Faced with floods of doubts.

Xi Zuer lazily wiped a dewdrop on her temples with her bare hands: "Who said the lotus root is going to be put into the bones?"

All the essence of lotus root is enough. Who wants the lotus root powder residue?

These children are really studying hard, and they can't even understand the examples of their ancestors, which is so worried.

Everyone was stunned.

Then he saw Bo Gucheng slowly, and raised his hand to help Xi Zuer put a strand of long hair scattered on his temples behind his ears. His voice was mellow and doting: "Miss Zuer, you scared the old men silly."

Then he heard Xi Zuer curl her red lips slightly and chuckled: "Okay. I'm just talking and laughing, the lotus root is just used to make soup."

I turned my bare hands lightly, but I didn’t, four tender white lotus roots were just lying flat on the operating table!

She picked up a disinfected scalpel and gestured a few times. The complete lotus root immediately turned into a plate of prepared lotus root pieces. The incision was better than any surgeon's technique. It was neat and simply:

"Here, you didn't say pork ribs, go and cook pork ribs and lotus root soup."

Old men: “…!”

This slutty operation is really shocking.

This night.

The well-known medical tycoons in Qingcheng drank the ribs and lotus root soup that was the hardest to swallow in their lives.

Xi Rubao, who thought it was impossible to save, stabilized his condition and recovered quickly.

Everyone could not figure out the reason after studying it all night. In the end, it can only be attributed to the fact that the human body's self-healing ability is really mysterious. Perhaps when Nuwa created humans, she planted magical seeds in the human genes.

The emergency doctor was sweating coldly throughout the whole process, and after drinking a bowl of lotus root soup honestly, he obediently took the bedding roll and went to the morgue to beat the floor.

"I'm sorry Miss Xi, I was wrong, I'm willing to accept the loss." Before leaving, he apologized to Xi Zuer.

Xi Zuer was lazily playing with the green lotus leaves, buckled them on her hair like a small fan.

Hearing this, he smiled on his lips, and looked at him indifferently like silky eyes: "Where did you wrong?"

The emergency doctor choked!

Generally, in this case, he honestly bowed his head and admitted his mistake. Shouldn’t the boss ignore his past grudges and waved his hand magnanimously and said to forgive you?

Why doesn’t this little ancestor play according to the routine and let him make a lengthy review in public?

The emergency doctor held it in for a long time and said, "I am wrong because I don't understand the pharmacological effects of lotus root, and my fault is because my medical skills are too poor."

Xi Zuer chuckled: "Child, it seems you still don't understand. The point is not lotus root and your medical skills."

No matter how powerful your medical skills are, you won’t be enough in front of your ancestors.

The emergency doctor was flushed with his face, thinking that Xi Zuer was deliberately making things difficult for him.

It’s not enough to slap him in the face in front of the big bosses in the city. Is this going to force him to not be able to survive in this industry?

He bit his lip and asked, "Then, what's the point?"

Xi Zuer opened her red lips lightly and said slowly: "It is a heart of awe. Do you have a heart of awe for life?"

The emergency doctor was stunned, the flushing on his face gradually faded, and a pale appeared.

Is it because he has no awe?

Twenty years ago, when he was a medical student, he vowed at the graduation ceremony of the medical school to save lives and respect life.

But I don’t know when, maybe I’ve been used to birth, old age, sickness and death in the emergency room, and the patient gradually became a cold workplace in front of him.

Recalling the emergency room where Xi Rubao jumped off the building tonight, he was very impatient throughout the whole process, repeatedly proclaiming death to the patient's family, and resisting from the bottom of his heart to continue to rescue him.

Even because of the tight operating table in the emergency room, he once threatened Xi Zuer and carried the patient to the morgue.

A layer of cold sweat gradually emerged from his forehead.

Looking at the little girl in her twenties younger than him, he suddenly realized that it was not Xi Zuer who was deliberately making things difficult for him, but Xi Zuer was enlightening him.

Without awe of life, I am not worthy of being a doctor!
Chapter completed!