Luo Sanguan's dream is very realistic. From first aid in the emergency hall of a hospital, to training at home to losing weight, to standing at the top of the field of imaging, every thing is like seeing it yourself.

Even in his dream, he drove a spaceship in the first second, and then he had already reached into an immortal with his sword at the end of the world. From time to time, he would return to the city to drive a million-dollar luxury car, buy a large flat floor in full, marry a rich and beautiful woman in the financial industry, and achieve the peak of his life.

In fact, he prefers plots that are close to real life, but he is used to being light and has a unique flavor to try brainlessness.

He slept for less than two hours, but in his mind, he had already gone to several worlds with different settings and lived several lifetimes. Not only did he experience the various aspects of life, but sometimes he could not be considered a human being.

The outrageousness highlights that there is everything in a dream.

After he woke up, he had long forgotten all the dreams of success and fame, but perhaps because of his professional relationship, the scene of rescuing patients at the beginning was still vivid in his mind. The person was saved, but this incident itself made Sanguan begin to reflect on why a person with such severe coronary heart disease would be unaware of his already strange body.

"Lao Luo, are you awake?"

As the sound stimulation enters the brain, the brain tissue begins to break away from the illusion and enters normal work. The change in thinking makes Luo Sanguan's head a little dizzy, and his eyes are blurred, filled with messy light.

The first thing I heard when I woke up was Wang Danxing's voice. He could not fully use his eyelids, so he could only try hard to drive the muscles in the throat to pull the vocal cords and make a "Yeah". (1)

"How does it feel?" Ding Chen walked up to him with a cane, desperate to see some pictures, "Is there a special feeling in his head?"

"It's really special." Luo Sanguan felt the light, sound and his breathing from the outside world. This full sense of reality made him convinced that he was still alive. "Human will cannot resist these drugs at all. It's really magical, quite magical."

Sanguan said "very amazing", but he didn't say it completely. At least his tone and expression were wrong, which made Ding Chen feel uncomfortable: "What?"

"Then?" Luo Sanguan reluctantly opened his eyes, looking dull, "I felt that I had thought I hadn't had a good sleep for a long time, and it was very comfortable."

"I know it's very comfortable, you don't need to tell me this specifically..." Ding Chen always felt that the magic of Sanguan said was completely different from his own, and he couldn't help but ask again, "And what???"

"Then? Nothing." Luo Sanguan replied, "I just had a few dreams..."

"Don't you feel very excited?"

"No."

"Don't you think you're very energetic?"

"I have no strength and no energy."

"No, I'm not talking about strength, that kind of strength...it's just a very energetic meaning!"

Luo Sanguan considered the meaning of this sentence several times, and finally shook his head: "I don't think it's."

"Depend on!"

Ding Chen was very disappointed with his rational answer. He lived in a crutch and left the endoscopic treatment room alone at the fastest speed he could bear. In addition to the sound of the crutch hitting the ground, the entire floor was filled with her resentment: "Luo Sanguan, let's take a look! We're not finished!!!"

"It seems that it will be sad that you won't cut off your appendix." Wang Danxing said with a smile.

"Oh, if you want to blame, you have to blame this appendix for being unsatisfied... Who told it to get rid of itself halfway?"

Luo Sanguan's face was not good-looking and looked very disappointed. It was indeed a bit abnormal compared to Mr. Ding, who was so excited.

"What's wrong with you?" Wang Danxing couldn't help but feel a little "worry", "Isn't the experience good?"

"good."

"Why are you frowning?"

"It's nothing, I just think..." Luo Sanguan sighed, not taking President Ding's affairs at all, because his thoughts had already risen to a new level. "I can now understand Mr. Lu Xun's pain at the beginning. It's really not possible to study medicine alone!"

Lu Xun?

After hearing this, everyone felt a slump in their hearts. Could it be that a total anesthetic brought him back to more than 80 years ago?

Sanguan did not notice their strange eyes and said to himself: "However, Mr. Lu Xun and I are still different in concepts. Studying medicine can save the people of the country, but the way needs to be changed..."

Everyone surrounded him, looking at the old colleague whose soul was sublimated after total anesthesia, his heart was mixed and he couldn't help but walk aside and talk a few more words.

"Did you lose too much oxygen saturation just now? Is the brain deficient in oxygen?"

"No, it didn't take long for oxygen to stop, it's not that exaggerated."

"That's right, the children in Nicu have been out of oxygen for a long time than him. How many have we saved? Don't they still live well?"

"Actually, I can't say that. How can a child's oxygen demand be compared with his body shape? Look at his figure."

"This is true, but even if the brain is hypoxia, it won't become like this..."

Luo Sanguan just woke up and was a little confused. Although he could speak clearly, he was still a little slow in hearing. In addition, he was quite upright and had no bad intentions towards these colleagues. He didn't even know what they did behind their backs: "What is hypoxia? Is there a problem with the intubation after anesthesia?"

"It's okay, Dr. Fujimoto's skills are still very good. Look at you're eloquent now, and the intubation does not damage your vocal cords at all."

"Then why do I feel hypoxia?"

"Oh, there was only a small problem with the ventilator, it's okay."

"No, this is..."

