wife of a senior official (4)
At that moment, Ye Chen was stopped by an older, slightly fat old white coat: "Can you show me the prescription in your hand?"

Ye Chen gave a half-smile and squinted at everyone.

Everyone either turned their faces to the side and lowered their heads, ignoring them; they just stared at Ye Chen, with the same meaning as that guy in their eyes.

Ye Chen sneered.

She handed over the prescription: "If you are interested, you can see each other."

The doctor took the prescription, and immediately surrounded him with a pair of white coats.

After watching, those white coats showed disapproving expressions, pursed their lips, and looked at Ye Chen with disdain.

I thought it was such a powerful young genius doctor, but unexpectedly it was also a pustule.

Ye Chen ignored them, crossed his chest and said with a sneer: "Everyone, after reading it, can you return the prescription to me?"

The old doctor didn't return it, he just held a corner of the prescription and murmured: "If this prescription is not cured."

Ye Chen sneered, and squinted at the white coats around him: "I take full responsibility!"

The ground is loud, and the domineering is leaked.

The old doctor's face suddenly turned ugly, and he threw the prescription back to Ye Chen, and said sarcastically, "I'm not dry, I'm overestimating myself!"

Ye Chen's smile did not change, as if he had never heard of it, Qinglian stepped out.

Quiet as a chrysanthemum, elegant as the wind, not surprised by joy or sorrow, a gust of wind blows from the other end of the corridor, stirring up her black hair, gracefully like a concubine or fairy.

All the white coats couldn't help but rubbed their eyes and gasped.

Twenty minutes later, Ye Chen came up with a bowl of traditional Chinese medicine.

The fragrance of the medicine curled up and spread on the ground, and she smashed the fragrance of the medicine all the way here.

All the doctors looked at her with different eyes, sarcasm, regret, and overreaching.

Ye Chen ignored it completely, pushed the door open and entered.

The woman was awake, her eyes wide open, moaning in agony.

Ye Chen took a bowl of soup and medicine, sat next to the woman, and said softly, "Ma'am, drink the medicine."

As soon as the woman heard the word "medicine", she turned her head and covered her nose.

Ye Chen understood that it was probably because he was tired of taking all kinds of medicines and didn't want to try again.

The door was not closed tightly, and dozens of heads in white coats, big and small, were crowded in the crack of the door, and the windows were full of curious eyes from the white coats.

All are waiting to see the fun.

Ye Chen ignored the gazes of those people, and still persuaded softly: "Madam, drink the medicine."

The lady turned her head to the side again and closed her eyes, apparently unwilling to drink any more.

Ye Chen smiled, held up the medicine bowl, and asked, "Madam, did you have a pneumonia a month ago, with a persistent cough, but it recovered quickly, so you didn't care about it?"

The woman suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Ye Chen curiously.

Ye Chen continued: "Madam, have you often had bad lungs since you were young, and often coughed, often lasting for several months?"

The woman looked at Ye Chen and asked in surprise, "How do you know?"

His voice was a little dry because he hadn't spoken for a long time, but the inside was full of disbelief.

Ye Chen didn't answer her question, but continued to ask with a smile: "Madam, did you have a lung operation before this year. These days I have been feeling tight in my chest, and I want to cough but can't get it out?"

The woman struggled to sit up from the bed, grabbed Ye Chen's hand, and said urgently: "You, how do you know? These days I have been telling the doctors in charge that I have chest tightness, but none of them paid attention to me. Say I am sick, and react naturally.”

Ye Chen smiled, and passed the porcelain bowl in his hand: "Madam, how about drinking this bowl of medicine first?"

The woman looked at the bowl of medicine, struggled for a while, and finally looked at Ye Chen, took it, raised her head and drank it down.

The woman was in poor spirits, drank the medicine, and fell into a deep sleep.

Ye Chen took the empty bowl, smiled and stood aside, waiting for the woman's reaction.

She took the medicine very aggressively, and it was the medicine in the space, so it should be effective soon.

The breathing of all the white coats slowed down a lot, they held their breaths and kept their eyes fixed on the woman's pale face.

The ward was so quiet that everyone's breathing could be heard clearly.

After a while, the woman suddenly straightened up and coughed violently.

Cough again and again, for a long time.

Then, the lady turned over violently, with a pained expression and a look of wanting to vomit.

Ye Chen handed over a potty that he had prepared long ago, and placed it in front of the woman.

Wow--

The woman vomited in an instant, vomiting water with such vigor.

The bedpan was filled with a shallow layer of yellowish black water in an instant, and the stench was endless.

Even the white coats outside the door couldn't help covering their noses and took a few steps back.

Ye Chen didn't seem to feel it at all, stepped forward, patted his wife on the back, and let the air flow.

After the madam vomited, she exhaled heavily, almost short of breath.

All the people in white coats outside the door showed gloating expressions, and looked at Ye Chen with a disdainful smile.

Want to stand out and grab the limelight?
Now that you have made people like this, it depends on what you do.

Ye Chen remained motionless, without moving, and carefully tucked in the quilt for the woman.

The woman was lying on the bed, her complexion was as pale as snow, her blood was gone, her chest was heaving, as if she had died.

Ye Chen stood quietly by the side, with a calm expression, as indifferent as the wind.

Less than 5 minutes after lying down, the woman coughed again, her face was flushed, and she almost coughed out her lungs.

Then, he stood up again and began to vomit violently.

This time, the vomited water was even darker.

After coughing, Madam's face turned even paler, as thin as paper.

The expressions of the white coats outside the door were even more gloating.

Ye Chen patted the woman's back gently and delicately.

After doing this several times, the black water that the woman vomited almost filled half of the washbasin, but she no longer had the desire to vomit.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Ye Chen fed the woman a black pill.

The woman was so tired that she swallowed it unconsciously, and fell back into a deep sleep.

After a while, the woman suddenly lifted the quilt, got up abruptly, pulled out the tube on her body, got up and supported the wall, and walked towards the toilet.

Seeing this, Ye Chen quickly went to support her.

When she entered the toilet, she pushed Ye Chen's hand away.

Ye Chen stood quietly outside, waiting for the woman to come out.

Not long after, there was the sound of running water in the toilet.

All the white coats outside the door looked at each other in disbelief.

This is, cured?
After about a quarter of an hour, the woman walked out weakly, leaning on the wall, with a smile on her face.

Ye Chen hurried forward, went to support the woman, and walked slowly towards the bed.

(End of this chapter)