It looks good."

"Poke it, does it hurt?"

"Of course it hurts!" Chen Xiaowang cursed angrily, but it made himself sore, and then he hurriedly lay down calmly and evenly: "Don't tease me anymore. In another nine hours, it's time to go back to work. When the line breaks, I'll spray you with a look."

The colleague who surrounded the bed naturally ignored Chen Xiaowang and was still wandering around, so he wanted to poke Chen Xiaowang to determine his condition.

Chen Xiaowang half-squinted his eyes, and was too lazy to watch the TV that was so close to him. He was on guard against his colleagues while being proud.

"Old Chen's mouth is cracked, the tear, Lao Chen?" Lao Piao came again today, recorded a few data, and was playing in front of him. Looking at Chen Xiaowang, he was quite envious.

Chen Xiaowang raised his head and laughed twice: "I will call you a sick person from now on. You sick people, don't get too close to me in the future."

Lao Piao sneered: "I'll give you a stroke from the beginning, from top to bottom, hair loss, dry eye symptoms, rhinitis, pharyngitis, and wife's strict control..."

"Hey, hey, you have to draw the baseline. Touch your conscience and say it to the programmer. Are these diseases?" Chen Xiaowang's head was still tilted, and he coughed twice.

Lao Piao was speechless when Chen Xiaowang said it for a moment, and he even agreed with it a little.

"You are not wronged if you say you have no courage." The programmer next to you joined in and raised his hand and said, "Soundsome, I don't have dry eyes."

"Neither, I am just trachoma."

"I'm red-eyeed." The man stared at Chen Xiaowang and asked again: "What does it feel?"

"It's pretty good. There's no special feeling, it hurts a little, I can hold it back." Chen Xiaowang described it carefully.

The programmer who said red-eye disease thought for a few seconds, turned around and took out his cell phone silently.

Ten seconds later, the "red-eye disease" programmer shouted: "Brothers, it's not authentic! Didn't we agree to roll a little, try one by one? Have you even asked for leave? What about roll a little? Don't you roll it anymore?"

The programmers in the ward laughed out loud.

"Which day, Wei Kang, have you been waiting for?" Lao Piao looked at the others and knew that they were all like him and had applied for sick leave in the company's backend.

The company can still approve two and a half days of sick leave for a weekend. Of course, everyone cannot ask for leave in groups, so there are many people who want to take two and a half days of sick leave, so they have to queue up.

Moreover, the first wave is not in its turn, and it is likely that it will be the second week.

"My one is this week." Yangyang was queuing in line early.

"I'll be next week."

"I'll be next week, too."

The programmers in the ward lined up for a week or two. There were not many people at first, and even fewer people knew the news.

"I'm really red-eyed." Wei Kang, the only one who was in the third week, lost his hair in anger: "I've been in the enteritis for several years. Hello, let's line up according to the severity of the disease."

“Come first and then come.”

"Where is the seriousness of the disease? Your enteritis is worse than my appendicitis? My appendicitis is to cut the entire appendix. You have the affinity to cut the entire intestine, and I will give you the position."

"I don't know what the result is. What are you fighting for? What if Old Chen dies of complications tomorrow? What should you do if you ask for leave?"

The ward was mixed into a pot of porridge, but everyone was too bored and too anxious.

Chen Xiaowang felt that he was cursed innocently and smiled: "Don't you ask what surgery Dr. Ling will do, or what surgery will not do?"

After hearing what he said, the temperature in the ward dropped instantly.

A few seconds later.

Lao Piao nodded slightly: "After Lao Chen said this, I feel that this guy's IQ has recovered."

"I'm talking about it, my face is red, as if I can do my job."

"I have to work for him when I go back."

"Doctor Ling can do appendicitis surgery, cholecystitis surgery, liver resection surgery, and knees, Achilles tendons, fingers and fractures..." The little nurse nestled in the corner suddenly gave a sentence, and once again cooled the atmosphere in the ward, and said: "The special care unit has another 10 minutes of visiting time."

The special care ward is renovated with a general ward. It has two or three beds inside. It has long-term care and is given special care standards similar to the ICU. However, it is not as comprehensive as the ICU, nor is it as high as the ICU. Of course, the price is much lower. In the Yun Medical Emergency Center, patients with liver resection, after ICU are released, they are transferred to the special care ward for a few days, and then to the ordinary ordinary ward.

Chen Xiaowang was arranged to enter the special care unit, which was equivalent to improving the nursing level. In fact, because the nursing team was specially pulled out, they also designed more perioperative plans and arranged more personnel.

The patient's family and colleagues will not offend the nurse at any time, and they will laugh with each other.

Some people asked concerned: "Only perform appendicitis or other surgery? Doctor Ling is unwilling to do other locations, or what?"

"Have you heard of any doctor who can do any surgery?" The young nurse laughed twice, as if she was just mocking the cat who shoved the shoveler.

Everyone seemed to understand but nodded, and they didn't want to understand.

"Don't you do enteritis? Enteritis is similar to appendicitis." Wei Kang also exhaled, as if he had just been beaten.

"Doctor Ling doesn't have enteritis." The young nurse nodded affirmatively and said, "Entryitis is a general public, you have to find them."

"They dare not guarantee the 7-day recovery period." Wei Kang curled his lips.

The young nurse stopped talking, and it was even more troublesome to recover her intestines. If she said the wrong thing, she would easily be complained.

"Please ask Dr. Ling, if I don't queue up here, I'm afraid I can't get there anymore." Wei Kang covered his stomach.

"Doctor Ling really doesn't have enteritis. If you really can't do it, you'd better find a way to take a vacation." The young nurse said and shook her head: "As far as I know, Dr. Ling has had hemorrhoid surgery in Brazil."

"I have hemorrhoids, too." Wei Kang's eyes lit up, and he fell into self-doubt in a flash: Why am I proud of?

Lao Piao also became happy: "It's just right, I'll do it all over the hemorrhoids, so I can save my worries."

"What kind of hemorrhoid are you? I have mixed hemorrhoids, so I should be able to get rid of them, right?"

"It's best to cut it, it's best to cut it once."

There was a stir in the ward, and everyone was excited.

"The visiting time is up, let's leave the patient's family." The young nurse pretended to look at the watch and drove out a group of hemorrhoids.

Everyone didn't care, and just greeted Chen Xiaowang before leaving:

"Rehabilitate well."

"I have to tell us if I feel uncomfortable."

"Sleep more today, stop playing with your phone or something, recover quickly."
Chapter completed!