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Chapter 3 Going to the hospital

At 7:45, the car slowly drove out of the underground parking lot, and the street was outside. Due to the cold weather, there were few pedestrians and cars on the road.

With my skillful driving skills, I drove the car and quickly merged into the intermittent traffic. The cars following behind did not ring the horns of the Road Nu Clan, and I breathed a sigh of relief in secret.

Of course, during this period, I still have to pay attention to the electric car that rushed out of the thorn and the delivery guy who was chasing time. The small place is like this, and the ground is very loose. As long as there is no accident, it is just difficult for us motor vehicle drivers.

These electric bike riders are always able to come and go freely in the rolling traffic forward, overtaking like a dragon and snake. Don’t mention the car. The sudden emergency braking operation can often make the novice who have just started the road full of souls and be at a loss.

Fortunately, I was lucky today. I didn’t encounter any accidents. I didn’t even wait for traffic lights. I successfully arrived at the Chinese Medicine Hospital in the LC area. In order to keep up with the trend of the times, the inpatient building was doing exterior wall decoration, steel scaffolding, and nylon protective net. The two joined forces to decorate this kind of building into a huge bunker.

I often come here. If I have a familiar face, I can turn the green light all the way, which will eliminate a lot of waiting time. Unlike the First People's Hospital, where people are crowded, there will be long queues just for registration.

Of course, I can take out my ID and go to the green channel, but with developed information, video and photography phones everywhere, so why show off? Sometimes, I am also afraid and warned myself not to use the privileges given by my profession without authorization.

I knew that I would definitely be late for work when I went to the hospital, so I called the "boss" first and explained the reason briefly. It is worthy of being an old fox who has been struggling at the grassroots level and has cultivated his nose hair into white. As soon as I said a few words, he smelled it.

"Neighbor...woman...is injured? Well...I understand, I understand. Remember to take a photo. A good person and good deed can add points to your personal assessment."

During the phone call, the boss couldn't hide his joke and smile. I frowned, worried that the female neighbor in the passenger seat would hear it. She was also a smart person. It would be too embarrassing to understand the twists and turns in it.

I casually said a few words to deal with the situation, hung up the boss's cell phone, looked at the female neighbor, "Just call your husband. Both feet are sprained, so it's best to be hospitalized."

With years of experience, I feel that the female neighbor’s sprain is quite serious: “It’s better to take off the leather boots! It will swell later, and you have to cut it open if you want to take it off. That’s a pity!”

I am used to using a commanding tone, and the female neighbor would be obedient. I looked at the time on my phone, parked the car at the entrance of the hospital, hung in neutral, and pulled the handbrake.

The staff of the hospital saw it and wanted to come over to dissuade me. As soon as I opened the door and got out of the car, the unit uniform appeared, so he stopped and continued to observe silently.

I ignored this, walked around from the rear of the car to the other side, opened the car door, and was about to bend down to hug the female neighbor, but found something was wrong. After all, I was wearing the uniform of the unit, and there were many people nearby, and the people in the car were not my wife, which was really a bit embarrassing.

When I stood up, I happened to see a female nurse from a hospital coming over. I still knew the familiar faces, so I reached out to greet me.

I have to say that this girl is so clever. She took a look and understood what was going on. She found a wheelchair nearby and pushed it over quickly.

I reached out to take the wheelchair, walked up to the door of the passenger seat, and signaled the female neighbor to come up by herself. Then I looked at the young nurse and smiled and nodded: "Thank you!"

"You are so polite! Last time my brother was drinking and fighting, you caught him. Without this stain, the road ahead will be much smoother. Brother Qian, I should thank you!"

I looked at him in surprise: "You still remember what happened two years ago. It's not easy. Your brother is still a child, ignorant. He has learned this lesson and signed up for the army. Isn't this good?"

While we were talking, the female neighbor climbed onto the car door with both hands, turned around with difficulty, and sat in the wheelchair regardless of slightness or heavyness. I quickly took two steps back, pulled the wheelchair and the female neighbor, and handed it to the female nurse to watch. I closed the car door, walked around to the driver's seat, and drove directly to the parking lot of the Chinese medicine hospital, and then walked over quickly without stopping.

The next thing was to go through the formal procedures, and the nursing staff was busy with everything, but I was free and relaxed. This was probably the benefit of friends all over the world. I was a little happy and couldn't help laughing.

The female neighbor happened to call her husband and accidentally saw this scene and couldn't even speak. I immediately noticed it, remembered my identity, and quickly restored my original white face.

The nurse went to the line to register and used the money to make money by swiping the internal employee card. I didn't say anything. If she rushed to pay for all the small amount of money, she would think she still owed me a favor and took this opportunity to use it. This is great.

Then, I pushed the wheelchair and followed the guidance of the nurse to send my female neighbor to the orthopedic department on the first floor. It is said that I am one of the oldest doctors in the traditional Chinese medicine hospital, specializing in treating bruises, joints, and muscle sprains.

The female neighbor didn't listen to me, and her ankles were swollen on both feet. She really couldn't take off her leather boots, so she could only use scissors.

I looked carefully and found that even if the Hermes brand was high-quality, it was of high value. After all, everyone in the industry knew that the quality of Hu Jianpu Field Shoe Factory was one level higher than that of Hermes produced in Southeast Asia.

Compared to her health, no matter what brand of leather boots is, the female neighbor is also tough. She reached out to grab scissors, her eyes were filled with tears, she cut the leather boots open, and then took off her thin stockings.

The old doctor looked at the X-ray film taken by the radiology department, reached out to press the patient's sprained and swollen place, and slightly said forehead: "No bones were hurt! First, treat it with cold compress, I will prescribe two medications to cover the injury, and check the situation tomorrow. It can reduce the swelling, and it will be almost gone!"

I saw the old doctor saying a doctor's advice on paying attention to diet, and at the same time holding a pen in his right hand. Just after he finished speaking, the prescription was also prescribed.

This time, I didn’t have to worry about the caregiver helping me. I nodded to the old doctor, held the prescription in my hand, turned around and left the orthopedic department, and walked straight towards the pharmacy.

Seeing Qian Sir walking away, the female caregiver pushed the wheelchair and left the room. She came to the corridor outside. She couldn't help but feel curious: "It's strange! Brother Qian rarely treats people so well. I just saw him laughing. He can be happy even if he is late to work. You are very close to him!"

The female neighbor looked at the end of the corridor, with a familiar and unfamiliar back. When she heard the female nurse's words, she did not turn her head, but just smiled faintly: "Well! We are good friends, and we are very good friends."

When the nurse heard this, she couldn't help laughing: "Brother Qian loves his wife very much. No matter how beautiful other women are, he will not look at them again. He has been looking at you just now, and I knew you are friends, but the kind of person who has known each other for many years."
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