She is sick!!!
Shi Zhu: "Junior sister, why are you so quiet? It's not like you."
There was a dressing cart in front of Mulian. She instinctively threw dressing bags and gauze onto the cart. She was listless and preoccupied. She sighed without any passion. "Oh, I want to get off work. Every day I do the same work that a nurse would do. I really don't know what I'm doing here."
Shizhu walked around Mulian, took a dressing bag and threw it on Mulian's car, and said shamelessly, "Junior sister, please help one of my patients change it as well."
Is this just a matter of convenience? Why didn't he help her change it while he was there?
Mulian snorted in dissatisfaction, walked forward in two or three steps, and threw Shizhu's dressing bag to her.
Shizhu caught it, laughed heartily, and leaned against Mulian, pretending to be innocent and pitiful. "Junior sister, you hurt me. I can't change the medicine, so you have to go."
Mulian was serious and in a bad mood. "Brother, do your own thing. Even the kindergarten understands this principle. Why don't you understand it?"
After Mulian finished speaking, she turned around with a troubled look on her face. She wanted a large gauze that was placed on the top cabinet, but she was not tall enough to reach it, and she didn't want to move a stool and take off her shoes to get it.
Mulian jumped up without giving up, trying to hook the gauze above. After jumping repeatedly, she just touched it but couldn't hook it.
The cabinet is so high, how did the nurse put it there? How does she take it down normally?
Shizhu stood by with a slap on his face, watching the dwarf Mulian jump high, and said, "Beg me, beg me and I will help you."
Mulian stood there, looking at Shizhu quietly. She spoke naturally when she heard the question, "Please, take it quickly."
Shizhu looked bored and fulfilled his promise. He walked towards Mulian and said in a very annoying way, "Junior sister, you make me feel unfulfilled."
Mulian blinked her eyes. Her mood was already bad, and now it got even worse. "You're really weird. You asked me to say it, but now you despise me. You're two-faced and hypocritical."
Mulian's next words were shocking. She turned her head and looked intently at Shizhu, who was an arm's length away from her. "A bitch is a hypocrite."
Shizhu reached out and flicked a coin on Mulian's forehead. He put one hand on Mulian's shoulder as she covered her forehead, and reached out with the other hand to help Mulian get the large gauze.
Neither of them noticed that an unexpected guest had come behind them.
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