"This afternoon, you can take a walk around the middle of the blue."

When he returned to the hotel, Fang Han gave the members of the medical team a vacation.

There are no specific arrangements this afternoon, and it depends on the results of Chen Yuan’s negotiations.

"Doctor Fang, don't you go out to play?"

Jiang Feng suggested: "Why don't we go sing together in the afternoon?"

"Did you treat me?" Fang Han asked.

"Well......"

Jiang Feng was stunned: "Can I treat you?"

"The key to treating a guest is whether it is voluntarily or not. Is there nothing to do, right?"

Li Xiaofei said with a smile.

"Then I'll treat you."

Jiang Feng felt bitter in his heart, so the baby suggested that he should pay for it, so why do you still have to pay?

In fact, Jiang Feng doesn’t care if he treats a meal or not. Everyone comes out to have fun together, and it’s the same for everyone to treat him.

The problem is that there are several rich people in the medical team now, Fang Han, Ruan Yunfei, Jin Bo, Leng Cen, who is not a millionaire, who actually makes him treat a poor man.

Very angry.

"Since Dr. Jiang treats you, let's go sing together?"

Fang Han asked.

"Doctor Jiang is proud!"

Everyone agreed.

It is a very happy thing to be able to relax occasionally when you are away.

For Ruan Yunfei and Jinbo, they also want to integrate into this big family as soon as possible, and eating, drinking and having fun are often the best integration.

When the butler Chen Yuan came out of the Second Hospital, he received the message and location from Li Xiaofei.

"Doctor Chen, everyone will sing together in the afternoon, come quickly."

Fang Han and his group found a similar karaoke bar, asked for a private room, snacks, and a pot of tea.

After all, they are all doctors, and considering that they are actually possible to face patients at any time in Ganzhou, they are exempted from drinking.

In fact, many doctors have good alcohol tolerance, but they are less than the deputy director level, or have not had too long holidays, most doctors rarely drink alcohol.

Because even non-emergency doctors may be temporarily recalled by the hospital due to an emergency accident at any time. When you go back, you smell like alcohol, and the superior doctor will never consider that you are actually on vacation.

So in the hospital, if you want to gain freedom and gain more authority, the young doctors can only climb up and climb up desperately.

"Dr. Fang!"

When Chen Yuan came to the private room, Jiang Feng was singing a song "Borrowing from the sky for another five hundred years". The voice almost closed the door and went out.

"What's wrong with Dr. Jiang?"

Listening to Jiang Feng singing, Chen Yuan always felt a little strange. Is he going to vent his things in his heart?

"It's okay, Dr. Jiang is in a good mood today."

Li Xiaofei smiled and said, "I plan to treat you for five hundred years."

"Ahem!"

Jiang Feng almost choked.

After Jiang Feng finished singing a song, Chen Yuan came to Fang Han's ear and reported the results of the exchange to Fang Han.

What the medical team needs to stay in the Second Hospital is to train soldiers, rather than simply performing surgery to see patients, so the initiative must be taken into account. Chen Yuan has a very good grasp of this.

As we all know, karaokes without girls are boring, boring, soulless, and impure.

So after singing for two hours, the group parted.

After singing, the group of people had a meal and returned to the hotel, it was only eight o'clock in the evening.

Fang Han sat on the balcony of the room, blowing the wind.

Ganzhou is relatively cooler than Jiangzhou, especially at night when the breeze blows on his face, it is still quite comfortable.

Others considered that Fang Han had two operations in the morning and was a little tired, so no one disturbed him. Fang Han sat on the balcony, blowing the wind and playing with his cell phone.

I sent a message to Long Yaxin. Before Long Yaxin could reply, Fang Han started a routine like.

As Dr. Fang, who likes a maniac, likes is a big preference for Dr. Fang to play with his mobile phone. As long as he is bored, Fang Han likes to like it one by one in his circle of friends.

As Fang Han became busy, it was no longer a daily routine to like it, but sometimes a few days later, so when some classmates and friends in the circle of friends suddenly found that one of their circle of friends was liked by Dr. Fang, they were instantly happy.

"Ah, Dr. Fang gave me a thumbs up."

"Wow, Dr. Fang is following me."

"Hey, Dr. Fang didn't block me."

"Hey, Dr. Fang didn't block me."

Such surprises are played out in many people, so likes is a job with noble moral sentiments. What you like gently may bring to others is care, attention, or care.

Of course, there are also complaints.

Just clicked a circle and returned, and Long Yaxin's news came back.

"My mom just accompanied me for a walk, and didn't bring my cell phone."

"Who's mother?" Fang Han asked.

"My mom."

Long Yaxin replied with two words, and before Fang Han could reply to the message, the second message came again: "I said I have no appetite today. How many words do you like?"

"Do you have no appetite today?"

Fang Han hurriedly asked with concern, and felt very aggrieved: "You didn't tell me that you didn't have an appetite today."

For the like-mad doctor, he only cares about the like process and never pays attention to the like content.

Long Yaxin is quite speechless. Didn’t you even look at it?

"What are the symptoms besides having no appetite?"

Fang Han asked very seriously.

As a doctor, when Dr. Fang heard that Officer Long had no appetite today, he naturally entered the diagnosis state immediately.

"I just don't want to eat, I'm not energetic."

Long Yaxin said: "I went out and took a walk, but now I feel better."

"Photo take a photo of the tongue coating and I'll take a look."

Long Yaxin: "......"

.........

I chatted with Long Yaxin until after 10 o'clock in the evening. Well, there was a video chat. Long Yaxin had no appetite because the weather was too hot. Dr. Fang gave a prescription very considerately.

After chatting with Long Yaxin, Fang Han continued to sit on the balcony and blew the wind for a while before returning to the room to go to bed and rest.

The next morning, Fang Han was still the same as last time at Changqing County Hospital, and only brought Li Xiaofei, Leng Cen and Jiang Feng. The others were arranged by Fang Han to go to the emergency department of the Second Hospital to contact some basic things first.

For two days, Fang Han took Leng Cen and his three men to either go to the internal medicine department or undergo surgery. The Second Hospital was quite polite and cooperative.

Fang Han's level is not bad, and coupled with the incident of Murakami's mischief, Fang Han was so angry that he was the second hospital, and the doctors in the second hospital had a little more favor with Fang Han.

On the morning of the third day, Fang Han and the members of the medical team had just come out of the internal medicine to treat a difficult patient, and heard the little nurse outside muttering softly.

"That Murakami slut is coming again."

"Yes, I'm so embarrassed to come."

"Doctor Fang hasn't left yet, where did he get the courage?"

In the ward of Shenwai, Director Shenwai and another attending doctor are currently accompanying Murakami Hoshiko. The ward is a special ward, and an elderly man in his sixties is lying on the bed.

The patient has a brain tumor.

Ishiro Murakami actually didn't think much of it, but he was introduced by his future father-in-law. He couldn't come if he didn't come.

Murakami's father-in-law was quite dissatisfied with Murakami's appearance, height, age and nationality.

At the age of forty, he is only ten years younger than his father-in-law. He is short and a bad person. If this daughter gets married, it will be no different from being gone.

However, Murakami's income is quite considerable, and the high-income group is willing to do so, but the father-in-law has no choice.

Since there is no way, relatives and friends always need to notify them, and the only thing Murakami can do is his identity as a brain surgery expert.

The news spread, so naturally someone came to ask for it.

Isn’t there any theory of six-degree space that says that one person can get to know people from all over the world through six people?
To be continued...