At noon the next day, He Xiaoran snatched Qin Shan's bicycle and excitedly went to school to find He He, singing "The Song of Money" excitedly along the way:

"Money, money, money, my money, money, money, I want to make a fortune, my money, money, money!"

Shi Shi had been waiting at the school gate for a long time, with a big helmet standing close behind Shi Shi. When he saw his sister coming, like a blooming morning glory, he poked his head from this side, retracted and then poked his head from that side.

Just rocking back and forth happily.

While swaying, she kept shouting: "Sister! Sister!..."

He Xiaoran stretched out his hand: "Red envelope!"

When did he take a look at her, take out the red envelope and hand it to her.

He Xiaoran took it out and saw that there were indeed many zeros on it. She put it under her mouth and kissed it hard.

He quickly took out three hundred yuan from his pocket and threw it to He Zhi: "Take it!"

When he took two hundred, he handed her one hundred: "Two hundred is enough."

He Xiaoran had just gotten the check and was going to the bank to exchange it. It was when he was filled with joy that he said, "Take it, tell me if it's not enough!"

When to get the money back: "Got it."

"Sister!" He Miao was still acting as a morning glory, trying her best to attract her sister's attention.

In the end, He Xiaoran's attention was all on the colorful checks, "I'm going to leave now. I'll see you later."

After taking two steps, he turned back and asked with concern, "Does your hand still hurt?"

When I pursed my lips in grievance, the pain no longer hurt long ago, but the concern came too late: "It hurts like hell."

He Xiaoran was worried for a moment. How valuable was his hand? It still hurts? It must have not been cured.

"It hurts so much? Did Daji Hospital treat you one night with a quack doctor? No, I'll take you to the hospital now!"

Today happened to be the day when I was going to remove the gypsum splints. I deliberately didn't say when I was going to go to the hospital with He Xiaoran with my morning glory.

Qinshan's shabby three-wheeler, with a big shoulder sitting on the front, and a nondescript rear seat installed on the rear wheel. It looked like it was spliced ​​to the rear. He Miao was riding on the back, holding He Xiaoran's eyes.

He Xiaoran sang "The Song of Money", and He Miao shouted "Sister" in time with the rhythm.

The mountain bike carried the three people to Daji Hospital with great difficulty.

Si Qing felt that he was always unlucky.

The first time I worked the night shift, I encountered a man with a dislocated wrist. After a while, I finally adjusted to the day shift and learned how to put on a plaster from the master, but I met a man who removed the plaster.

One of the girls was particularly mean, "Was it you last time? Did you put a splint on my sister? Look, how long has it been? It still hurts. Will you put a splint on her?"

Si Qing felt that this person had a particularly fierce look in his eyes, and he couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

He just came back not long ago, and he didn't spend time with them on weekdays. He rushed back because A Yuan was kissed by a turtle a while ago. He watched and observed A Yuan for a whole day the next day, and then came to the hospital for internship.

Patients are not God, but everyone regards themselves as national treasures.

Si Qing is not as experienced as the national treasure. He is also full of food. Why don't you come to learn how to put on a plaster and splint?

Can't he just sit in for a consultation directly?

It was after get off work time now, and he was taking a nap on the table in the plaster room, but these three girls broke in.

Si Qing is in a miserable state.

He has been learning to splint for the past two days. The first time he removed the splint, there was a dominatrix staring at him eagerly and a strange creature leaning against the corner.

The appearance seems to be that of a human being, but there is no reference creature for the weird posture against the wall.

Si Qing held the hammer, with a calm expression and a panic inside. He stretched out his hand to push up his gold-rimmed glasses full of wisdom. He hammered down with a "pop" sound and hit the table, missing He Xiaoran's finger by 0.1 inches.

When shocked: "Doctor, my hand is over here!"

He Xiaoran jumped up: "You did it on purpose, right? Tell me, were you sent here by Guan Xingyi?"

Si Qing's hands are trembling. He needs to calm down. He is a doctor and is studying for a doctorate. His family has arranged for him to come as an intern. What diseases can he not treat?

This dislocation is not a disease in the eyes of doctors!

Will the plaster be removed soon?

Don't be afraid, just hold on, you can do it!

He Xiaoran looked as if he had seen a ghost when he saw the young doctor suddenly clenching his fists, pursed his lips, and cheered himself up.

He Xiaoran made a decision immediately, "When, stop, this person is definitely unreliable! Close the door and let He Miao go!"

He Miao jumped out from the corner with a "oooo" sound, assumed a fierce posture, and was eager to attack the white coat, as if he would pounce on him at any time to kill him.

Si Qing was so frightened that he pressed against the wall. He said that it was a strange thing. Look, it was true!

"Are you sent here by Guan Xingyi?" He Xiaoran pressed. Guan Xingyi, this bitch, is so shameless. He actually imitated her and tried to break her hand before the competition!

It's a beautiful thought, but her hand wants to double the 60 million left for herself!

Si Qing shook his head desperately: "No, no, no, Guan Xingyi is a patient of mine who worked the night shift before!"

It wasn't that he had to remember the name, but it was because the person was one of his patients with wrist dislocation. He was very panicked at the time. In order not to be embarrassed, he held the checklist and read it, and somehow he remembered it.

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"Sure enough, it has something to do with you!" The doctor sees so many patients every day, but he still remembers his night shift patients?

He Xiaoran became serious, it was obvious that he had been bribed!

He Xiaoran glanced at him, wondering whether to teach him a lesson directly, and then thought that this was Daji Hospital. What if her move spread to the Zhou family?

In the end, it was she who suffered the loss.

It's better to tell Zhou Chenyuan and let him take care of this thing.

In the plaster room, Zhou Chenyuan put his hands behind his back and looked at the three sisters He Xiaoran and Si Qing who were crowded in the corner with a cold face.

Zongtang, who was at the door, couldn't help but speak and shouted at Si Qing: "Quack doctor!"

"I did take over an injured patient named Guan Xingyi, but it has been a long time. I remember it so clearly because that night A Yuan..." Si Qing reached out and touched his mouth, not daring to say that he was injured.

The turtle bit his mouth and could only name it implicitly.

Zhou Chenyuan looked strange and glanced at him.

Si Qing said melancholy: "I really wasn't sent here by Guan Xingyi..."

In any case, he just can't admit in public that he is a novice putting on plaster and splinting. Now they call him a quack. If he admits it in public, he will be finished!

Si Qing didn't know if he had shit in his head, so why did he have to go to the plaster room to rest? Did he think the smell of plaster wasn't strong enough?

I want to cry but have no tears, "I really am not!"

"Brother-in-law, he hit my sister's hand with a hammer, didn't you mean it?" He He looked unhappy and complained to Zhou Chenyuan.
Chapter completed!