Sleepless Doctor

　　 One night, it just passed.

　　 Chu Zhixi couldn't help it, and went to sleep after dawn. Wu Mian lay on the bamboo chair leisurely, watching the morning light gradually rise, watching the fog and sea in the forest, watching the birds chirping clearly and vividly.

　　Because of the delays, Chu Zhixi slept for a while and only got up at noon. She didn't live enough, Wu Mian decided not to go back and stayed another night. Just rush back to the Chinese Medicine Hospital on Monday morning. This is all indifferent.

　　 Bajingzi, who had been sleeping all night, also gradually woke up, and it was a new week.

　　 Dean Zhou hesitated for a weekend, and all he thought of was the call Wu Mian called on Friday.

　　 Kidney failure, advanced cancer, Wu Mian hasn't even seen the "patients", just make a call?

　　 This thing is a little bit magical, and Dean Zhou couldn't figure out any reason.

　　 I didn't want to care about what Wu Mian from the old Wu's family said. Maybe it was just the impetuous young people now. In the heart of Dean Zhou, he has actually started to count down the countdown to his old man. For example, items such as shrouds are ready.

　　 But after all, I was unwilling to do so. Dean Zhou decided on Sunday evening to go for a blood collection on Monday morning. In case...it definitely won't work, but blood collection will take a bit of trouble, so don't regret it when the time comes.

　　 After all, the scene where Wu Mian lay directly in the coffin made Dean Zhou unforgettable.

　　 And the Taoist Chief Lin of Laoyashan didn't know what to do with Wu Mian, so he opened his mouth and closed his mouth and called the little uncle.

　　 Although Dean Zhou doesn’t believe in these weird things, but...plus his son has been instigating him and he is very determined, so he still took his father to the hospital for a blood test early in the morning.

　　 Seeing his son pushing the wheelchair, whether the grandfather and grandson are talking and laughing, Dean Zhou feels a little warm. This little **** also knows that he is filial to the elderly, which is very rare.

　　 When he came to the hospital, he took a blood test. Dean Zhou didn't leave, so he squatted in the laboratory and waited for an urgent report.

　　 Things are approaching, there is less entanglement, but more weird and inexplicable expectations.

　　Wu Mian, is that kid really good? Could it be said that there is something weird about Laoyashan? If it works, can his father live two more years?

　　 These things kept appearing in Dean Zhou's mind, and they couldn't be suppressed. Although he thought it was ridiculous, Wu Mian just made a phone call, didn't see anyone and didn't take any medicine. He didn't even do the most mysterious qigong posture. How could it be good!

　　 "Dean, the results of the test are pretty good." The doctor on duty in the laboratory took the newly printed test sheet and came out to announce the good news.

　　 "Huh? Very good?" Dean Zhou was taken aback.

　　 "Yes, blood routine, hemoglobin is slightly lower, but anemia cannot be diagnosed..."

　　 "What about kidney function?"

　　 "It's okay, it's normal." The doctor in the laboratory said with a smile while holding the test sheet.

normal!

The two words 　　 fell on Dean Zhou's head like a thunder.

　　 Kidney failure, really let Wu Mian heal it with a phone call? !

　　 I'll take it, that kid... The picture flashed back before Dean Zhou's eyes is still Wu Mian wearing a khaki trench coat, sunglasses, and black calf leather gloves, lying in the coffin as if he had been killed.

　　 This is something ordinary people can do!

　　The little uncle of Laoyashan was so awesome, Dean Zhou thought in his heart, grabbed the test sheet, and squinted his eyes to take a closer look.

　　 Urea nitrogen, normal! Creatinine, the upper limit of normal, can be said to be normal! Carbon dioxide binding power...

　　 Kidney failure disappeared.

　　 "Dad, how is my grandpa's examination result?" Zhou Liangliang asked. As he asked, he stretched his head to read the test sheet.

　　 "It's okay." After Dean Zhou was ecstatic, he was a little dazed.

　　 "It's really okay..." Zhou Liangliang's tone was a little weird, but Dean Zhou looked dazed and didn't hear it.

　　 "You take your grandpa home, be careful not to bump." Dean Zhou arranged.

　　 After finishing speaking, he glanced at the time, and confessed to the old man, and ran to the office building.

　　Wait for a while. Wu Mian must not be regarded as a doctor under his own hands. He is the little uncle of Lao Lushan, and he can "cure" the old man's kidney failure with just one phone call!

　　 Just in time for work, Dean Zhou was standing on the first floor of the office building, looking strange. Dean Zhou was troubled by those who came and greeted him.

　　 Eight o'clock, Wu Mian hasn't arrived yet.

　　 Dean Zhou just felt a little unhappiness in his heart, and he was strangled in the bud.

　　Would such a person like Wu Mian be able to slander himself? Dean Zhou thought to himself with the old man's test sheet in his hand. Without doing anything, the kidney function returned to normal, and Dean Zhou's belief was shaken after persisting for many years.

　　 "Dean, why are you?" Section Chief Duan came to work swayingly, and asked in surprise when he saw Director Zhou standing at the door of the medical department.

　　 "It's okay, I'll wait for Section Chief Wu." Director Zhou replied absently.

　　 "..." Section Chief Duan quickly changed his clothes and chatted with President Zhou. But the chatting feels so strange, something is always missing. Mind is not on the same channel, speaking by yourself Dean Zhou can sometimes connect, sometimes not.

　　 What's wrong? Section Chief Duan was observing his words and expressions, and soon discovered the laboratory test sheet held by President Zhou in his hand.

　　 With a move in his heart, Section Chief Duan began to talk.

　　 Kidney function is normal. Director Zhou and Wu Mian are waiting. With these related conditions listed together, Section Chief Duan vaguely feels that he has discovered something remarkable.

　　 Could it be said that Wu Mian took action and cured the old man's kidney failure? !

　　 They are all medical professionals, who can believe such absurd things~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Dean Zhou, Duan, you two. "Wu Mian walked in with a face full of spring breeze.

　　 Wu Mian said hello with a smile, and the gloom of the past was wiped out. The white jade-like skin was faintly radiating light, and Dean Zhou couldn't help but stared at Wu Mian carefully, as if there was something wrong.

　　 "President Zhou, what are you looking for?" Wu Mian asked.

　　 "Chapter Wu, is it convenient?" Dean Zhou responded and asked.

　　 "Huh?" Wu Mian glanced and saw the test sheet held by Dean Zhou. He immediately understood, "Master, you have already delayed a course of treatment. Try not to delay more time."

"Okay, okay, I'll take the time to send it to save the tumor." Dean Zhou said, and then squeezed his eyes, called Wu Mian aside, and asked cautiously, "Xiao Wu, ask you something, tell the truth. ."

"You say."

　　 "My dad's disease, can he be cured?"

　　 Wu Mian smiled.

　　 is also human nature. This person, there is no time for contentment.

　　 "Go to save the tumor chemotherapy, take care of it carefully, it is estimated that there is no problem in living for another year. If you want to two or three years, the chance is not great." Wu Mian told the truth.

　　 Dean Zhou was a little disappointed, but on another thought, this was Wu Mian's move to change his fate against the sky and prolong his life for one year.

　　 One year of life extension, these four words alone are worth a lot of money, and I can’t be unsatisfied.

"thanks."

　　 said, Dean Zhou bowed deeply.

　　 Section Chief Duan saw from a distance, his eyes almost popped out.

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　　Note: Zhizhi’s new work "Miss Biao", a group of little beauties who have just met up lie on the wall to watch the story of handsome men.