The attending doctor was speechless after being rebuked by a little girl, and his face looked very ugly for a moment.

After a long while, she spoke with a sullen face, "Your life is your own. We doctors are only fulfilling our duty to inform you. As for whether you believe it or not, it is your own business and what choice you make. We doctors have no right to interfere."

After the attending physician finished speaking, he led everyone away.

At this moment, hurried footsteps were heard coming from the corner of the corridor.

Perhaps the footsteps were too hurried, and everyone subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound.

Wang Chungen appeared in everyone's sight with two gray-haired old men.

"Doctor Hua..." Su Hongying exclaimed in surprise.

Seeing Shen Zhihuan lying on the medical transport cart, Dr. Hua, who was wearing a gray-blue coat, immediately pulled the old man beside him and started jogging.

Upon seeing who was coming, the attending doctor's face changed drastically.

When her eyes met the old man who was being dragged by Dr. Hua, she looked inexplicably frightened and her body trembled.

Especially when she noticed the old man's sharp eyes falling on her white coat, she was so scared that her legs went weak.

"Uncle Hua..."

"Uncle Hua..."

Su Changjiang and Zhang Fengxia seemed to have seen a savior.

Doctor Hua nodded slightly and pulled the old man in the white shirt in front of Shen Zhihuan.

"Brother, please take a good look at this girl."

"What a promising future!" The old man in the white shirt gave Dr. Hua a sidelong glance.

He is buried up to his neck in the dirt but is still startled all the time.

The old man in the white shirt put his hand on Shen Zhihuan's pulse. After taking the pulse carefully, he walked around to the other side of the medical transport cart and put his hand on Shen Zhihuan's other hand.

After a while, he came back again.

The veins on Shen Zhihuan's forehead twitched uncontrollably.

As expected, they are from the same school and their pulse-taking techniques are exactly the same.

"Senior Brother..." Seeing that the old man in the white shirt kept his hand on Shen Zhihuan's pulse without saying anything, Doctor Hua called out softly.

"Why are you so panicking?" The old man in the white shirt glared at Dr. Hua and withdrew his hand.

"How is it?" Doctor Hua completely ignored the cold eyes of the old man in the white shirt.

"Little girl, who else have you asked to help you take care of your body besides this old guy?" The old man in the white shirt ignored Doctor Hua and just looked at Shen Zhihuan with a smile, his voice sounding a bit like coaxing a child.

"A white-haired old man." Shen Zhihuan pretended to think about it.

It seems that her body has changed a lot.

Otherwise, Dr. Hua and the old man wouldn't have thought her pulse was strange.

"The old man with white hair..." The old man in the white shirt frowned and murmured.

"Do you know his last name?" Dr. Hua asked.

Shen Zhihuan shook his head.

"Where did you meet him? What features of his body do you remember? How old did he look? How tall? Fat or thin?"

The old man in the white shirt bombarded Shen Zhihuan with a series of questions, leaving him speechless.

She finally understood what it meant to tell a lie and then have to use countless lies to cover it up.

"I met him in Chuancheng. I don't know how old he was, but his hair was almost completely white, so he must be quite old."

Shen Zhihuan picked up two less sharp questions and answered them.

As for height, weight, and size...

She didn't want to make it up anymore.

If they ask her again later, her words will be incoherent and she will be incriminating herself.

"Where did you meet him in Sichuan City?" The old man in the white shirt still didn't give up.

"At the station, I was dizzy and nearly fainted. The white-haired old man stuffed a pill into my mouth, and I slowly recovered. I wanted to find out his name and address so that I could thank him someday, but as soon as I stood up, he disappeared." Shen Zhihuan made up a little story.

Although she is just an amateur writer, she can make up a story with ease.

"Doctor, is there something wrong with the pills that the white-haired old man stuffed into my mouth?" Shen Zhihuan pretended to be puzzled.

"This is all your luck!" the old man in the white shirt sighed without thinking.

Shen Zhihuan laughed.

It was her good fortune to be able to live another life.

But judging from the tone of the old man in the white shirt, there should be nothing wrong with her body.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

"Doctor, is the baby in my belly okay?" Shen Zhihuan turned the question back.

What she cares most about is the little bean sprout in her belly.

"The little guy is very healthy. But you, your body was too depleted when you were a child. Even though you have made up for it now, you still have to pay more attention, especially to your diet. You can't be careless and have to take good care of yourself, otherwise your body that has just been made up will easily be depleted again." The old man in the white shirt warned.

Hearing that the bean sprouts were healthy, Shen Zhihuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Blood is a very strange thing. The little bean sprout may still be a lump of flesh and blood without hands and feet in her belly, but it can make her body and heart be tied to him.

"Doctor, do you know that doctor?" Su Ziyu pointed at the attending doctor who lowered his head and dared not look at anyone.

"Doctor, a jerk who was fired from the hospital is qualified to be called a doctor?" The old man in the white shirt snorted coldly.

The attending physician's face turned pale instantly.

"Fired? Didn't they say she was transferred from a big hospital?"

"The director also wants us to learn from her? What should we learn from her? How to be a badass?"

"On weekdays, she was so arrogant that I thought she was so great. But after all, it turns out that she is just a scumbag who was fired from a big hospital."

Su Ziyu's fist suddenly hardened.

The cold and stern gaze was cast fiercely on the man in a vest and shorts.

The man shuddered with fear and hurriedly explained: "Brother, I am just a logistics manager. I really didn't know she was a gangster."

You know, she is a scoundrel. Even if he had two guts, he wouldn't dare to let her come to treat his young wife! Thinking of what she had said to Su Ziyu before, the man's neck felt a little cold.

"Doctor, may I ask what my wife should pay attention to in her diet?" Su Ziyu withdrew his gaze coldly, turned his head to look at the old man in the white shirt, and forced a smile on his face.

The man was stunned.

He always thought that Su Ziyu was a person with expressionless face and had no nerve to laugh at all.

I never thought this guy could actually play...

Change face!

When Shen Zhihuan heard her captain Su ask this question, she felt a headache.

The old man in the white shirt was slightly surprised to see that Su Ziyu, a grown man, took the initiative to care about his wife's diet, and said seriously: "Lean meat, chicken, fish, eggs, tofu..."

The person who was speaking was counting on his fingers seriously. Su Ziyu hurriedly took out a small notebook from his pocket and wrote down everything quickly, fearing that he might miss something.

Zhang Fengxia, Su Changjiang, the two old men, as well as Xiao Wu and Xiao Zhou also pricked up their ears and listened carefully.

After talking for a while, the old man in the white shirt ended with [Fruits and various nuts are also indispensable].

(End of this chapter)