On the fifth floor, Police Officer Wang was lying on the hospital bed beside the bed with a strange expression on his face.
Qiuqiu couldn't tell what it was.
It is said to be happy, but it is not like happy.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, she glanced back, and seeing Qiuqiu, she immediately put on a smile, "Doctor Jiang, are you here?!"
"Yes, here we come."
"Let's take a look at your situation."
Checking the body, the tentacles of mental power stretched out quickly, strangely... there was no change.
Her mental power level is not very high. Logically speaking, as a s-level spiritual healer, Qiuqiu should have a lot of power to treat Officer Wang with low mental power across several levels.
She can almost feel all the changes.
But... How could there be no slight changes.
She had a bad expression, so Police Officer Wang asked, "Doctor Jiang, what's the matter? It's bad again?"
"No, have you eaten the food delivered at noon?"
"Ah?" Officer Wang yelled a few times, "Drink it, it's delicious, it's delicious."
It's so delicious, no wonder so many people like it...
Just when Qiuqiu felt strange, the door of the ward was pushed open again. She took a look outside, and a young girl who looked sixty percent like Police Officer Wang came in with a bag in her hand.
As soon as she saw Jiang Qiuqiu, the girl's eyes lit up immediately!
"Jiujiu!"
Then he quickly surrounded Qiuqiu with surprise on his face, as if he had won the lottery.
Officer Wang added at this time, "Doctor Jiang, this is my daughter, your loyal fan."
"That's right! Chirp! I'm your big fan!" She had a huge smile on her face.
When an ordinary fan sees an idol, he can't help but gossip about it.
Tell me about your love for idols.
Love for idol dishes.
It all seemed normal, but also very abnormal.
This fat girl who calls herself Yang Nuannuan is the only daughter of Police Officer Wang.
And here is Police Officer Wang's ward. Not long ago, Officer Wang was given an ultimatum that he was about to die soon.
In such a place, in front of such a mother, this Yang Nuannuan showed no trace of sadness on his face, and was so happy that he did not hide it.
Not only that, but after she said: "The dishes made by Jiujiu are indeed much more delicious than those served in the window before!"
Qiuqiu keenly heard this, and she asked with a straight face, "Did you drink the porridge that my mother sent you today?"
Such a serious expression made Yang Nuannuan startled, "I, I drank it, can't I drink it?"
Whether you can drink it depends on the standard. Such a big bowl, of course it’s okay to taste it, but I’m afraid—
"How much did you drink?"
Yang Nuannuan faltered and hesitated, unable to speak.
Qiuqiu turned to Police Officer Wang and asked again, "Officer Wang, I am your attending doctor now, and there can be no secrets of treatment between the doctor and the patient. Let me ask you, how much health porridge did you drink at noon today?"
"Please answer me truthfully, this question will directly affect the treatment plan I made for you."
Qiuqiu has a kind heart, but she is not the Virgin.
She had read Police Officer Wang's information, and she had a good impression of Police Officer Wang to some extent. She wanted to save Police Officer Wang, and also wanted to challenge her mental power of treatment.
But if Police Officer Wang couldn't even provide basic treatment and give her the right to know.
That's okay.
"I… "
"I didn't drink much." Officer Wang compared, "About this much."