Shizhu walked over and waved his hand in front of Mulian, who lowered her head slightly, interrupting her thoughts.
Mulian looked up, who is so annoying?
Shizhu smiled playfully, "Junior sister, why is your hair so wet?"
Mulian's face looked even worse. She was pressed against the wall by a group of people early in the morning and was soaked like a drowned rat. It was really frustrating. If it was a one-on-one fight, she would definitely kill these people who were outnumbered and bullying the weak.
Seeing that Mulian didn't say anything, Shizhu smiled slyly, looking like she was up to no good, "Junior sister, would you like to have a boyfriend?"
Mulian rolled her eyes at Shizhu. She was already so miserable, yet he still wanted to persuade her to have a boyfriend. There was something wrong with this guy's brain circuit. He shouldn't study medicine, he should go to a mental hospital and be a "professor".
There was a lot of chatter in the department. Everyone wanted to finish their work as soon as possible and leave work early. They were unwilling to move their butts no matter what.
"Junior sister, please do an electrocardiogram for me later. Bed 57, thank you."
Regardless of whether the other party agrees or not, he speaks quickly, waiting for the honest person who is being taken advantage of, or the person who is angry but too embarrassed to say it, to do him a favor and let him take advantage of it.
"Senior sister, the results for bed 13 are out, take a look."
"Bed 52 complains of stomach pain and hasn't had a bowel movement in four or five days."
"Give him lactulose."
"Bed 28 says he's itchy. What should I do?"
"OK, thanks."
"Tell his family to boil some coriander water, rub it on his body, and observe. If it doesn't work, ask the hospital to prescribe some medicine and rub it on him."
"Brother, my machine can't print. Can you help me print the medical instructions for bed 47? Thank you."
Dabing seized the opportunity and sat in front of the computer, eating buns while looking at the computer. It was everyone's consensus that he had to finish his work early before he could leave the night shift.
Shizhu smiled slyly and surrounded Mulian, "Junior sister, find a boyfriend. If you have a boyfriend, let him blow dry your hair. It's so comfortable."
It turns out that if you have a boyfriend, you can get your hair blow-dried for free.
Is that Mr. Tony? Can I get another free haircut?
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