I have a promise with the beauty

The little nurse was helpless. She was very happy when she learned that she had been assigned to the intensive care unit at work today. It seemed that she was about to become a full-time employee. Soon she learned from other nurses that the patient was a gangster on the beach. He was sent here by the police last night.

Even the attending doctor was beaten.

The little nurse's heart was beating wildly and her whole body was shaking. She looked at Yang Qingshan worriedly.

Yang Qingshan didn't know that the little nurse was frightened. He pointed to the thermos bottle and said: "This is the medicinal soup I made. The drugstore owner said that this is an old prescription and a magical prescription. Eating it will be good for glasses."

Yang Qingshan pointed to the glasses on the hospital bed and said: "There are too many tubes in the glasses, and there is a breathing mask. I don't know how to do it. You are a nurse, please help me."

"Ah? That's it." The little nurse breathed a sigh of relief and became more courageous. But when she raised her head, Yang Qingshan suddenly approached her, almost nose to nose, and looked at her with a pair of anxious eyes.

"What, what are you doing?"

"must be careful."

"Xiao, what are you careful about?"

"The damage caused by the glasses is not serious, so be careful when handling them."

"Don't worry, I'm a nurse, handling things with care is my specialty."

"That's good, let's begin." Yang Qingshan said with satisfaction, took a step back and began to take off his clothes.

"Open, what to start?"

"Here's the soup. It's not good for the medicinal soup to be cold."

"Then, why are you taking off your clothes?" the little nurse said with a red face, lowering her head and looking at the ground.

"It's hot. I had to adjust my glasses just now. It's more tiring than fighting."

Yang Qingshan smiled and said, seeing the scared look on the little nurse's face, he also felt that it was not good to take off his clothes like this. He may have been misunderstood, so he deliberately disliked the air conditioner in the intensive care unit as a decoration, put on his clothes again, and sat awkwardly worried.

looked at the little nurse.

Xiaoliu looked at Yang Qingshan and then at the little nurse. For a long time, the little nurse didn't dare to move. She suddenly became very depressed and said to Yang Qingshan: "Brother, don't look at the little nurse with such lustful eyes.

The nurse is afraid."

"Oh, I won't read it." Yang Qingshan turned to Xiaoliu.

Xiaoliu was so frightened when Yang Qingshan saw him that he left the ward on an excuse, wondering what the elder brother's eyes meant. Could it be...

The little nurse saw that Yang Qingshan was no longer looking at her. It seemed that nothing would happen. She thought that she had misunderstood. It should be that this gangster cared too much about her brother. So the little nurse cautiously took the thermos cup and smelled it.

, it was indeed a medicinal soup, and he secretly thought that he must have mistakenly blamed Yang Qingshan.

Yang Qingshan suddenly remembered that the little nurse had said that she was a trainee nurse before, and couldn't help but worry about her professional level. He was afraid that his glasses would be poisoned by the little nurse, so he couldn't help but turned to look at the little nurse again, his eyes suddenly widened.

The little nurse was bending over to deal with the intubation and other things on the glasses. Under the white nurse skirt was a pair of straight thighs in white stockings. The round buttocks were facing Yang Qingshan. As the little nurse was handling the glasses, the round buttocks

He also twisted a little, and the hem of the skirt turned up to reveal a little bit of spring light inside. Yang Qingshan swallowed his saliva.

After handling the glasses, the little nurse took the thermos bottle and said: "You don't have to stand up to feed the soup, you can lie down, as long as it can be put into the mouth. By the way, what is the formula of this medicinal soup? It smells like blood."

The little nurse was worried that there was something wrong with the medicinal soup, so she turned around to ask Yang Qingshan. She happened to see a pair of Yang Qingshan's eyes looking straight at her, and was immediately startled.

Because he had been worried about glasses, Yang Qingshan could see the face of the little nurse clearly at this time. The nurse's hat covered her hair with bangs. It was a young and innocent little face, and a pair of big clear eyes that seemed to be able to speak, "Six tastes"

Huoxue Decoction, a lost magical formula, has the effect of activating blood circulation and regulating menstruation." Yang Qingshan said naturally, covering up his gaffe with a smile.

"It's a lost magic recipe, it's weird." The little nurse dodged Yang Qingshan's smile and whispered, "I'd better ask the doctor."

"Does the attending doctor understand Chinese medicine?" Yang Qingshan asked.

