Spy Doctor Anonymous

Just go to the nurse's station to fool around:

"Where is the doctor, treat me right away."

"Your name is?"

"What's your tone? I told you that saving lives and healing the wounded is your bounden duty. What do you call me? You still have time to call me, huh?? I'm Zhang San, Li Si, and Wang Wu. Is there a difference?! No! I want surgery, arrange it!"

The nurse asked, "What kind of operation? Who is your attending doctor?"

The patient's eyes were red with anxiety, the veins on his forehead were exposed, and he said hoarsely, "Are you fucking kidding me? You don't know what to ask!"

"No, you don't say your name, your doctor in charge, or what kind of surgery, how can I arrange it?" The nurse responded in a bad tone.

"I can't wait to cut my eyebrows, my sister, can I call someone who can operate?! You are mentally handicapped!" The patient waved the recording pen in his hand vigorously, which was bound to convince her, "Look! I have yours. What about your dean and director? I want to sue you! See if you bring your brains to work in the future!"

"Comrade, you have to follow the procedure. We want everyone to be like you, so that the world won't be in chaos." The nurse was too busy, and her tone became worse and worse, "You, register over there first." She turned around and went to deal with another a patient.

The "recording pen" was so angry that he couldn't get off the tiger, he croaked a few words helplessly, the crowd pushed him, he was alone and weak to block the car, swearing and queuing up to register...

Mei Xiaomei summed it up brilliantly, "The God of Plague is great."

No, the mild-tempered Li Shaofeng and Mr. Li are also gearing up to sharpen their knives.

The scene is flying around.Unrelated patients and their families also broke in to watch the excitement.Someone shouted, "My mother, the doctor beat me! These days!"

Zhang Fan took a step ahead of Lin Fuya, pushed the two of them away in an awe-inspiring manner, and scolded, "You are on the battlefield!? How can you heal people without a good attitude?"

Li Shaofeng gritted his teeth and said, "I won't treat him!"

The "recorder" said with tears in his mouth, "I won't let him heal me!"

Zhang Fan said angrily, "You guys are enough!"

As a result, Zhang Fan took over the mess.

The "recording pen" is really not a good thing. After debridement, he ran away without paying the fee.Zhang Fan had to pay out of his own pocket.For now he lost money, but in the long run he gained fame.

In comparison, Li Shaofeng is miserable... Mei Xiaomei recorded his flamboyant fists and embroidered legs, and named him "Oriental Undefeated", which has become a must-have entertainment medicine for dull departments and homes.And Lin Fuya also invited Li Shaofeng to drink the national quintessence Dahongpao that day, and everyone is familiar with the meaning of this.Mei Xiaomei specially called to congratulate her.

The door is hidden.

The fragrance of tea curls up, nothing can resist it.

Li Shaofeng sat upright, his face pale and ashen.

"Aren't you injured?" Lin Fuya asked.

"No." Li Shaofeng wanted to laugh, but was so frustrated that he didn't have enough energy.

"Have a cup of tea." Lin Fuya said.

Li Shaofeng sighed and laughed, "Director, I'm not in the mood..."

"Lao Li, you're usually not so restless."

"Is that so..." Li Shaofeng raised his neck and drank a cup of tea without panting.

"Not much gossip. I will give you a day off. Effective immediately."

"No need." Li Shaofeng was too eager for Lin Fuya to say something heart-to-heart, so he analyzed himself, "Director, the job of a doctor is really not done by humans. Of course, there are bad doctors, but there are also good doctors, but many patients can be killed with one blow." We, preconceived demonize us. It is a matter of life, who is more passive? Who doesn’t want to be reasonable, but there is not always a chance. Let’s just say, we are busy all day long, and we have to work day shifts and night shifts to make up 24 during holidays. Hourly class, get some commission, they say how many kickbacks, red envelopes, each industry has little-known sufferings, not everyone is greedy, I think I have a clear conscience. Let’s talk about our country’s investment in medical and health care , negligible. Patients are not protected, neither are doctors. Alas. It’s all hard-earned money.”

Lin Fuya asked, "Then why do you persist?"

Li Shaofeng finished his grievances, and said hesitantly, "I still love this profession... The smile of the patient when he recovers is the greatest comfort."

"Patients are not familiar with our system. Why don't we treat them like this. What's more, because they are all hard-earned money and the environment is not very relaxed, they become more wary." Lin Fuya said, "The only way to change the status quo is to do a good job first." Take your time, be patient, and strive to make progress together."

knock knock --

Someone knocked on the door.

"Come in." Lin Fuya took a sip of her tea and looked sideways.

Here Li Shaofeng lost his temper, and he said with emotion, "The director is the director. With you in the hospital, I also have a sustenance." These words were emotional, and he closed his eyes and smiled earnestly.

"Fu...Director Lin." Bai Liyang stood by the door impatiently.

Li Shaofeng thought for a while and said, "That's all right. Director, I'm going out first."

"Ah."

Lin Fuya locked the door and was alone with Bai Liyang.

