doctor magician

Chapter 34

Gao Deduan said to Director Zhao: "I happened to meet that fortune-teller surnamed Xiao who was scaring the director and his wife outside just now. I wanted to enlighten him and tell him to obey the rules, but he was obsessed with obsession and couldn't listen."

Director Zhao talked lazily with the fat businessman before, but now he regained his energy after talking to the fortune-teller, and he stopped leaning on the bed, sat upright on the bed, laughed and listened, and then said: "Now the fortune-teller is also Good and evil are mixed together, and there are very few experts like the master. I don’t know that kid at first glance, and I don’t know where he got my information. He wants to set me up and blackmail me. My wife is soft-hearted. I'd rather believe it and let her steal the money. The worst thing is, he actually said that my son had a disaster in the near future. If it weren't for the master, you would have thought that my son was safe and healthy, and I'm afraid he would be deceived again go."

Gao Deduan nodded triumphantly: "Yes, Mr. Zhao has no illness or disaster in his life, even if he has a minor illness, he will recover soon."

Mrs. Zhao interrupted with a smile: "Just now, the fortune teller also said that Master Gao had a bloody disaster recently, it is really alarmist."

Director Zhao not only turned cold, but said: "This person is too ignorant of the rules to threaten Master Gao with such words. He really doesn't know what to do."

On the contrary, Gao Deduan looked very magnanimous, sitting on the single sofa, crossing his legs lazily and said: "I have seen this kind of person who does not know the heights of the world, but he is too rampant, I will teach him a lesson. Let him know, There are rules in fortune-telling."

Mrs. Zhao hesitated for a moment and said to Gao Deduan: "However, he has some ability to figure out that Aunt Tian's husband is not cancer. Master Gao should be more cautious..."

As soon as he said this, Director Zhao suddenly raised his voice and said, "What's wrong with my son?"

Mrs. Zhao turned her head to look, and found that her son, who was still alive just now, was lying listlessly on the sofa, and the stack of money was thrown on the ground, so she hurriedly stepped forward and asked softly, "My dear, what's wrong? Isn't it fine?"

"No strength..." the child muttered.

"Who told you to run around just now, are you tired!" Mrs. Zhao quickly stretched out her hand to rub her temples, and then exclaimed, "Oh, your head is so hot, you seem to have a fever."

The child patted Mrs. Zhao's hand away, gave him a blank look, and said, "I'm fine!"

That slap sounded a little too hard, and it hurt Mrs. Zhao's arm, but she still said kindly, "If you feel uncomfortable, can you tell mom?"

"It's so long-winded!" The child turned his back to her, "I want to sleep."

Mrs. Zhao hurriedly took a blanket from the closet in the ward to cover her body, and said, "Be careful not to catch a cold when you sleep like this."

"It's so hot!" The child threw off the blanket.

"The air conditioner is turned on in the room. The temperature is low. Cover yourself with something to sleep on. Come on, be good." Mrs. Zhao picked up the blanket from the ground and covered her again.

"I don't want you to care!" The child lifted the blanket again.

Mrs. Zhao looked helplessly at Director Zhao who was on the bed. Director Zhao waved his hand and said, "Forget it, let him. You turn off the air conditioner, the temperature will rise, and you won't catch a cold."

Gao Deduan said: "Mr. Zhao has a personality since he was a child. This is the nature of being an official. Don't worry, I have calculated that Mr. Zhao is blessed by the gods. He will be free from illness and disaster throughout his life. Even if he has a little illness, he will recover quickly. of."

Director Zhao and his wife both respectfully nodded their heads in agreement.

Gao Deduan said: "Mr. Zhao wants to sleep, so I won't bother you. Just call me if you have anything to do."

So Mrs. Zhao respectfully sent him to the door and watched him go away.

Director Zhao also lay down and said, "I'll sleep for a while too."

Mrs. Zhao hurried over to help him tuck the thin blanket.Then he sat on the single sofa beside him, continued knitting, and made gestures with the child Zhao Quan who was lying on the sofa from time to time.

Zhao Quan was not her own, but the son of Director Zhao and his ex-wife.Her little Director Zhao is more than ten years old. Even though she is young, she has to try her best to please her husband in order to secure the position of Mrs. Director.

