He smiled secretly in his heart: Look, this is a woman.
When he was lying on the hospital bed again, he felt that the whole world had changed again.
The ward has bright windows, clean white sheets, and comfortable central air-conditioning. From the window, you can see all kinds of flowers blooming in summer. There is no longer the hustle and bustle and countless strange smells of yesterday.
She took a deep breath: This is too far off.
"Yesterday I came alone and had to wait for more than an hour for the infusion, and I finally managed to get a seat in the lobby. I also asked if there was a separate ward, and they said there was absolutely no chance. These days, as long as I got a seat in the lobby
That’s good…but why is it happening today?”
"Fool, you don't know me, so of course I won't give it to you."
Yan Xixi could only sigh.
These days, you have to admit the huge class gap - let alone ordinary people, even the ordinary nouveau riche, rich people, they may not buy your account. They may not give you housing if you spend money. Even if it costs thousands a day
The cost is tens of thousands. Can't you afford it by gritting your teeth? Can't you afford it even if you stay for a few days? You can afford it! But if you can afford it, I don't want you to live there.
It’s not that there aren’t good wards in big hospitals, but they won’t be used by ordinary people.
If Wang Donglin hadn't brought him here, he would never have thought of living in such a ward in his life.
It's not a difference in money.
This is the difference between people - just like Liu Daqing's famous saying: Who makes your parents neither Liu Daqing nor Lao Zhou?
The truth is always hard to hear - but when you clear away the layers of fog, you will know that the truth is so.
However, it would be nice if you can live there.
Lying down comfortably, with care, the doctor checked very carefully and had a very good attitude: "The patient's condition is much better. After today's transfusion, he can go home and recover. There is no big problem. Just have a good rest and drink more water."
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Wang Donglin was relieved.
The drip was slow and the nurse was no longer needed. Wang Donglin simply closed the door of the ward and said with a smile, "Do you want me to tell you a story?"
She immediately became energetic: "I was bored. Last time you talked about how you were lost in a primitive forest during your special training. You haven't finished talking yet, so let's continue here..."
He spoke enthusiastically.
The more Yan Xixi listened, the more fascinated she became.
It was simply a legendary history of a certain team member, during which they experienced life and death, encountered some particularly strange insects, beasts, and some mysterious secret disputes...
After a while, she breathed out: "Foot-picking man, are you lying to me with the novels or TV series you have read?"
He was annoyed: "Have you ever read such a novel?"
She thought about it and read similar novels, but the details were definitely not like this - could it be true?
That's all, if it hadn't been for such an experience, it would still be the same. Otherwise, how could we have avoided the enemy's pursuit for two or three months?
"Do you believe it now?"
She nodded honestly.
"You admire me, don't you?"
"snort."
"What does hum mean?"
"Hmm."
He laughed heartily: "Fool, in fact, at most 30% of what I just told you is true, and the rest are just bragging. See, when the fake is true, the truth is also false."
Yan Xixi was completely embarrassed.
He asked again: "Are the stories about strong men on TV true? Are they also very powerful? Are they all beautiful and beautiful??"