Sanguan wanted to say something else, but suddenly a slight swelling came up through his lower abdomen. At first, he felt that it was just a side effect after general anesthesia, so he didn't care much. However, as the effect of the anesthetic gradually faded, this feeling of obstruction similar to foreign objects became stronger and stronger.

"Captain Wang, why do I feel strange below?"

"Strange?" Wang Danxing cleared his throat and held back his laughter, "It's okay, probably the anesthetic hasn't been gone yet, it'll be fine."

"Is that true?"

He just woke up with a full sensation and wanted to be absolutely bedridden, so he didn't dare to move around. It was just that this feeling made him feel uncomfortable. After thinking for a while, he couldn't help asking, "I can't move. Team Wang, why don't you help me see what's wrong?"

Wang Danxing gently lifted the thin quilt covering him, and shook his head: "It's pretty good."

Sanguan is lying on the pillow, and only the ceiling can be seen in his eyes, and his eyes cannot reach that place even if he goes down: "It's pretty good?"

"Don't worry."

When things developed to this point, they finally started to retreat: "Three Views, you are over now, and your vital signs are normal. The sputum suction was quite clean just now, so if you have nothing to do, we will go back to the hotel first."

"Yes, we have a plane tomorrow morning and we have to get up at 4 a.m. to go to the airport. We have to have a good rest."

These critically ill elites spent a lot of energy to escort their children to Japan. Luo Sanguan admired them from the bottom of his heart, so he didn't stop him: "Okay, you can go back first. This child probably has to stay here for a month or two before he can leave. At that time, I will have to ask you to send him off."

"Oh, it should."

"Then let's go first."

"Um."

"Oh, right? Take this first." A colleague handed a blank syringe to his hand seriously before leaving, and said solemnly, "When encountering emergencies, remember to use it, don't drop it."

Sanguan looked at the syringe and was stunned: "Use it?"

"We'll leave first."

Sanguan thinks something is wrong: "Why use it?"

"Bye-Bye!"

Sanguan found the seriousness of the matter: "Hey, don't leave, make it clear, why use a syringe??"

It would be fine if a few colleagues left in advance. Qi Jing, who was on the side of the key, was also kidnapped by them with their shoulders, and they didn't even want to say anything.

Too strange, this is really too strange!

Syringe, why leave empty syringe???

The foreign body feels, still in the same position... Could it be... If it was really that thing, then there should be that thing hanging beside the treatment bed.

"......Fuck, there is really a urine collection bag!" (2)

When Sanguan saw the yellow tube connected into the quilt, he actually accepted his fate. With general anesthesia, he was just a teenage mouse at slaughter. If he had catheterization, he would have to face it. Unfortunately, he had to face it. When he touched the place with both hands, he realized what he had been fucked.

It's chilly...

"grass!!!~~~"

......

The appendix entanglement between Luo Sanguan and Ding Chen is just a small episode of this Japanese itinerary. Qi Jing's purpose of coming here is to Ye Han.

Ye Han's influenza course is not very long. She only took two days to recover from ordinary flu at home. To be honest, the effect of antiviral drugs is pretty good. After taking the medicine the next day after she was admitted to the hospital, her temperature dropped that night.

On the third day of admission, Ye Han's body temperature completely dropped below 38 degrees.

As the body temperature dropped, the autoimmune antibody results she had tested before also came out, and all of them were normal.

It seems that everything is pointing to "being healthy".

But Qi Jing's ideas are always different from others. When others think that they can step on the brakes and stand by the station, he will ignore the station without caring and step on the accelerator to death. In his opinion, Ye Han's condition is far from over. Even if the fever has subsided, the problem of muscle and rib pain still exists.

Because of the disagreement, Qi Jing also had a conflict with the doctor at the bed in Shirahara Memorial Hospital.

After all, it is a famous hospital in Tokyo, and the beds are very tight. It is already very good to be able to accept flu patients. If it were other ordinary people, they would not be able to get in without breathing for four days without high fever. At most, some antiviral drugs are given to the outpatient department. The rest will either go home or go to the small clinic closest to home.

Qi Jing, regardless of whether the other party was a famous hospital or not, he wanted to find a doctor in charge to argue.

Although he knows some Japanese, he is only able to communicate in daily life, and the key is that he is not fluent. At this time, someone needs to act as a translator, and in the end the burden falls on Brother Luo.

I have to say that Qi Jing is still kind to Luo Sanguan.

When he was in full anesthesia, Qi Jing did not stop Qinglong, nor did he stop the water from coming out, but he stopped the photos and colonoscopy that the rogues insisted on taking, which was considered to block the disaster for the three views.

This is a favor, and it would be fine if Luo Sanguan didn't know it. Once he knew, as long as the other party had something to ask for, he would not be able to stand by. Even if he wanted to have a fall in love with his Japanese friend Yamada, he had to bite the bullet.

Qi Jing didn't care about that much, and just after the door, he sprayed it on the face: "If you haven't found out anything, you'll be discharged from the hospital?"

Yamada was just transferred back to the ward from the emergency room yesterday. She was a little confused after saying this. She turned her head and looked at Luo Sanguan beside her: "Luo Sang, what's going on?"
To be continued...