C246

At about nine o'clock in the evening, the nurse on duty came to check the ward.

She put away the dropper that mujin had finished, and told her, "today's medicine has been finished. You can have a good rest in the rest of the time. If you have any discomfort, ring the bell to call me."

Mu brocade light should a: "thank you."

The nurse is out.

Mujin looks out of the window through the gap in the curtain.

Outside, the curtain of night has been thick opened.

Now she can't rest in the hospital.

……

The next morning, the chief surgeon with nurses came to the ward, routine rounds.

At the sight of Mu Jin, her face became very unnatural, but she still asked a few questions according to the Convention.

"Does your stomach hurt?"

Mu Jin shook his head.

"Do you have dizziness, nausea and vomiting?"

Mu Jin still shook his head.

The chief surgeon turned to the recording nurse and said, "the patient is all right. Take her blood pressure."

The nurse agreed, put down the record book in his hand, took out the blood pressure meter in his pocket, and measured it for mujin.

"Systolic blood pressure 102 mmHg, diastolic blood pressure 85 mmHg, all normal."

She put away the sphygmomanometer and transcribed the data in the patient's ward round book.

Thinking in my heart: Dr. Liu and miss Mu's acting skills are really good, and I have to work harder.

She wrote quietly and asked Doctor Liu, "today's infusion is still in accordance with yesterday's?"

Dr. Liu said with a stiff expression on his face, "Miss mu, take good care of it."

Then he took the interns and nurses to another ward.

Having been a doctor for so many years, she felt guilty for the first time.

Mujin didn't care about them.

After the doctors and nurses went out, she took out the documents from the company from her bag.

The hospital days are so boring that she always has to do something to kill it.

The ward was quiet, and occasionally the nurse came to check on her liquid.

All day, mujin was in the ward handling company documents.

In this way, two days passed in a flash.

Just when mujin thought that the next day would be as dull as ever, a sudden phone call broke her already adapted time of child rearing --

"where are you, grandma?" Mrs. Zhou asked anxiously.

Mu Jin replied, "I'm in the hospital."

Mrs. Zhou sighed and asked carefully, "can you come here? The young master is ill. "

"Is he ill?" Mujin is a little surprised.

Having known him for so long, she had never heard of his illness.

"The young master came back with injuries that day, and he didn't eat for three days." Mrs. Zhou's voice with the young master's pity, "he has been hiding in the room, how to call also did not come out to eat."

Mu Jin frowned and did not speak.

Mrs. Zhou wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and pleaded: "the young master's wound has not been bandaged, it has been inflamed and inflamed. Now he is burning again. He refused to let him see a doctor. Please come and see him and persuade him

Although she was a servant of the family, the young master was very generous to her.

In her heart, the young master is no different from her own children.

The young master didn't eat or drink for three days. She was so sick that she felt sick.

Mu Jin heart a soft, silent for a few seconds, or agreed, "you look at him at home, I will go."

Hang up the phone, she pulled out the needle on the back of her hand, got out of the hospital with her bag.

At the gate of the hospital, a taxi was stopped and rushed to the villa.

……

When the figure of mujin appears, Mrs. Zhou is looking out of the villa gate.

"You can count it." Mrs. Zhou opened the door of the villa, looking relieved.

Mu Jin walked into the door and asked, "what about others?"

Mrs. Zhou's face was not very good-looking. "The young master has been in the room on the second floor."

"I'll go and have a look." Mu Jin said, pushing aside into the villa, toward the second floor.

Mu Jin came to the door of the room and pushed the door. The door was not locked.

She pushed aside and saw that the golden curtains in the room were tightly drawn. In the weak light, the bedroom was dim and dark.

Beer bottles were scattered on the floor, and the room was full of decadence.

And Li Shu si a pajamas, the body reclines on the big bed.

Mujin walked in, full of the pungent smell of wine, rushed into her nose face-to-face.There was another tumult in her stomach, and a strong feeling of vomiting came up.

Mu Jin quickly covered his nose and forced himself to resist the reaction of vomiting.

She didn't like the taste of wine, which was so stuffy for a long time that it made her nauseous.

She took out a few sour plum from her bag and put them into her mouth. The feeling of faint nausea was barely suppressed.

Mu Jin looked at the bed, the man's trousers half pulled, a blood red scratch clearly visible.

He fell asleep with his eyes closed, his brows wrinkled, and the cut on his forehead was red and swollen.

Mu brocade facial expression changed, also regardless of the body reaction, walked to the bedside.

Mrs. Zhou came in from outside, with a medicine box in one hand and a bowl of congee and two dishes in the other.

"Young lady, wake up the young master and persuade him to eat something." Mrs. Zhou handed the tray in her hand to Mu Jin, and put down the medicine box beside the bed. "Young master's injury will cause great things if I drag it like this. How can I persuade him to go to the hospital, he refused. You can give him some medicine later. You have to get rid of this disease."

"He hasn't seen a doctor in the past three days. Why is he stubborn when he is so ill?"

Mu Jin threw the bag on the ground and shook the hand of Li Shu Si, "Li Shu Si, Li Shu Si wake up..."

But she called several times, Lishu Secretary also did not wake up, not a bit of response.

Mrs. Zhou went to the window and opened the curtain.

Open the window to let the smell of wine in the room dissipate.

With the wind, the smell in the room became much fresher.

Hearing Mu Jin's question, she could only say, "master, I'm not allowed to call the doctor. I'm I'm also forced. I can't help it. The young master doesn't even allow me to go upstairs. "

If she had not ventured to come up in the morning, she would not have known that Li Shu Si was so ill.

Mu Jin stretched out his hand to probe on his forehead, "he is burning badly."

He was so ill that his wound was not treated.

After all, she is not a doctor, professional medical knowledge she can not come, she looked at the man's leg and forehead injury, can not start.

"Go and call Dr. Ye over," Mu Jin's face tightened. "I can't handle this injury well."

Mrs. Zhou put away the wine bottles and glasses on the bedside table and said, "this..." Mrs. Zhou took a look at the Li Shu secretary on the bed. She was puzzled, "will the young master be angry?"

"It doesn't matter if he's angry or not?" Mu Jin waved, "you may go, if he wants to blame, I will bear it."

"Oh, good." Mrs. Zhou went out.

……

The man in the bed didn't move at all.

His eyes were closed tightly, his pretty face was ruddy and his breath was heavy.

Mu Jin pulled out a thermometer from the medicine box and took his temperature for Lishu. It was 40 degrees centigrade!

She clenched her lower lip and looked at the sleeping man in the hospital bed, "lishushi, I think you are really crazy..."

Who do you want to feel guilty if you don't cherish your body?

His breathing became heavier and heavier, and mujin's eyebrows could not be wrinkled any more.

For a long time, she asked him in a low voice:

"do you like children so much?"

www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!