Reborn 1980, the pretty military wife, the rough military man’s doting on her day and night

The patient's medical records are in a thick pile, and it can be seen that the attending doctor was Director Luo when he was hospitalized in the capital for such a long time.

"Do you have any idea?"

Li Qingran turned to look at the patient and said, "I want to consult him personally and do some examinations."

Luo Guoguo sighed, "Mr. Duan has been strong all his life. He is very stubborn. He won't let anyone touch him except me. He insists that he is not sick. He was cooperative before, but now he even chases me."

Li Qingran was speechless. This patient was really stubborn. "Director, can I take this medical record back and look at it?"

Luo Guoguo nodded and looked at Li Qingran's back. Hey, he was really ill and had to seek medical treatment. The little girl knew more than him.

Li Qingran has seen cases where the patient had severe mitral valve stenosis accompanied by mild regurgitation and moderate aortic valve regurgitation.But Li Qingran was not sure what the specific problem was. The heart was not like other places, and the diagnosis would vary greatly from a small point.

Without solving the underlying problem, surgery cannot guarantee the patient's quality of life.

Li Qingran took a thick medical record and studied it in the office. She roughly knew what kind of disease the old man had, but the heart problems caused by this problem did not occur in a day. She needed to confirm with the patient.

But thinking of the patient's stubbornness, Li Qingran became bald.

How can we find out?

Thinking of the patient who just said he wanted to eat delicious food, maybe I can give it a try.

Li Qingran closed the medical record with satisfaction.

It looks like it's time to get off work.

No, I have to give the bicycle to Si Erer quickly.

After a brief tidying up, I thought about why Wen Biao hadn't delivered the things yet.

Then I heard Ye Lin shouting at the door.

"Dr. Li, your friend is here to give you something."

It must be Wen Biao.

Li Qingran walked out quickly, and sure enough, Wen Biao stood proudly at the door of the emergency room.

"Sister-in-law! Let me move your things in for you."

"Come on, come on." Li Qingran led the way. As expected of Song Yan's colleague, he was really strong.

"Thank you, Comrade Wen Biao. Sister-in-law, since you are so polite, I will leave first."

Wen Biao walked to the door carelessly and waved to Ye Lin, who was standing at the nurse's desk with her head bowed.

"Thank you doctor."

"Ah, oh, it's okay, it's okay."

Li Qingran looked at Ye Lin suddenly blushing.

Tsk tsk tsk!There's something wrong with this girl!

His eyes moved around her body.

"What are you looking at, Dr. Li?"

"Oh, it's nothing. I just feel like my love has blossomed."

Ye Lin looked stunned, turned around and left.

Tsk tsk tsk, "Which girl is not pregnant with love!" Li Qingran deliberately sang, and Ye Lin stumbled.

This Li Qingran is getting really annoying.

Li Qingran closed the door of the office, put the things into the space, and took a lot of paper and threw it in the cardboard box to avoid being discovered.

He secretly entered the space and put the lotion and snow cream made for Simu into glass jars.

I left the hospital satisfied.

I rode my bicycle all the way to the downstairs of Si'er's house.

Locked the car and knocked on the door.

no one?

Are you still in the art troupe?

Li Qingran quickened his pace and walked towards the station, thinking that if he could go back to the military area early, he might be able to meet Si Erer.

When Si Ze got home, he saw a girl staring at the bicycle downstairs for a long time.

Could it be a thief?

It seems that I need to give more instructions to my mother and sister.

Li Qingran finally caught the bus, breathing heavily.

She promised others that she would get it today, but she was too embarrassed to ride it again.

It seems that I also want to buy a bicycle, but I don’t have enough money and I don’t have a bicycle ticket.

Go back and ask Song Yan.

Li Qingran quickly arrived at the gate of the military region.

Jogging all the way, where is the art troupe?

"Qingran, where are you going?"

"Sister-in-law Xiujuan, I want to go to the art troupe, but I don't know where it is?"

"Oh, that's not easy, it's right there." Sister-in-law Xiujuan pointed to the oval building not far away. "By the way, Qingran, I heard from Cuihua that I feel much better after taking the medicine you gave me. If you have time, please help my sister-in-law take a look. I've been feeling a little itchy lately."

"Okay. Sister-in-law, I'll go find you tonight."

Li Qingran quickened his pace, and sure enough he saw the words "Art Troupe".

There is no one in the art troupe now, and there is no one in the rehearsal place.

Li Qingran fumbled and figured out that the art troupe should also have a backstage.

Based on my many years of experience, I walked towards the back.

Sure enough, I saw a lot of girls.

"Sier'er, you don't even know what level you are, and you want to compete with us Bilian for a role. Do you think you are worthy? Don't think that if your disgusting face gets better, you will have the capital. It's really a toad that wants to eat Swan meat stuff.”

Si'er was surrounded by three girls in dance costumes. "This is not something I can decide. The leader decides it is me. Why can't I act?"

"Commander, I don't think you are pitiful. I advise you to be wise and quit quickly, otherwise you will be in trouble."

Tang Bilian had a sad expression on her face, "Er'er, I treat you as a good sister, how could you do this behind your back? I'm so heartbroken..."

Seeing everyone surrounding Tang Bilian with concern, Si'er bit her lower lip because she didn't want to give up.

A hint of malice flashed in Tang Bilian's eyes.

"Er'er, do you really not care about everyone's opinions?"

"That's right, Er'er, you look so fat, you're not suitable for that role, so just give it to Bi Lian, she's more suitable."

Li Qingran became angry now.

Are these people doing human affairs?

"Er'er." The besieged Er'er heard a familiar voice.

Tears instantly shone in his big, aggrieved eyes, and he choked a few times, "Qingran."

"Are you a vixen?" Qi Meizhu exclaimed.

"What are you looking at? I've never seen a beautiful woman. Her eyes are as bulging as a dead fish."

"Li Qingran, what are you doing here?"

"Of course I'm here to see what my unscrupulous descendants are doing outside. You're intoxicating the crowd."

Qi Meizhu rolled her eyes in anger, "Why are you so vulgar?"

"Comrade Li."

Just as Tang Bilian was about to speak, Li Qingran raised her eyebrows.

It’s really a white lotus that I’m used to.

"Who have you been showing off to by pretending to be pitiful? Sister, who are you guarding the top seven for? It's bad luck."

"I didn't... Comrade Li, you misunderstood me. What happened last time, Brother Song..."

White Lotus premium means green tea.

"Brother Song? Why didn't I know that my husband had a sister like you? Why are you his father's illegitimate daughter?"

The other little girls in the art troupe were frightened by Li Qingran's talk when they came up, and they didn't dare to interrupt.

Si'er felt secretly happy and grabbed Li Qingran's hand. On the surface, he looked weak and pitiful, and his tears kept falling.

Now the others started to sympathize with her a little. After all, it was the group leader who told her, and Si Erer couldn't control it. It seemed like they had gone too far just now.