She knew that if she wanted to win her husband's favor, she had to treat Director Zhao's only precious son well first of all. Even though the child treated her badly, she had to endure it.Still trying to please him.

Director Zhao and his son both slept deeply, and they slept until noon.The nurse brought in the exquisite food, and Mrs. Zhao woke up Director Zhao.

Director Zhao sat up, glanced at his son who was still sleeping on the sofa, frowned, and said, "Wake him up, if he sleeps too much during the day, he won't sleep well at night."

Mrs. Zhao quickly agreed, went to the side of the sofa and yelled twice, but the child ignored her.She reached out and shook his shoulder again, but the child still ignored him.

So she stretched out her hand to pat his little face, and suddenly exclaimed, "Oh, it's so hot, my son has a fever!"

"Don't make a fuss..."

"Really, it's very hot, let's ask the nurse to take the temperature!"

Mrs. Zhao's voice trembled a little, which made Director Zhao also nervous. He quickly got out of bed, pulled the slippers over, reached out and touched his son's forehead, and yelled, "Oh, it's so hot, hurry up!" Come see the doctor."

Soon, Chief Zhao's attending physician, Director Gao of the Oncology Department, came to the ward, touched the child's head, and said, "He has a fever. I'll call the nurse to take his temperature and prescribe some antipyretics. It may be a cold." , not a big problem."

Director Zhao yelled at Mrs. Zhao: "Didn't I say it? Don't let him sleep on the sofa. If you want to cover him with a quilt, you won't listen!"

Mrs. Zhao was very aggrieved, just now it was obvious that the child was unwilling to cover the blanket, and Director Zhao said it was fine, but now he is blaming her.She is used to this kind of thing, so she can only laugh and say that she must pay attention next time.

The nurse came quickly, took the body temperature, and exclaimed, "40.1 degrees. Let's send it to the pediatrics department!"

Director Zhao waved his hand and said: "Master Gao said that my son is free from illness and disaster, even if he has a minor illness, he can recover quickly. He has a cold. I prescribed some antipyretics for him. I won't go to the pediatric department. It's too messy, there are children with all kinds of diseases, let's treat them here!"

Director Gao nodded in agreement, and quickly prescribed antipyretic medicine, a child antipyretic patch.

Mrs. Zhao picked up the child Zhao Quan, fed him medicine, and applied antipyretic patches.Mrs. Zhao touched Zhao Quan's hot body, she was a little worried, and said to Director Zhao: "My son has a severe fever, why don't you give him an infusion?"

"What fluid to infuse? Don't infuse at every turn, don't you know? Doctors in our country infuse fluids at every turn. This is a very bad problem. Once drug resistance develops, there will be no cure for any serious illness in the future. Of course, I My son’s fate is very hard, and he will be safe and free from illness and disaster throughout his life. Master Gao is a top figure in the fortune-telling industry, and even the provincial leaders ask him for fortune-telling. Is there any truth to what he said?”

"It's true." Mrs. Zhao laughed along, holding the child in her arms, with a very loving look.

In the afternoon, Zhao Quan's high fever still persisted.He also asked Director Gao to come and see.Director Gao changed several antipyretics and told the child to feed them.

It was getting dark, but Zhao Quan was still curled up in Mrs. Zhao's arms, groggy and listless, and did not speak.Mrs. Zhao hugged her for a whole day, and she was so tired that her back ached, but she didn't dare to put the child on the sofa in front of Director Zhao. This is her chance to show her mother's love. happy.So, even though she was very tired, she still hugged the hot child Zhao Quan all the time.

However, she was a little anxious, wanted to go to the bathroom, and was hesitating whether to put the child on the sofa. At this moment, Zhao Quan suddenly tilted his head, and with a wow sound, he spat out a lot of dirt on her body.

"Oh, my dear, what's wrong with you?" Mrs. Zhao felt disgusted when she saw the vomit on her body, but she didn't dare to show it. Instead, she touched Zhao Quan's small face with concern, feeling hotter than before.

Seeing his son throwing up, Director Zhao started to panic. He hurried down and took his son from his arms.

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