Chapter 704

Li Qingcang is in a white coat, with a badge on his chest and the words "President Li Qingcang" written on it. His expression is serious and indifferent. The whole person is meticulous and full of professional authority.

Because his aura was too strong, the whole clinic seemed to suddenly become smaller as soon as he came in. Lu Yishuang, who was lying on the diagnosis and treatment bed, was nervous when he saw him. He asked in a low voice, "President Li, is my syncope serious? Why do you need to diagnose yourself? "

"Don't worry," said Li Qingcang, who had come to the operating platform beside her and turned his back to her. Gradually put the medical devices on his hands and arrange them well. "We won't know until the inspection results come out."

But Lu Yishuang only felt that he was being played around, and the tone of questioning was a little unhappy: "then why do you have to diagnose me personally? I don't think it's necessary? "

As soon as she spoke, Li Qingcang took the test tube's hand, and suddenly stopped in the air. There was a scornful sneer on the corner of her mouth: "are you thinking, I am deliberately looking for an opportunity to get close to you?"

“…… It's easy to doubt your actions. " Lu Yishuang said bravely.

After all, even if the cause of her fainting is unknown, she doesn't need his great dean to check her in person, right?

"I'm just because you're my employee, and I can't rest assured that I'll check it myself," Li Qingcang said casually. "After all, you fainted during working hours, which is a work-related injury. I have to prepare in advance for any serious illness in my life."

When Lu Yishuang heard this, he found that there was some truth in his words, and complained about his own amorous feelings. These days, Li Qingming has deliberately kept a long distance from her. He only checked her out of the concern of the boss for the employees. But why does she subconsciously think that he wants to deliberately approach her?

As soon as Li Qingcang finished speaking, the medical equipment in his hand was almost handled. He took out a syringe, carefully took out the freshly prepared lumina sedative in his pocket, took a full tube, squeezed out some air, and went to her: "this inspection needs a skin test first, you put your left hand out."

Lu Yishuang stared at him closely, but only from his deep black eyes, he saw full indifference. Then, obediently, she rolled up her sleeve and reached for him.

When Li Qingcang's tender fingers with thin cocoons touched Lu Yishuang ' "What are you afraid of?" he said

"I......" Lu Yi's cheeks turn red as soon as he opens his mouth. He can only hide his face immediately by lowering his head Nothing. "

At last, Li Qingcang managed to get lumina into Lu Yishuang's arm.

Lumina's attack speed was very fast, only three or four minutes later, Lu Yishuang fell into a coma. Li Qingcang immediately picked her up and entered the MRI room.

When Lu Yishuang, wearing earphones and plugged in the instrument, was pushed into the MRI, Li Qingcang was standing in the doctor's operation room, staring at the computer screen. Lu Yishuang's brain image, a heart, had been suspended.

Because he didn't know how far Lu Yishuang's hippocampus had been damaged. If it's just a slight injury, there's still a possibility of memory recovery; but if it's too serious, it's hard to recover.

On the computer screen, Lu Yishuang's brain image does not seem to have any problems; however, the specific results will not come out until three weeks later.

Half an hour later, as soon as the MRI was over, Li Qingcang took Lu Yishuang back to the internal medicine office and resuscitated her.

After recovery, Lu Yishuang soon woke up. She didn't feel dizzy and nauseous after waking up from ordinary anesthetics, but she was still suspicious and looked at Li Qingcang: "President Li, did I just faint again?"

"Yes," said Li Qingcang perfunctorily, "you have fainted for about half an hour. But don't worry. I just gave you a complete set of tests. You will faint, first, because of the hypoglycemia caused by the cold; second, because of the lack of oxygen supply to the brain, you should rest more later. "

"OK, thank you, Dean Li." Lu Yishuang said and got up from the examination bed. "Since it's OK, I'll go back first."

*

at this time, in the psychiatric director's office.

Hao Heng is in the clinic. Yin Mingfang, as his medical assistant, has been sitting beside him, helping him to record the patient's condition.

Throughout the morning, both of them lived close to each other; even during the busy time, their hands met each other several times, but they moved away quickly within seconds, as if they met some hot potato.

Yi Haoheng has a grudge against Yin Mingfang. After all, even if she didn't know the truth, she always thought that he was her brother. But even so, they loved him with great vigour and deep heart. How could she get along with him quickly after Yi Weilin left, even if the child was three years old?

Therefore, at present, yihaoheng is not willing to tell her the truth, so she should be immersed in the pain that they had been "Incest".At the moment, Yin Mingfang's heart is also a mess. Although it is clear that the man in front of her is her own brother, and there is a gap between them that is inborn and can never be crossed, I don't know why, when she is near him, she can still feel her heart beating.

The next patient who came in was an old man in his fifties with a big stomach and a greasy bald head. As soon as he sat down, he began to talk about his misfortune: "doctor, I think I'm going to have depression, and I'm not happy all day. It's all my wife's fault that I haven't had sex with me for a whole month; sexual repression makes me very uncomfortable, and I can't lift my spirits to anything. How can I alleviate this symptom? "

Yin Mingfang: "..."

However, there is nothing different on the face of Yi Haoheng. It seems that he often encounters such wonderful patients. He picked up each other's medical records and opened them: "how often do you have sex?"

"Usually seven or eight times a month," the man said, "but my wife may have a cold temper. She often refuses me. I masturbate almost every other day Ah, useless ladies. "

Hearing a man in his fifties say such things without reservation, Yin Mingfang is embarrassed and simply looks away. But a moment later, yihaoheng's unhappy voice comes: "medical help, what are you still doing? Record it quickly."