The doctor put Mo Nan on the hospital bed, touched his nose first, and immediately felt relieved.
"There is still gas! The breath is weak!"
The second doctor immediately probed the main artery again, and then immediately prepared offerings, checked whether there was anything choked into the mouth and nose, and whether there was any injury around the body...
"Old Liang, don't worry, he's fine, he's still alive!" The doctor checked and quickly told Uncle Liang at the door.
Uncle Liang trembled violently, his whole body trembled, wept with joy, and shouted hoarsely: "Ah! It's okay, that's great! It's fine, why are you still awake?"
"Don't worry, we are still doing further examinations, and we will have an answer soon!" The two doctors were also benevolent, and they checked every part carefully and seriously.
"It's fine, it's fine." Uncle Liang murmured, repeating, all the strength in his body suddenly disappeared, and he fell limp to the ground.
"Hey, Lao Liang, Lao Liang, what's wrong with you? Come on, Lao Liang has fainted!"
The two doctors carried Uncle Liang to another bed at once, checked him once more, and took a deep breath.
"He fainted from exhaustion, and his blood sugar has been low, let's get an infusion!"
Mo Nan gradually expelled the cold breath from the dragon's embryo, and this process took him a lot of time.
He could hear everything that happened outside, and when he opened his eyes, it was already past five o'clock the next day.
He was still lying on the hospital bed in the outpatient clinic.
"Harmful dragon embryo!"
Mo Nan sighed secretly, looked sideways, and found that Uncle Liang was also on the second hospital bed, next to him was a petite figure, she was wearing a bar attendant's apron, it was Liang Zikui.
Looking at this scene, Mo Nan was inexplicably moved. He immediately thought of his grandfather and sister at home. They often accompanied him like this in the past.
The doctor who stayed up late happened to find that he was awake, so he quietly came over to ask how he was doing.
"It appears that the young man is recovering well."
Mo Nan smiled, even if no one rescued him, he could recover smoothly, so he couldn't help asking softly, "How is Uncle Liang?"
"As usual, low blood pressure and overwork! Just let him rest for a few days and stop working so hard. Don't worry." The doctor patted Mo Nan on the shoulder and exerted some force on his hand to encourage Mo Nan.
Mo Nan nodded secretly, it seems that he will go back to refine some elixir tonight, and directly help Uncle Liang solve these problems on his body.
He went to the bathroom and came out, only to find that Liang Zikui had also woken up.
This cute little girl, her big eyes are swollen from crying, and she is still depressed.
"Thank you grandpa for saving me."
Liang Zikui was still sad, and said in a low voice: "You are all fine, that's good. By the way, I have paid for the medicine, so you don't have to worry. You can go to school after breakfast. I will stay and take care of grandpa."
"Did you run over last night? Are you okay at the bar?" Mo Nan's mobile phone, card, etc. are all still by the lake. He definitely needs to repay them, but he didn't say it.
"I can't control that much anymore, I'll explain to the manager when I go back tonight." Liang Zikui frowned when she thought of the part-time job in the bar.
The doctor came over and said, "You all go to school! We can take care of him. It's just an infusion. There's nothing wrong with it. You don't need someone to take care of you. Go to school!"
In the end, the two listened to the doctor's advice. They went home first, and then went to school together.
...
Along the way, Liang Zikui's mood finally improved, and she looked at Mo Nan beside her with a blushing face from time to time.
The morning sun fell from the tree, shining on the smile at the corner of her mouth, which looked very fresh and pleasant.
"What are you looking at?" Mo Nan suddenly turned to look at her.
"Ah, it's nothing. Me, I'll look at your hair and see how it's dyed. It's pretty good." Liang Zikui patted her slightly protruding chest like a guilty conscience, and vomited again when Mo Nan didn't notice it. Cute little tongue.
When they arrived at the school gate, Director Wang was still standing there with a big belly.
Whether intentionally or not, Director Wang has been staring at each student's hair.
"This nasty guy keeps making my grandfather work overtime, hmph." Liang Zikui glared at Director Wang from afar, but had no choice but to walk up to him.
