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Niu He was really confused by the situation in front of his brain, and the cerebellum was cramped, and the goods shouted at the old lady.

"You shouldn't sit up. You should be lying down. Hurry down."

Everyone: "........."

This time, including a group of nurses and two doctors at the door, all looked at Niu He as a monster, and said to himself, which one is this? What does it mean that a patient should not sit up and lie down? Are you cursing the patient?

Zhu Chaoyang was really annoyed by Niu He's words. He stood up suddenly, grabbed the collar of Niu He's clothes, and stared, "What did you just say? My mother can't sit. ? According to you, my mother should lie down all my life? "

Niu He: "........."

After understanding what he said, Niu He couldn't wait to pump his two mouths, hemp eggs. What happened to him just now? How can you say that?

"Brother, brother, let go first, I just ... I just saw the old lady sitting up, and I was too excited. The patient can get better, which is what we want to see."

Zhu Chaoyang snorted coldly, pushed forward, and almost pushed Niu He to the floor.

But this guy is also considered a personal character. Now that he has calmed down from his emotions, his eyes turn.

"Brother, Miss Lu, what the **** is going on here? Oh, I know, it must be the medicine that our hospital has prescribed for the aunt, hasn't it? Otherwise, how could this happen?"

This product is really exciting now. The patient's condition is improving now. If he can know the reason, then he can become famous by this time.

But Lu Yanjun ignored him at all.

Zhu Chaoyang swaggered and said, "Your medicine has worked? You have given less gold to your hospital's face. My elder mother has been given four bottles of needles since she came in. If it works, she would have risen long ago. See clearly, is this your medicine working? This is the bowl of porridge that my brother Ye made for my mother, and my mother feels much better after eating half a portion of porridge. "

"what?"

Niu He was a little bit bad, he blinked, then scratched his head, looked at the old lady, looked at Lu Yijun and Zhu Chaoyang, and finally looked at half of the porridge on the small table on the bed, suddenly Smiled bitterly.

"Mr. Zhu, medicine is very rigorous. You ca n’t make a joke. You have seen it. Now many patients have the same disease as auntie. Now that auntie has a way to improve, you will talk about the method and bring benefits and Everyone shared and let them suffer less, isn't it? This is good morality. "

Niu He still did not give up, he must know why.

Do n’t tell me that it ’s a bowl of porridge that will make the old lady better. My TMD is not a three-year-old kid. I ’ll tell you if you ca n’t lie to me.

Zhu Chaoyang shook his head helplessly and said, "I have told the truth, you don't believe it, and I can't help it."

Lu Yanjun also said, "You let us say, we told you too, and you didn't believe it, so what else do you ask?"

Niu He: "..... but a bowl of porridge ... how could it make the difficult problems of experts all over the country improve? Miss Lu, if you are a doctor, do you believe this? "

Lu Yanjun lifted his face and proudly said, "I believe."

"....."

"Miss Lu, don't make a noise, this is no longer a matter for your family, but a matter for thousands of patients across the country. If you say it, it will save thousands of people and save thousands of families. "

"But we have already said that it is a porridge cooked by Brother Ye."

"@ # ￥% Impossible! Do you think that chef is a **** of cooking? A piece of porridge can make the patient better? If so, what other chef is he doing? Is n’t it enough to be a doctor?”

Niu He was really depressed. When he saw Lu Yijun and Zhu Chaoyang alive or dead, he didn't say the reason, and he was a little bit rushed.

But at this time, the family member of a patient in the ward spoke.

"Doctor, they are right. The old lady got better after eating half a portion of porridge. I was here waiting for my old man. I saw it with my own eyes."

The man finished talking, and then stared straight at the half of the porridge on the small table at the bedside of Grandma's grandmother, and suddenly laughed, "Little girl, do you still drink this half of porridge?"

Lu Yanjun looked at his grandmother and thought of Ye Fei, he could only eat half of the meal, and the rest of the half was free to dispose. He could eat it by himself.

