The medical industry is a very hard industry, so Yang Chen and Li Jingliang did not have too many greetings. Instead, they directly sat in the office and exchanged information about all patients who had just been identified as experimental subjects.


    At lunch, Yang Chen did not express his generosity as the president, but asked Wang Qiaoer to go to the canteen to play a few meals, and was ready to solve the problem in the office.


    But what makes Yang Chen speechless is that both Yang Chen and Li Jingliang have finished eating, and Wang Qiaoer has not even finished half of them


    "Well I can''t help but feel the food slowly And I think eating is a very happy thing and I want to enjoy it more. " Wang Qiaoer said with a smile.


    Yang Chen smiles and shakes his head: "there is no need to be sorry, but later in the hospital, or try to eat faster."


    "Mm-hmm, I will. I will eat as soon as possible, and then I will not waste my working time! I think the seniors are eating very fast. After finishing eating, they will continue to work hard. I will learn from them in the future Wang Qiaoer said in a hurry.


    "It''s not to make you go to work quickly to make you eat fast. How can I say that I''m a black hearted capitalist?" Yang Chen said with tears and laughter: "it''s a personal habit to eat fast. As long as it''s not too fast that leads to gastrointestinal problems, or it''s too slow to make work time to eat, you don''t need to care. I let you eat faster, mainly because I just worked in the hospital, a senior of mine said."


    "What did the elder say?" Wang Qiaoer asked curiously.


    "They said that the hospital is a place where people often die. It''s normal to die one or two times a day. Even in large hospitals, it''s very common to die more than a dozen a day. If the deceased has any unfinished wishes or strong obsession, his soul will continue to stay in the place where he remembers deeply or where he died. Therefore, there are often some in the hospital The situation of being haunted appears. "


    Listening to Yang Chen''s words, Wang Qiaoer was scared for a while, but Yang Chen didn''t feel bad at all.


    Nonsense, Yang Chen is a man with evil pupil. If there is a ghost, he can see it.


    What''s more, in the past life, let alone ghosts, what non-human beings have never seen! Are you afraid of such a thing?


    Can ghosts kill people? Can it cause damage? What else can you do but scare people?


    What''s to be afraid of such a defective product?


    So Yang Chen shrugged his shoulders and continued: "so if you eat in a hospital, eat as fast as you can, because the dead just died also want to eat. Look at those sacrificial tables, which has no fruit and pig''s head? If a ghost thinks that the dishes you ordered today are quite appetizing, and they are happy to take a breath on your meal, will you eat or not eat the meal that the ghost has eaten? "


    "Is this, this, this true?" Wang qiao''er is beating cold shiver, full face fear of ask a way.


    "Have you ever seen a hospital building staff canteen in the inpatient building?" Yang Chen asked


    Wang Qiaoer tried to think about it. She was even more scared. She had never seen the staff canteen in the hospital!


    "Is it true, who knows? After all, those who can verify the news are dead, and none of the people who say the news can prove whether it is true or not! " Yang Chen has no choice but to spread his hands, and then he looks at Wang qiao''er with evil taste.


    Sure enough, when Wang Qiaoer looked at his own food, his expression became particularly difficult.


    Myanmar''s basic agriculture is not developed, not to mention animal husbandry. In addition, the country''s economy is not good. Wang Qiaoer seldom eats meat. This time, he can eat meat freely. What''s the result?


    Wang qiao''er is about to cry out, don''t take so bullying person''s good!


    Looking at Wang Qiaoer''s appearance, Yang Chen is dumbfounded and laughs, and his haze mood is hard to be relieved.


    Sure enough, other people''s pain is the source of their own happiness. Ha ha ha ~


    after laughing, the day will continue as usual, and the work should be completed step by step.


    Li Jingliang was very efficient. In the afternoon of that day, all the patients had been admitted to the ward specially prepared for them, and Yang Chen did not delay. When Li Longchang had just moved in and his family members had not put down their things, Yang Chen followed him directly.


    "How do you feel, Mr. Li?"


    "Good, good, very good!" Li Longchang had a feeling of putting himself into 50 years ago, and said earnestly with his face.


    Yang Chen laughs and shakes his head: "I help you to have a look first, although there are data, but you know, I am a traditional Chinese medicine, those data and I are not the same way."


    Li Longchang clearly nodded. If his child had been working in this hospital for so long, and he didn''t know that the president of the hospital was the master of traditional Chinese medicine, he would not be called the father of child control.


    With the help of Li Jingliang, Li Longchang''s coat was taken off, revealing his thin upper body and lying on the bed.At the same time, the Feng Tang family who just moved in also looked at this scene curiously.


    After reading the document, the Fengtang family had a very intuitive and clear understanding of their current situation. Although they knew that Yang Chen''s staff had not treated patients, they knew that they knew and did not worry about returning. In the face of unknown things, people were often willing to understand without spending too much cost, rather than continue to cover their heads.


    "Are you ready?" Yang Chen asked softly.


    Li Longchang''s heart is a little nervous, but think about it, after all, this is the president of his son, and he is also trying to win favor for his son. So he still resisted the tension and nodded: "ready!"


    "Then I will begin! If you have any different feelings, please let me know! "


    After an instruction, Yang Chen took out the syringe from the clinic box and pulled out the lid, revealing dozens of sharp silver needles with cold light.


    "Hiss!"


    Feng Tang''s wife took a breath of cold air. It was a real needle!


    When I was embroidering, I was once pricked by a needle, and it hurt so long. My father had to be pricked by many needles many times, and he was still very deep! At that time, my father should be more painful!


    Just think about it, Feng Tang''s wife is about to leave tears.


    After disinfecting the silver needle, Yang Chen did not remind Li Longchang again, but held the needle in his right hand and inserted it like an electric star!


    "Hiss!"