The Barefoot Doctor of the Siheyuan

This little doctor is really good, no wonder Da Mao called him a miracle doctor.

Lou Bancheng couldn't wait: "Is there any help?"

Li Donglai let out a long sigh: "Oh, I'm afraid it's because of such a serious illness..."

"What's wrong? It's hopeless? I'm going to die?" Lou Bancheng's lips turned gray, and he trembled all over.

"...I can only eat earthwork!" Li Donglai's eyes glowed, "Director Lou, are you willing to try?"

"Doctor Li, don't pant when you speak, you scare me to death." Lou Bancheng let out a sigh of relief, clutching his beating heart.

Survival is the instinct of intelligent life.

Under intentional or unintentional threats, Lou Bancheng accepted the 'fried male silkworm moth'.

"Doctor Li, this is a trivial matter on my part, and it is not a respect." Lou Bancheng took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket.

Li Donglai took a rough look and found that it was as much as a hundred yuan.

I want it, I really want it.

But you can't.

Lou Bancheng, a hero who came from the old world, is a master who will stab a knife in the back at any time.

Li Donglai waved his hands calmly: "Director Lou, you are the director of the rolling mill, and I am the doctor of the rolling mill. This is what I should do."

"Stop mentioning money matters!"

Speaking against his will, he gritted his teeth and his heart was dripping with blood, and walked out of Lou's house with steps that his relatives did not recognize.

As soon as he went out, hot tears rolled down the corners of his eyes, and his palms were painfully clenched.

That's 100 yuan!Enough to buy a radio.

behind.

Lou Bancheng put down his teacup, his face darkened, and a glint of haze flashed in his eyes.

This little doctor is really just like what Da Mao said, he is a cautious guy.

. . . . .

After leaving the small villa, the heat wave on the street was churning, and the rising heat wave refracted the air, creating a distorted scene

Li Donglai was not as chic as before, and his expression was ugly.

Ma Dan, when I came here, I didn't ride a bicycle!

Mr. Lu Xun said that behind every awesomeness, there is a bitterness that you don't want to experience.

Li Donglai decided not to be arrogant, and was going back to the villa, and asked Lou Bancheng to send a driver to take him off.

Stand up, turn around, all in one go.

"Snapped!"

A ball of Wen Ruan was rubbed against the forehead, Wen Ruan trembled up and down and touched the tip of the nose, and the elegant fragrance rushed towards the face.

"Yeah..." A scream rose from the ground.

"Well!..."

He was slapped back by Li Donglai.

. . .

Chapter 98 Lou Xiaoe Wants to Be Hospitalized

6

Chapter 99 The Trouble Brought By Lou Xiao'e

brain.

The weight is about two catties, which is equivalent to 4 oranges and 5 apples.

Content, 140 billion cells, 850 billion neurons.

Oxygen consumption reaches 25% of the whole body's oxygen consumption, and blood flow accounts for 15% of cardiac output.

Function, when you see this line of words, it is enough to explain.

. . .

It can be said that all activities of the human body are closely related to the brain.

At the same time, all activities will feed back the final information and results back to the brain.

It includes many diseases.

A large part of this information is bad information, which can cause headaches.

Headache is a symptom without any specificity.

Craniocerebral lesions can cause headaches, extracranial lesions can also cause headaches, and some systemic diseases can also cause headaches.

and so.

Lou Xiaoe was hit in the chest, but instead said she had a headache.

As a doctor, Li Donglai knew that she was lying, but he couldn't deny that this possibility didn't exist.

Cough, let's not pretend, mainly because I don't want to deny it.

However, there is still a technical problem.

Li Donglai looked at Lou Xiaoe, who was a little proud, and asked, "Comrade girl, are you an employee of a rolling mill?"

Lou Xiao'e took out her work permit from the canvas bag: "Logistics Department, material department officer."

Li Donglai took it, opened the black cardboard cover, and looked carefully.

In this era, there is no ID card. To buy a train ticket, you must have a "work permit" in addition to a letter of introduction and a grade certificate.

You don't need a library card to borrow books from the library, you just need a "work card".

certainly.There is another biggest function of the work permit, which is to go to the hospital to see a doctor.

Li Donglai turned to the last section of "Public medical care", on which was written in dark blue ink:

Name: Lou Xiaoe;

Unit: Jingcheng Hongxing Steel Rolling Plant;

Designated medical unit: Outpatient Department of Hongxing Rolling Mill Hospital;

It is also stamped with the red stamp of 'Public Medical Prevention Management Committee'.

Well, the last obstacle that prevented the little girl from being hospitalized was also solved.

Li Donglai could only accept Lou Xiao'e's 'unreasonable' request.

The two rode on Lou Xiaoe's bicycle and returned to the rolling mill hospital.

After some inspection, a hospitalization order was issued.

. . .

After telling nurse Liu Fang to pay attention to Lou Xiaoe's emotions, Li Donglai returned to the internal medicine consulting room.

Ding Qiunan seemed very interested in Lou Xiaoe.

"Brother Donglai, was that little girl pretending to be sick just now?"

Li Donglai put down his pen and nodded: "I know."

Ding Qiunan: "Then why did you admit her?"

why. ． ．Maybe it's because she doesn't want to see her marry someone she doesn't like.

Of course, in the face of his fiancée, answering like this is almost like courting death.

Li Donglai could only bite the bullet and answer: "She is Director Lou's daughter. Director Lou's family is rich, so she can do whatever she wants. I will notify the medical department to pay her for personal expenses."

Ding Qiunan nodded heavily: "Yes, Director Lou is rich, but our hospital is not rich."

. . .

Lou Xiao'e's hospitalization, Li Donglai knew it would bring trouble.

But didn't expect it to be so fast.

In the afternoon, there was a noise in the corridor.

"Xiao'e, Xiao'e, where are you?"

"Comrade, please keep your voice down, this is a hospital."

"Uh, let's find Lou Xiao'e. Which ward does she live in?"

"You are?"

"Me? What's wrong with your little comrade's eyes? You don't even know me?"

"My eyes are on my face, and your name is not on your crotch, how would I know!!"

"..."

. . .

Hey, this head nurse can really talk!

Li Donglai didn't seem to hear it, and continued to help an old lady press her leg.

"Ma'am, your knees are tired from farm work."

"The ligament tissue inside was severely damaged. To be precise, it should have been harvesting wheat, squatting for too long."

The old lady felt her knees become sore and limp following the massage, and she narrowed her eyes comfortably: "Yeah, you are really good at seeing young people."

These words made Li Donglai feel more energetic.

After coming to this world, during the busy farming season, as a barefoot doctor, he also has to work in the fields.