"Girl, did you eat something exciting?" The doctor put down the pliers, lifted the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and asked while writing.
Mu Mu replied: "I've only had a bowl of porridge since I was injured."
The old doctor sighed, "It's impossible for me to be swollen like this if I didn't eat anything exciting."
He looked at Mu Mu's wound again, with a kind expression on his face. It was normal for young people to like to eat, and it was normal for them not to be able to hold back their mouths. He no longer asked any questions, lowered his head and wrote a prescription while explaining to Mu Mu: "Remember not to eat irritating food."
You cannot eat beef, fish, peppers, etc."
There was a military doctor at home, so Mu Mu still knew these simple common sense, but when the old doctor explained, she listened humbly, "Yeah, I'll remember it."
She felt that the wound was very hot, and she really wanted to find a piece of ice to apply it, but the pain made her feel nervous.
Damn it, there must have been something in Sanggege's bowl of porridge that irritated her wound.
She gritted her teeth and clenched her hands tightly in her lap. Why didn't she provoke others? Someone always came to provoke her?
The old doctor wrote out the prescription and handed it to her, "You can give me some glucose and anti-inflammatory drip. After returning home, I will change the medicine for this scar twice a day."
Mu Mu took the order, stood up with his hands on the table, nodded to the old doctor and said, "I understand, thank you, doctor."
The clinic is not big, and the person who charges the fees and is responsible for the infusion are both the same nurses.
"How come you are such an adult and can't even take care of yourself?" Liu Yang said in a completely elder tone, placing the bread and water he just bought from outside on the small table next to Mu Mu, "Eat some bread first.
Drink some water, I’ve only had a bowl of porridge since morning, you can’t tell me that.”
Mu Mu supported her forehead with one hand and curled her lips in response to Liu Yang's reproach, "Ah, I finally realized how much you look like Aunt Liu."
Liu Yang raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "Where does it look like?"
Mu Mu smiled maliciously and said, "Just like mother."
"..."
She really didn't have the appetite to eat, so she just took a bottle of mineral water, opened it and took two sips.
There was no air conditioning in the clinic, and even the fans were from an old brand that was extremely honest. The paint on them had all peeled off. Mu Mu wondered if they were the dowry gifts of the old doctor and his wife.
She had a fever just as she sat down. She felt very hot. Now she calmed down and drank a few sips of cold water, and she felt much better.
"Brother Aniu, why are you back? The day before yesterday, I mentioned you to Aunt Liu, and she spoke earnestly and looked like a resentful woman."
Mu Mu didn't talk very well. Liu Yang understood that his mother never had good adjectives in her mouth. He was used to it and said with a smile: "I asked her to stay at my place for a while but she didn't go. She had to stay here.
A few empty houses.”
After a pause, he continued: "This is not the case. Chief Min has passed away. My dad is not free. I happen to have a few days off. I came to express my condolences in a symbolic way on his behalf. The main reason is to come back and visit our old nanny."
The smile on Mu Mu's face immediately dropped, and he lowered his head and said "oh".
She pursed her lips tightly and her long eyelashes flickered, covering the loneliness, disappointment and sourness in her eyes.
It's Chief Min again. As Sangge said, Min Yan's backstage is really strong. Even if her powerful father passes away, there are still many people who buy it to give her face, and there are even senior and powerful chiefs who stand up for her.
Come teach her a lesson.
Lu Yifan pulled Dai Xiaoya's father out of office for her, moved down the rich boss Jin, cleaned up Lan Ling, and found her favorite actors to endorse Lu to make her happy.