Thinking of this, Lu Yanjun smiled, and then handed the half of the porridge to the woman, and said, "Don't eat it. If you want to eat it, give it to you, but you can wash the insulation box for me in a moment."

The woman hurriedly took half of the porridge, and thanked her, she didn't care about Niuhe at all, but went directly to the bed, and began to feed her husband a small spoonful.

Niu He: "........."

Nima, what is wrong with this society? Is it really the half of the porridge that made the old lady's condition better? No, no, I do n’t believe it, I do n’t believe I killed him, and the disease that the national experts ca n’t treat, is lost to half a bowl of porridge? By the way, how can you let the doctors of Huaxia have face?

This time, watching the woman in the ward feed his wife and son to eat porridge, he did not stop, this guy also muttered in his heart, he would like to see if this half of porridge works.

The condition of this woman's wife is not as serious as that of Grandma Lu Yanjun, at least he is not in a coma.

I took a bite of the porridge fed by my wife, and the old man couldn't help but praise: "My wife, you taste it too. This porridge is really delicious. It can be said that it is the best porridge I have ever tasted . "

As a result, his wife stared and said, "Is it better than what I cooked?"

Old man: "......... It tastes better than you cook it, hey, my wife, than don't go, I mean it, don't believe you try it."

The woman was also rude, took a spoonful and took a sip, but her eyes widened, and then she sat back to the bed and smiled and cursed, "You're not talking nonsense."

No way, when she tasted a bite of porridge, she didn't even want to admit that the porridge was better than her pot, because it was really superb and fragrant.

The white rice has a sticky, soft and sticky sensation in the mouth. In this sensation, there is a strong seafood aroma, and then there is a flavor of parsley, and finally the sweet flavor of wolfberry and jujube.

The combination of several flavors is simply an unparalleled breath.

Although the porridge was delicious, the woman just tasted it and fed the rest to her wife.

After eating the porridge, the old man felt a burning sensation in his stomach, and then this burning sensation centered on the stomach, and began to run towards all parts of his body, followed by his limbs.

It didn't take long before I saw sweat on the door of the old mind, and then the sweat stains on my face, neck, and all of a sudden.

Seeing the old man like this, the woman was a little worried and said, "Old man, how are you doing? How come you sweat so much?"

She had just finished asking, and saw that the old man supported the bed with his elbow under everyone's attention, and then ... he even sat up stunned.

All nurses: "..."

Two attending doctors: "........."

Niu He: "........."

Nima has exploded, this ... this is really true, it turns out that this porridge really has a therapeutic effect on the patient's condition ~ www.readwn.com ~ And this effect is too **** amazing?

All the eyes of nurses and doctors have fallen to the ground. As medical staff, they have seen too many strange things, but the impact of this incident on them is greater than before, and national experts have not The disease of the method, and finally half a bowl of porridge is dried, where the **** do you let the faces of doctors across the country go?

Seeing her wife sitting up, the woman was dumbfounded. She was shaking with excitement. She stretched out her hands and slowly supported her wife to sit up. Tears came out.

"It's amazing, it's really amazing, old man, how do you feel?"

The old man slightly moved his arm and said, "It's better than before, but the arm is still a little sour."

The woman didn't even know what to say, and suddenly turned around and bowed deeply to Lu Yanjun and Zhu Chaoyang, saying, "Thank you, thank you, thank you so much."

Lu Yanjun hurriedly waved his hand and said to him what you thanked us, this porridge is not ours, but Brother Ye, OK.

Zhu Chaoyang whispered to Lu Yanjun, and said, "Girl, when did you talk about such an amazing boyfriend? Don't you bring it home for everyone to see?"

Lu Yanjun: "........."

"Erh, I bumped into the trunk of another person again."

Zhu Chaoyang: "..... cough, girl, are you hungry?"

They both whispered, and a group of nurses and several doctors were completely speechless.

They looked at the old man sitting on the bed who had started to move his arms, and then everyone had the same picture in their minds, that is, a pot on a stove, a pot of porridge in it, and white smoke rumbling. ...

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