Sleepless Doctor

"You? Also deliver food?" The takeaway boy asked Wu Mian in surprise.

"I was born and raised in this area. I went to school for a few years before returning." Wu Mian's eyes narrowed into crescent moons. "Everywhere is familiar. It takes only 20 minutes to go anywhere a motorcycle can go."

"But……"

"You teach me how to operate." Wu Mian said, "I have participated in MotoGP riding a motorcycle."

"What the hell?" The takeaway boy asked in confusion.

"Don't worry." Wu Mian said, "According to your symptoms, I think it is better to hurry up and go to the hospital. Although it is not too urgent, but the risk of riding an electric car to deliver meals in the case of abdominal pain is higher. "

"If you send it, or risk your life, in case a colic will go dark in front of your eyes, the electric car will slip and hurt yourself; if you wait for the pain to heal, it is estimated that these few meals will be in your hands, and you will be on your own for a day. I can't finish it."

Wu Mianyu persuaded earnestly.

"..." The takeaway brother was speechless, he knew what Wu Mian said was right.

"120, I'm..." Chu Zhixi communicated with 120 First Aid, explaining the home location.

"Okay, that's it." Wu Mian smiled when seeing that the takeaway brother had no idea, and said affirmatively.

If you encounter a stubborn master at this time, it will be even more headache.

There is no good way for the takeaway boy, he is very docile, he is also the kind of person who usually goes with the crowd, and he told Wu Mian about the operation in a ignorant way.

Wu Mian understood at a glance, but he still listened patiently to the takeaway boy's explanation.

"Give me the hat." Wu Mian said with a smile after listening, "I don't wear any clothes, but it must behave as if your company's employees are not."

"..." The takeaway brother silently took off his helmet and handed it to Wu Mian.

Taking the key, Wu Mian said, "Girl, don't go, wait at home. Tell 120 to send to Jianxie Hospital, I will call that side."

"You know, let Barak see him?" Chu Zhixi asked.

"Yeah." Wu Mian nodded.

Going downstairs and turning on the electric motorcycle, Wu Mian glanced at the food in the incubator behind. There are still 5 copies, and it is estimated that it will take about 30 minutes to deliver by myself.

It's good to apologize door-to-door, but luckily it's not too late. For the apology, Wu Mian did not resist. You can sing the song of which mountain you reach, just deliver food.

Wu Mian put on the helmet and stroked the two bunny ears on the helmet with both hands.

"Drive!" Wu Mian yelled out of the child's heart, and got into the car to deliver the meal.

Face value is justice. Although justice will not be absent, it is very likely to be late.

However, Wu Mian is the truth.

Truth and usefulness are there!

When Wu Mian, with a gentle smile on his face and a faintly gentle light on his body, appeared in front of every house, no one cared whether the food delivery was early or late today.

In the face of truth, these details are not important.

In particular, Wu Mian wore two big bunny ears, and the adorable image made the truth a little softer, which made people more happy.

It has entered winter, and the weather after snow is very cold, especially when the electric car is driving more than 30 miles, the cold wind is piercing through the bones.

Wu Mian, who is not fully equipped, hadn't been afraid of the cold, and couldn't reach out for a long time and couldn't drive.

Wu Mian rode an electric car to deliver the last meal, while pondering the condition of the takeaway brother.

Intermittent pain in the lower abdomen. After healed, he would be the same as a okay person, with the addition of "sheep dung egg", which is called abacus bead stool in medical terms. The diagnosis is already obvious.

There is no doubt about it-the diagnosis of chronic lead poisoning.

The treatment is simple, and the cause of the poisoning needs to be asked in detail.

He was sent to the Jianxie Hospital. If Barack couldn't ask what happened, tomorrow... No, kick him back to the Massachusetts General Hospital tonight.

In the cold wind, Wu Mian drove to the last community and went upstairs with a lunch box.

"Boom boom boom."

"Who!" a woman's voice came out.

"Hello, food delivery." Wu Mian said.

"Why is it so late? You know it's half an hour late." The nagging voice came out of the room before the door opened.

Wu Mian smiled and bent down slightly, ready to apologize as soon as he opened the door.

Although it was a terrific chargeback, Wu Mian didn't even care about this amount of money. But this is work, it’s the job of the takeaway guy, it’s good to be able to complete it perfectly.

The thermal insulation of the box is well done. The takeaway boy has taken care of it, and the food is still hot, so I don’t want to delay the ordering person to eat.

The door opened, and a familiar face appeared in front of him.

"Wu... Section Chief, you are..." Director Zhou of the Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine looked at Wu Mian in a daze.

Wu Mian also froze for a while.

This is not Dean Zhou’s house, he...woman...unfamiliar...

A series of keywords made Wu Mian quickly sketch out a scarlet story. Subconsciously, Wu Mian thought he had discovered something.

"Section Chief Wu? Is it you? Still looks alike?" Dean Zhou asked cautiously in surprise.

"Three!"

"It's me, Dean Zhou." Wu Mian felt a lot easier when he heard the sound of mahjong coming from the room.

"Why did you deliver the food?" Dean Zhou asked in surprise.

"I encountered a takeaway boy who fell ill and asked the 120 ambulance to take him to Jianxie Hospital. He didn't finish his work, so I'll help send him."

Dean Zhou stared at Wu Mian wearing a helmet, and when he spoke, the two big ears on it swayed slightly. They were so cute that they made people dumbfounded.

There is no way to look like an expert and professor, and it does not fit with Wu Mian's other identity-the little uncle of the Taoist Temple of Laoyashan.

"How about playing mahjong?" Wu Mian asked.

"Yeah." Dean Zhou nodded, then smiled a little embarrassedly, "A few old classmates come back, everyone will have fun."

"You are busy, I will go back now." Wu Mian handed over the lunch box.

"Chief Wu, do you want me to help?"

"No, people have already been sent to Jianxie Hospital." Wu Mian said with a smile, "Dean Zhou, then I will return."

After speaking, Wu Mian turned around and left, stopped suddenly, turned around and smiled, "Don't forget to give praise."

The bunny ears are shaking~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Dean Zhou really doesn't know how to comment on this... Wayward Section Chief Wu.

He watched Wu Mian go downstairs and heard a "boom" from the unit door, and then he shuddered and hurried back to the house.

"Lao Zhou, taking a takeaway for so long? Why didn't you train him when you came so late. Really, you don't have a sense of service at all, it's so cold, how can you eat it late?" one person said.

"Don't be nonsense, it's a takeaway delivered by Chief Wu."

"What?"

Dean Zhou sat back at the mahjong table, hesitated, and smiled bitterly about his work experience with Wu Mian in just a few months.

From wearing sunglasses, khaki windbreaker, black lambskin gloves, to making a phone call, my old man’s kidney failure is so good that he can withstand chemotherapy, to a yellow helmet, two cute bunny ears...

Wu Mian's image is getting blurred, and Dean Zhou doesn't know how to describe it.