"Director Wang, my grandfather was sick last night. I'll take a sick day for him!" Liang Zikui said reluctantly. If it wasn't for the sake of her grandfather's health, she would never want to talk to this hateful Director Wang for the rest of her life.
"What? Ask for leave? No, no! He has to come to work. If he doesn't come, who will guard the door?" Director Wang was surprised, and immediately refused.
Liang Zikui said anxiously: "My grandfather hasn't had a day off for almost two months. He is sick today, and he is still in the Sunshine Clinic. If you don't believe me, go and see. So many guards are not my grandfather alone. I am Didn't I just tell you now, didn't I call you last night?"
"Little kid, how do I know if you lied to me? Okay, okay, I'm too lazy to tell you, go in!" Director Wang waved his hand impatiently, and drove Liang Zikui in.
Mo Nan frowned, and suddenly said in a deep voice, "Uncle Liang's sick leave, are you going to approve it or not?"
Director Wang glanced at Mo Nan's hair, and found that there was nothing wrong with it, so he snorted, "I'll call him to confirm, why do you care so much?"
"Are you approving or not?" Mo Nan looked directly into his eyes, as if a sharp breath flashed in his eyes, and asked again.
"Are you finished? If he is really sick, we will approve it with the medical record. Good, good, approved." Director Wang suddenly felt a little nervous in his heart, and immediately compromised.
Mo Nan nodded and went in.
Director Wang watched Mo Nan leave, but secretly cursed in his heart.
He hesitated for a while and felt that something was wrong, so he called a guard over: "Little nephew, do you know the Sunshine Clinic above? Go and see if Lao Liang is really sick? If he is not dead, drag him back for me." .”
"Okay, Uncle." The guard threw away his cigarette butt, pulled his crooked clothes and went.
Just after the first period of class, the frail figure of Uncle Liang appeared in the guard room.
"Aren't you dead yet? You give me a good job. If you were seriously ill, you would have gone to a big hospital long ago. Would you still go to the outpatient clinic? If you want to lie to me, you don't want a better way. Let me tell you, what are you doing today? Sooner or later, your salary will be deducted." Director Wang became angry when he saw Uncle Liang, and this old guy dared to pretend to be sick.
"Director, I'm really sick. Look, I've brought the medical record and the doctor's certificate." Uncle Liang said hoarsely.
"Our school is a formal school. Where do you think it is? The certificate of illness is a certificate from a big hospital. I don't count you as an outpatient! I don't mean you. You go to the back door to guard! Old Liang, are you The old guard is gone, you must obey the arrangement! Don't you want to retire?" Director Wang simply transferred Uncle Liang to the back door, out of sight and out of sight.
Uncle Liang is helpless, he doesn't want to lose his job before retirement, put away the medical records and go to the back door to be on duty.
After school, Mo Nan went straight back to see Uncle Liang.
Finding that Uncle Liang was already cooking at home, and seeing that he was not in a good mood, and there were no other major problems, Mo Nan was relieved a lot.
Another meal at Uncle Liang's house.
Just halfway through the meal, Liang Zikui hurriedly said: "Eat first, I just hurriedly said hello last night and left the bar. I have to go early tonight. I'm leaving."
"Wait, I'll go there with you." Mo Nan thought about it, and went with her to have a look.
Liang Zikui was stunned for a moment, bit her lip, and said, "No need, I'm used to it by myself, I'm familiar with that Qiqi Bar, don't worry about me, let's go, late arrivals will result in deductions of money. "
After speaking, Liang Zikui ran away bouncing around.
Uncle Liang also said: "Don't worry, Sister Lan at the bar is very nice, she's fine."
Mo Nan knew that it was not easy for this little girl, but if they gave money directly, it would probably hurt their self-esteem.
He simply called Mr. Xiong directly. It should be the easiest for Mr. Xiong to check the things in these bars.
"Uncle Liang, you should rest early. I'll go out for a while." After Mo Nan finished speaking, he walked directly to Qiqi Bar.
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