Sleepless Doctor

　　 It was close to get off work soon, and the two elder sisters of the staff were quite active, and they were unwilling to stay in the medical department for more than one minute.

　　 Wu Mian walked out of the medical department slowly, holding a shabby little bag with the original color in his hand.

　　 "Brother, Wei Dabao looks tired."

　　 "Well, it's a bit tossing." Wu Mian replied indifferently.

　　 "It looks so pitiful."

　　 "Really, I didn't see it."

　　 Wu Mian contacted Wei Dabao. The guy had just returned from the provincial capital and was sleeping at home. He didn't know what he had been doing for such a long time.

　　 After receiving a call from Wu Mian, Wei Dabao got up and went to the hospital to touch a sterile bag without saying a word.

　　 All the way to the downstairs of Zhao Zhe's house, the community seems to be clean. There are children in the yard in front of the building laughing and playing, and there are elderly people playing mahjong downstairs.

　　 From time to time, there are people who come home from get off work carrying vegetables. They are not in a hurry, which is completely different from the flow of people off work during the rush hour of the imperial capital.

　　 The unit door is open, and it looks like the lock is broken. The two went straight upstairs and came to the door, Wu Mian knocked on the door.

　　 "Who."

"it's me."

　　 "Wait a minute." Zhao Zhe's voice came out, and then the sound of footsteps approached.

　　 The door opened, and Zhao Zhe smiled, "Wu Mian, it's off work."

　　 "Hmm." Wu Mian took a look inside first, and then walked in first.

　　 Zhao Zhe seemed to be hesitant to speak, but before he could say it, something suddenly appeared in his hand.

　　 "Hold it for me." Wu Mian was also polite, and said while changing shoes, "Where do I wash my hands?"

　　 When Wu Mian said this, Zhao Zhe was taken aback, and then the nervous expression on his face eased, "This side, this side."

　　 Wu Mian took off his black lambskin gloves and began to wash his hands.

　　 Wash your hands as seriously as before the operation, except that there is no brush, everything is standard. The six-step handwashing method is meticulous.

　　 After washing her hands, Chu Zhixi has cleverly taken the sterile bag and handed over the sterile towel that was used to wipe her hands.

　　 Wu Mian wiped her hands clean, and then waited for Chu Zhixi to wash her hands.

　　 Although the hands are "contaminated" again, this is home, not an operating room, and it's not going to be on stage.

　　 "Wu Mian, how did you know?" Zhao Zhe lowered his voice and asked.

　　 "Guess it."

　　 Zhao Zhe stretched out his right hand, gave a thumbs up, and gestured.

　　 Chu Zhixi's eyes were shining, as if thinking about something.

　　 "Sister Lu, what is delicious?" Chu Zhixi wiped her hands, then walked to the kitchen and asked as she walked.

　　 "Wait..." Zhao Zhe showed embarrassment and quickly stopped Chu Zhixi.

"what?"

　　 "Xiao Xi, that side is a polluted area..."

　　 This time even Wu Mian was stunned. Kitchen, contaminated area? What the **** is this! If there are contaminated areas, are there clean and sterile areas?

　　 "Huh?" Chu Zhixi glanced inside, Dalu was greeting her with her apron.

　　 "Sister Lu, what kind of food?" Chu Zhixi said hello while observing.

　　 See Chen Lu wearing neat home clothes, a blue apron, slippers, blue headgear on her head and shoe covers on her feet. It doesn't count, she even wore a surgical mask.

　　 "..." Chu Zhixi was taken aback, fully armed to cook at home? Is this cooking or surgery? !

　　 "You go to the meeting and you don't need to help." Chen Lu said, "The four dishes are ready for three, and you will be able to eat them soon."

　　 "Xiao Xi, come here." Wu Mian called.

　　 Chu Zhixi was puzzled, she forgot to say hello, and turned back to Wu Mian.

　　 "Brother, what's the matter?" Chu Zhixi asked in a low voice.

　　 Zhao Zhe said a little apologetically, "This is how my house is exposed, obsessive-compulsive disorder."

　　 "It's not obsessive-compulsive disorder, work needs, and it's good to form a habit." Wu Mian nodded and said.

"Well, you must pay attention to the concept of sterility when you enter the operating room. This is very important." Chu Zhixi said with a smile, "I had an operation to put the excised tumor in the pathological basin and accidentally touched the sterile area. , This guy is despised by the equipment nurse."

　　 "Be careful, there is nothing wrong." Wu Mian said.

　　 When Zhao Zhe saw the two say this, the embarrassment before disappeared.

　　 The three of them sat down. Even though Chu Zhixi was willing to help Chen Lu a little bit, because she didn't know the rules, she directly adopted the practice of an intern, hiding aside as an invisible person.

　　Many interns will make mistakes, and instead of helping, they waste more time and energy.

　　 Soon, Chen Lu called out, and Zhao Zhe stood at the door of the kitchen as a waiter delivering food.

　　 The most standard back chef should not be as strict as Chen Lu's, Chu Zhixi thought to herself.

　　 "Brother, your guess is accurate."

　　 "Which time did I fail to guess correctly?" Wu Mian didn't think Chu Zhixi was complimenting herself, but asked rhetorically.

　　 "Hey, I know you are the best." Chu Zhixi smiled.

　　 "After eating, you two don't sit there and talk." Chen Lu began to change clothes, replaced the "equipment" used in the kitchen, washed her hands refreshingly, and went out to eat.

　　 "Wu Mian, we really didn't expect you and Xiaoxi to come back." Zhao Zhe said, "Can you drink?"

　　 "Never mind drinking."

　　 "Then I'm not polite to you, they are all old classmates." Zhao Zhe opened two bottles of beer, he and Chen Lu each had one.

　　While busy talking, Zhao Zhe asked, "I was so embarrassed to ask last time, weren't you good in the United States? Why did you come back suddenly?"

　　 "Nothing is good, the concept is different."

　　 "Huh? I think high-tech talents are like fish in the United States..." Zhao Zhe said ~www.wuxiaspot.com~Chen Lu elbows him.

"It's okay, our medical professionals are different from high-tech talents." Wu Mian said indifferently with a panoramic view of everything. "There are many large hospitals and laboratories on the side of the U.S. Emperor. To be honest, the truth is that it must be high-tech. People."

"Uh……"

　　 "When I was in contact with medicine when I was a child, I printed the treatment and saving lives in my mind. That aspect should be ignored. Not to mention that there is no money, just a free medical queue can't stand it."

　　 "It shouldn't be."

"That side... the basic level, so many are easier to understand. The level of diagnosis and treatment in the basic level hospitals is really very average. For example, Wu Yanzu had an appendicitis in the United States a few years ago, but he didn't get it. The doctor said so shamelessly. A second-stage operation is going to be done."

　　 "I read the news, it should be a perforated appendix."

　　 "Da Lu, you just said that our hospital of traditional Chinese medicine can do appendix perforation?"

　　 "Sure, this is our reserved item."

"Yes, it is an exaggeration to say that the U.S. emperor can't handle appendicitis. There are so many big hands on surgery!" Wu Mian said, "but the big hands on that side do several operations a week. Diligent, I have to go out and throw knives on weekends to benefit the people."

　　 "Hahaha, they are to make money, OK?"

　　 "Objectively improving the national medical standards, this does not..."

　　 [I still didn’t have that boy...]

　　 While talking, Wu Mian's cell phone rang.

　　 He glanced at it and his expression immediately became serious.

　　 "The section chief."

　　 "Oh? Something really happened." Wu Mian said slowly.

　　 On the phone side, Section Chief Duan’s irritability has been sprayed out of the microphone.