"Have you had lunch?" Bai Liyang's serious and loving demeanor made Lin Fuya feel very close.

"Aren't you going to eat with me?" Lin Fuya put one hand on the door, and the other hand tightened around Bai Liyang's waist.

She kissed her delicious.Intoxicated with kisses.The kiss was so intense that Bai Liyang wanted to make another promise with her body.However, Bai Liyang was very guilty, and asked embarrassingly, "Let's keep a low profile in the hospital."

"The door is locked." Lin Fuya's implication was: I am keeping a low profile.She put her hand into Bai Liyang's clothes, wantonly aggressing and bullying the soft, upright bright red pair.

Bai Liyang's beautiful eyes were blurred, "Fuya." She gasped, "No."

Seeing her pitiful appearance, Lin Fuya felt the desire to conquer, and she raised one knee to touch Bai Liyang's leg, and Bai Liyang exclaimed.Lin Fuya smiled, and glanced at the collar of Bai Liyang's white coat, which was still in a mess.Lin Fuya has some obsessive-compulsive disorder tendencies, and suddenly feels that it is an eyesore.

Bai Liyang followed her gaze to look there, tilted her head and said, "Fuya, can you unscrew it for me?"

Lin Fuya wrapped the thread with her fingers, and when she had a point of strength, she wanted to pull it off. Unexpectedly, the thread bloomed on the weaving cloth with thousands of seams.

"I'll get the scissors." Lin Fuya said.

Bai Liyang blushed, "I'm sorry."

Kacha——that Luanma is dead.

"Ok?"

Bai Liyang said sincerely, "It ruined your interest."

"Come with me to lunch 'Atonement'."

"...This is not good." Bai Liyang turned her face away, and there was a very irregular walking sound outside the door. She knew very well that the person was Zhang Fan who had quietly followed her just now.His "monitoring" seems to have come to an end.Bai Liyang no longer leaned against the door, she sat on Lin Fuya's office chair, rested her forehead with her hand, and turned over a thick stack of medical records on the table.

"Aren't you going to have lunch with me from now on?" Lin Fuya slowly approached Bai Liyang, pinched her chin, turned her face, and brushed her thumb across her bright lips, "Liyang, dare you. "

"How much do you love this profession?" Bai Liyang asked irrelevantly.

"I can't do without it." Lin Fuya's phoenix eyes are black and bright.

Bai Liyang was in a daze, and it took a long time before she said "um", and then said, "Fuya, I support you. Then...you should go to dinner early. I'm leaving."

"Please make a special trip to talk about this." Lin Fuya said angrily.

"..."

Bai Liyang walked to the door silently.Lin Fuya followed suit.

Great noon.The sun was warm and steamed a few red clouds.

Bai Liyang crossed the road and entered a small restaurant called "Hao Congee Road".

Lin Fuya looked at her from across the street.

The sink in "Good Porridge Road" was extremely low, and Bai Liyang was tall and slender, bending over to turn on the faucet rather cautiously, the water came in too hard, splashing her face suddenly.She glanced left and right.His face was flushed red.

Lin Fuya stood behind a booth, concealed by it, and smiled.

After washing his hands, Bai Liyang sat on the seat that the owner of the small restaurant had just cleared up, wiping his face lazily but continued to blush.She ordered the menu and looked out suspiciously again.

Then, the boss brought a bowl of porridge with preserved egg and lean meat and a few dishes of side dishes.

Bai Liyang lowered her head, sucked two mouthfuls of hot porridge without thinking, and picked up tender green vegetables one after another with chopsticks.Like a greedy cat, feeding itself.When she raised her head, she saw Lin Fuya standing at the door smiling without saying a word, Bai Liyang was stunned, and suddenly became honest... She swallowed the vegetables dignifiedly, and then the old monk settled down...waiting for them to eat.

Lin Fuya walked away.

With lingering fears in his heart, Bai Liyang curled up his half-fisted fist, coughed elegantly with a livid face.shameful……

In the afternoon shift, Bai Liyang didn't see Lin Fuya.The two are busy with their own things.

When getting off work, Bai Liyang sent a text message to Lin Fuya: I'm going back first.

Bai Liyang waited and waited.Lin Fuya didn't return.Bai Liyang is a person who doesn't talk much about his mental language.She put the phone back in her pocket.Suddenly it occurred to Lin Fuya that she didn't have to work the night shift today, maybe she would go to "Zhixin" again.Bai Liyang took out her phone again and sent a second text message: Fuya, I'll make you dinner.Her fingers paused, and then she typed a few more words: I'm going back first.

There are too few lines... Bai Liyang sighed and asked himself, "What am I doing?"

挖料

The setting sun was lower.

The tree shadow casts a mirage on the window, and looks forward in the mist.

Bai Liyang tied her hair up and was busy in Lin Fuya's kitchen. Crispy lotus root slices, Gaosheng pork ribs, roasted eggplant with minced meat, all the tension and relaxation were blurred in her eyes.She was considering whether to make a phone call to get Lin Fuya's response