At 6:30 the next morning, Han Xiangyang got up on time, washed up, grabbed his shoulder bag and went out.

In the private garden on the roof of the sixth floor, Liu Xiaolan was wearing a white Tai Chi suit and dancing Tai Chi sword on the grass.

Seeing Han Xiangyang, Liu Xiaolan calmly pulled her sword away, "Go to work so early? Mom is going to make breakfast for you?"

"I'll eat Xiaolongbao downstairs, and you can continue to exercise!" Han Xiangyang waved to Liu Xiaolan.

"Come back for lunch?"

"I won't come back at noon, I will come back for dinner in the afternoon."

"In the afternoon..." Liu Xiaolan said in a gentle tone, "What do you want to eat? Tell mom!"

"I love to eat whatever you cook!" Han Xiangyang waved.

When she came to her senses, Han Xiangyang's figure had disappeared.

She clamped the wooden sword under her armpits, slowly walked to the edge of the terrace, and looked downstairs.

After waiting for two or three minutes, I saw my son's hurried figure. I was about to shout, but I stopped and murmured: "Son, the Han family has collapsed. Mom doesn't care, it's just a pain for you..."

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The hospital's working hours are 7:30 in the morning. As a new intern, Han Xiangyang was asked to arrive at the department half an hour in advance to do all the work before the rounds, and assist the residents in checking all patients' blood test results and imaging examination results.

There was still a small problem during the rounds.

Han Xiangyang is still very cautious. If he involves a privacy examination or needs to take off his clothes, Han Xiangyang voluntarily exits the door.

However, when I found a 30-year-old female patient with breast hyperplasia, there was no procedure to take off her clothes. Xiao Jingqiu just pinched and touched her through the hospital gown for a few times and asked about the pain. Han Xiangyang studied while taking a pen to record.

But the male family member with a straight face stood in front of Han Xiangyang with a look of dishevelation and whispered: "What are you doing when you come in?"

Han Xiangyang said helplessly: "I am a doctor..."

"The doctor can come in as he pleases you. I'll allow you? Go out."

Han Xiangyang closed the notebook and was about to turn around and retreat. Perhaps the male family thought he was slow to move, so he pushed him with his palm, "Why are you doing it hard? Get it quick!"

Han Xiangyang shrugged and quickly walked out of the ward.

Xiao Jingqiu and the doctor did not help him. Song Shiya's lips moved, but in the end she closed her mouth. Only the nurse Xiao Li couldn't see it and said a few words to the male family.

After checking the room and returning to the office, Xiao Jingqiu arranged the rest of his work and finally talked to Han Xiangyang and asked him if he was used to it. He would face such family members and patients every day in the future. This is still common. If you encounter abnormal patients and patients, you should be more careful.

Han Xiangyang nodded and said that he was mentally prepared.

"Well! It's good if you have this mentality." Xiao Jingqiu nodded, "In our department, the outpatient clinic has a little more medicine, and the hospitalization rate has always been low, which is not as high as that of the People's Hospital of the Municipal People's Hospital. It is hard to find a gynecological ward. Your job requirements are not high, and you have time..."

When Xiao Jingqiu said this, she shouted at the nurse station opposite, "Captain Nurse!"

"Here you come" the head nurse in her forties responded. "The director is asking me for something?"

"You give Xiao Han the medical record for this month. Xiao Han. If you have nothing to do, you can check the medical record, check the guide, and learn the pharmacopoeia... By the way, the head nurse will help him check it out when posting the test form."

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At 5:30 pm, Han Xiangyang got off work.

At this time, the sun had moved westward, and a breeze blew, and the leaves of tall plants in the large garden between the inpatient department and the outpatient building were rustling.

Han Xiangyang walked in the corridor under the grape trellis, and suddenly saw a familiar figure in his eyes.

The middle-aged woman who had hit his cell phone was holding a skinny man sitting on the bench in the corridor.

"I will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. I won't see it anymore. I know my body. I'm helpless. I won't spend money anymore..."

The woman's voice trembled slightly, "Child Dad! We promised not to give up..."

"Oh! I can't drag you and the children anymore. It's not easy for the boss to make money. He's already 34 or 500, and he hasn't talked about his girlfriend yet. The second brother is good at studying. I've just started a master's degree and I've already caused more than 100,000 yuan to my family. In the future, no matter how you are, you're all blamed for my damn body..."

"Children's father, child's father... don't say it anymore. The doctors say that there is a way to save it! Money, I will find a way..." The woman cried in a low voice.

"What can you think of?" The man stretched out his thin right hand and pinched the woman's palm. "You have borrowed everything you should borrow and you can borrow... Today, the hospital placed a collection form, and I heard it, and I have to pay the fee again."

"The only thing I regret now is that I shouldn't have cured this death disease at first, and it will be a waste of money for you. Go back, go back now, no more treatment..." The man wanted to stand up excitedly, but his legs softened and fell on the woman.

The thin and weak woman and the man fell at the same time...

Han Xiangyang, who happened to pass by, hurriedly reached out to support the two of them.

With this support, he was secretly surprised that the two of them were so light in weight, and the system "Dingdong" was turned on: "The host triggered a selective task."

"Task description available: the host can accept or reject. No punishment."

"Select to accept. If completed, the host can receive a special prop reward for the system, and at the same time, the reward of 5,000 points will be opened, and the first-level redemption window will be opened."

Han Xiangyang shook his head secretly. If he had a way to overcome the advanced stage of liver cancer, he would be the best candidate for the Nobel Prize in Medicine next year.

At this time, while the woman thanked her repeatedly, she probably recognized him, her face shuddered and dodged.

The man's face was as haggard as dead as ashes, his eyes were full of despair, sorrow, regret...

Seeing this made Han Xiangyang feel cold.

He is extremely sympathetic to such terminally ill patients, but he is powerless.

Just as he was about to escape, the system spoke out: "Who said that there is no possibility of curing liver cancer in the advanced stage?"

Han Xiangyang retorted: "I don't know anything about bullying me? Traditional Chinese medicine treatment can only improve the patient's body's disease resistance, improve systemic conditions and symptoms, and reduce adverse reactions to chemotherapy and radiotherapy. Surgery has always been the first choice for liver cancer."

"That's because your knowledge structure is not in place. In nature, everything has natural enemies, and cancer cells are the same. It's just that you haven't discovered it, or because of your destruction of the environment, the 'natural enemies' have died..."

"Can the system heal?" Han Xiangyang suddenly thought that the system on his body might be an omniscient and omnipotent system.

"Of course!"

Looking at the back of the couple who were staggering away, Han Xiangyang was silent for a while. The system was opened because of the recklessness of this woman. Even if it was not for revealing and exploring the secrets, even for repaying and sympathizing, he should have accepted the task...

"I accept the mission!"

While speaking, Han Xiangyang opened the "hologram imaging diagnosis and treatment system" and pointed directly at the thin male patient in front of him.
Chapter completed!