"It seems he doesn't understand. He studied Western medicine." The little nurse said, lowering her head and not daring to give medicine to the patient randomly. She remembered that there was a Chinese medicine doctor on duty at night and said, "I'll ask Dr. Zhang."

"Hurry up then, the medicinal soup won't be good if it gets cold."

Xiaoliu walked in and asked furtively: "It's fast enough."

"Go aside, she is a little nurse, and she and I are innocent." Yang Qingshan said angrily.

"Hey, this little nurse must have never been in love." Xiao Liu said afterward: "That little nurse is so innocent, and the scared look makes people feel distressed."

"Then you go chase her." Yang Qingshan smiled.

"Innocent is pure, but it's not my cup of tea. I like people with hot bodies, little brother, so I'll leave the little nurse to my eldest brother." Xiao Liu drooled.

Yang Qingshan laughed and said: "You fall out of love as many times in one year as I did in ten years, and you still have a hot figure. The little money you make has been given to those women."

Xiaoliu blushed and stopped talking. He was about to smoke in embarrassment, but was stopped by a doctor who walked into the ward.

"This is Doctor Zhang." The nurse whispered from behind.

Dr. Zhang was forty years old and had an amiable look on his face. He was not afraid of Yang Qingshan and Xiaoliu, who were dressed in beach clothes. He said with a smile: "I heard from Xiaoni that you have to give the patient some medicinal soup."

"Yes, this is the prescription my old man gave me. The drugstore owners say it is an old prescription and a magical prescription." Yang Qingshan emphasized that it was approved by the drugstore owner.

"Can you take a look at it?" Dr. Zhang said.

"Okay." Yang Qingshan took out a small book, turned to the page about Liuwei Huoxue Decoction and showed it to Dr. Zhang.

Doctor Zhang took a look, and like Mr. Hua, his eyes lit up: "It is indeed an old prescription."

"Doctor Zhang is a professional, do you think this is drinkable?" Yang Qingshan asked happily.

"I can drink it, but can I have a copy of this prescription?" Dr. Zhang said.

"Okay, this is the only one." Yang Qingshan said generously, and asked Xiao Liu to copy a copy and give it to Dr. Zhang.

"Xiao Ni, record the patient's reaction after taking the medicine." Dr. Zhang said.

"Now I'm at ease, let's feed the soup." Yang Qingshan smiled and sat aside and looked at the little nurse.

"Can you stop looking at me all the time?" the little nurse said with a blushing face and aggrieved.

"How can this be done? You are a trainee nurse and I want to watch." Yang Qingshan said confidently.

The little nurse was immediately angry. She is the first in her profession. You, the family members of patients, are always worried, but what can the little nurse say? With a grimace, she fed her glasses bit by bit.

In the narration, Yang Qingshan watched the little nurse feeding the soup very gently. She was indeed much more professional than an older man like himself, and soon the medicinal soup from the thermos bottle was fed to the glasses.

"Okay, don't look at it anymore." The little nurse said sadly, took the insulating leather and washed it, then stood beside the hospital bed holding the medical record and observing the condition of the glasses.

Dr. Zhang laughed and said nothing, focusing on the reaction of his glasses.

Yang Qingshan and Xiao Liu also walked over nervously, staring at their glasses carefully.

The face under the glasses was pale, and as he breathed up and down, his face began to turn rosy.

"This is amazing." Dr. Zhang said excitedly: "After taking the decoction, the reaction is so fast, and the reaction is benign."

"Is a benign reaction a good reaction?" Xiao Liu asked confusedly.

"It's a good reaction. I'm going to call his attending doctor from home for a careful examination," Dr. Zhang said.

Yang Qingshan did not expect that Dr. Zhang was the vice-president. He called the attending doctor from his bed at home with just a phone call. He still had a bandage on his head. He and Dr. Zhang fearfully performed a detailed examination of the glasses. The results were shocking.

People are satisfied.

"There wasn't much blood congestion in the brain to begin with. It has completely melted away. The risk of tomorrow's craniotomy has been reduced a lot. Okay, that's great." Dr. Zhang is still saying excitedly.

"What about the brain nerves?" Yang Qingshan asked with concern.

The attending doctor said: "The cranial nerves cannot be detected temporarily, but judging from the patient's reaction, it should be effective. This requires more detailed examinations, but it is too late today and some equipment cannot be used."

"Little brother, come back tomorrow." Dr. Zhang said.

"Okay, let's come back tomorrow."

ps: rolling all over the floor, asking for collection, asking for flowers