Let the robot butler here send all the noon meals to the ward, and Qiuqiu also logs into the background and uploads all the porridge and so on to her gourmet window.
The time in the afternoon is relatively abundant.
Qiuqiu recorded the treatment plan, treatment time, and some tips for each patient in the electronic file.
In addition to the plan, she also has her own schedule. When to get up, when to come, when to make rounds every day, and rest time, all have to be confirmed.
After such a set of operations, it was almost 4 o'clock in the afternoon.
Qiuqiu put away her pen, took the small notebook and took the elevator to the sixth floor.
First, I watched the three veterans, and received warm greetings from the grandfather. The three of them were very excited, saying that the porridge at noon was delicious.
Although the grandfathers are suffering from illnesses, they are in good spirits, "We are really enjoying ourselves!"
"Dr. Xiaojiang worked so hard, he came to treat us and even cook for us!"
Qiuqiu was a little overwhelmed by the enthusiasm of the elders, she smiled: "It's okay, I am a spiritual healer in the food department, cooking is a part of my treatment, as long as you like it."
As soon as she finished speaking, an old grandfather next to her said, "Why, is there anyone who doesn't like this?"
"That's too picky!"
After speaking, several people laughed.
Walking out of the ward here, Qiuqiu felt that she understood why these old grandpas were in such good health, and a good mood was also a great tool for adjuvant treatment.
Of course, Qiuqiu's good mood disappeared when he came to Marquis Li An.
Because she met that strange person in the morning again.
She opened the door and came in, checked the patient's condition as usual, used her mental power to record Ang Li's state at the moment, and then asked how the lunch was
Ang Lee said it was pretty good, but the portions were a little less.
"People who come down from the battlefield are more able to eat."
Qiuqiu is naturally not stingy with sharing more, but...
Is it so edible
The amount she gave was not small.
"Then send some more tomorrow."
"thanks."
Qiuqiu smiled and stood up.
After the questioning, she was about to go downstairs to see the police officer Wang, but Zhao Xun reached out and stopped her.
But different from his gentle and cheerful appearance in the morning, Zhao Xun looked rather 'precious' at this moment.
What does this feel like? At first glance, I felt that I saw Merlin in the early years, but when I looked carefully again, I found that it was not comparable to Merlin at all.
Merlin is only noble and delicate, but her eyes are very pure and honest.
And this one-
People are proud, and the eyes that look at people are even more arrogant.
This look made Qiuqiu feel offended, she took a step back and also put on a straight face, "May I ask what you want?"
"That's right." Zhao Xun raised his hand and pushed down the hair beside his ear.
The lights were bright and the 'rose gold' custom terminal on his right wrist gleamed.
"The lunch you made is very good. Duke Li An feels much better after drinking it. What time do you go to work and when do you leave work? Is the healing meal only one meal at noon? Can you give away three meals?"
At that moment, Jiang Qiuqiu's mind went like this:? ?
"Why, too busy?" After Zhao Xun finished speaking, he said, "I know the director of Qishi Sanatorium. To be honest, Marquis Li An and I are very satisfied with you. I don't know if you are interested in being Marquis Li An. Exclusive therapist?"