"How do you talk!" Zhou Liangliang was unhappy.

    "How can you talk?" Wu Mian smiled. The sunset shone, and his smile was very gentle.

    "..." Zhou Liangliang''s social experience was almost zero and he was choked by Wu Mian.

    "Zhou Liangliang, right?" Chu Zhixi said with a smile, holding Wu Mian''s arm. "We are doctors. We have just seen your grandfather''s medical record."

    "HMM." Zhou Liangliang answered reluctantly.

    Even Chu Zhixi''s appearance can''t save Wu Mian at once.

    "Now consider that your grandfather''s problem is with you. He''d better not drink coke," Chu Zhixi said directly.

    "Who are you, from which hospital?" speaking of the old man, Zhou Liangliang looked dark and said angrily.

    "Wu Mian, Xiehe."

    The name Xiehe still beats people. Although there are Caotai teams such as Xiehe andrology, Xiangya andrology and Huashan andrology all over the country, Xiehe is only one for those who know a little.

    But these two words together say that in bajingzi Township, Wu Mian is definitely more famous than Xiehe.

    That other family''s child was tired of listening to it from novel to age.

    "Really? You''re the Wu Mian? It''s smelly enough." Zhou Liangliang whispered, "I know coke decalcification. If you know what my grandfather''s disease is, you talk nonsense."

    "You want to make the old man happier before he leaves," Chu Zhixi said with a smile. "It''s right to think so, but you did wrong."

    "Don''t... Make trouble, I have to go home for dinner." Zhou Liangliang and Chu Zhixi talked politely. Obviously, he was impatient.

    "Today is Friday. Your grandfather was hospitalized last Sunday. Take him out for a walk on Monday." Wu Mian looked at Zhou Liangliang and said, "I don''t know what I ate that day, but I must have drunk coke."

    Zhou Liangliang didn''t speak.

    "It can''t be explained by western medicine, traditional Chinese Medicine... Forget it, if I don''t tell you more, patients with non Hodgkin''s lymphoma usually have dry mouth and bitter symptoms." Wu Mian said, "coke has a certain irritation, so most patients want to drink."

    "Don''t talk nonsense." Zhou Liangliang looked at Wu Mian contemptuously and said, "pretend to be a miracle doctor to cheat? My father is the president of the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine."

    "Your father is a urologist. There is no serious traditional Chinese medicine in our bajingzi traditional Chinese medicine hospital." Wu Mian''s tone is very mean and doesn''t hesitate to open a map gun.

    In fact, he''s telling the truth. But the truth is sometimes unpleasant, especially harsh.

    "I don''t have time to talk to you. I have to go home." although Zhou Liangliang said so, he turned a little slowly.

    "Does your grandpa always say hot now?" asked Wu Mian.

    "Uh... How do you know?"

    "That''s the late stage of cancer. The triple energizer is out of tune. I''m willing to eat popsicles and like to touch cool things." Wu Mian said faintly. "I can see from my complexion. I''m not sure if there''s no pulse."

    "Do you know traditional Chinese medicine? Is it a legendary doctor?" Zhou Liangliang despised.

    "Let''s not talk about traditional Chinese medicine. You are also a high school graduate. Think about what I said." Wu Mian said, "then check the acidification effect of coke on the body''s internal environment on the Internet, and then check the elimination delay effect of methotrexate."

    "In your father''s words at that time, you are also an intellectual. Although intellectuals are becoming worthless and worthless, there are some nonsense and people who don''t do personnel, can you be more responsible for your grandfather?"

    Zhou Liangliang looked at Wu Mian with disbelief.

    "If you don''t fool around, your grandfather''s renal function will recover soon. Even if the creatinine and urea nitrogen are slightly higher, it won''t affect the next course of chemotherapy. I guess there should be about 10 months, at least for the new year."

    "If you continue fooling around, you''ll already have the problem of out of tune triple energizer. You can guess what will happen next." Wu Mian said, "good words can''t save dying people. You can see what to do."

    The white jade like hand was raised and put in front of him. Wu Mian immediately stood up a finger.

    "If you do that again, your grandfather can live at most one month."

    With that, Wu Mian took Chu Zhixi''s hand and walked away.

    "Brother, do you think Zhou Liangliang can do what you say?" Chu Zhixi asked after getting on the bus.

    "The little boy is still rebellious. He doesn''t know what to do if he wants to be good to others. If I say it well, he probably can''t do it, but it''s good to hate him. Such a little boy is always self righteous and lacks social beating."

    "Hey, hey." Chu Zhixi smiled at Wu Mian''s self righteous appearance.

    When he got home downstairs, Wu Mian stopped and took out his mobile phone to make a call.

    "President Zhou?"

    "Well, Wu Mian," Wu Mian said carelessly, "I''ll recheck your father''s renal function in three days. If there''s no accident, it''s estimated that it can recover a lot, at least it won''t affect the chemotherapy."

    "Well, I guess."

    When the phone was silent, Wu Mian could even imagine that President Zhou was confused. He didn''t know what had happened and felt that he was flirting with him. He had begun to have an angry expression in his heart.

    "President Zhou." Wu Mian''s voice cooled down.

    "Don''t forget what Taoist Lin of laogua mountain called me."

    With that, Wu Mian hung up the phone without waiting for president Zhou to speak.

    "Hahaha, brother, you also have today." Chu Zhixi clapped the steering wheel and laughed wildly.

    "I can''t help it. This is bajingzi. No one knows me. Alas, the provincial capital is much better than our bajingzi." Wu Mian also had some helplessness. "They all say that you travel at night in royal clothes. Here, I am."

    Chu Zhixi thought for a moment, as if it were true.

    ……

    ……

    Director Zhou hung up on the other side without asking carefully. He took his cell phone and listened in a daze to the blind sound of "Dudu" from the receiver.

    "Who?" asked Dean Zhou''s lover.

    "Wu Mian."

    "Oh? What''s the matter with him?"

    "He said that my father''s condition improved in three days and he could undergo chemotherapy."

    "..." Dean Zhou''s lover was stunned.

    A few seconds later, she frowned and asked, "the boy of the old Wu family used to be very smart. Why is he so unreliable now?"

    Dean Zhou shook his head with an uncertain expression.

    "You can''t believe it," asked President Zhou''s lover.

    "Oh, don''t say yet. I really believe it," murmured President Zhou. "Do you know Taoist Lin of laogua mountain?"

    "That''s Lin Xianchang, what Taoist is not a Taoist!" President Zhou''s lover spat.

    "Good, good, fairy Lin," said the president of court Zhou uneasily, "fairy Lin calls Wu Mian little martial uncle."

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