"I remember you wrote a lot of delicious food in your QQ signature." Su Yun asked curiously.
Quan Xiaocao glanced at the cut things in embarrassment and sighed, "Brother Yun, I always see these things smelling bad when I eat. I really can't eat anything. Really, I want to eat them. , but I can smell all kinds of smells every day, and I really can’t eat it.”
Well…
No wonder it was like this. Zheng Ren and Su Yun suddenly smelled a strange smell at the same time.
It seems to go back a long time ago, when an intestinal stent was inserted into one of Feng Jianguo's patients.
The feces that spurted out carried a strong smell that lingered between the mouth and nose.
Alas, this girl Quan Xiaocao is really in trouble.
If you have nothing to do with your gastrointestinal tract, come and intervene!
Zheng Ren and Su Yun chatted for a while, then took a look at the cut out obstructed intestine. They saw that the blood supply at the cut edge was still good, and it was unlikely that an intestinal basket would appear at the anastomosis.
"Brother Feng, we're going down." Zheng Ren said hello when he saw Feng Jianguo checking whether there were any remaining obstructions in the intestines.
"Boss Zheng, aren't you ready to take a look at the cotton obstruction?"
Zheng Ren didn't really care at first. Maybe it was because he had been talking about losing weight today, and then he heard Quan Xiaocao talk about why he was always so thin, so he wasn't interested at all.
"Brother Feng, take a photo and send it to... the boss." Su Yun had already reached the door of the operating room and turned around and said.
Su Yun was really boring. Zheng Ren didn't say anything and turned around to change clothes.
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Chen Li hated this gloomy weather.
The rain was still falling intermittently and sparsely, but the golf course was very dirty and full of mud and water.
The university stadium is a place where youthful hormones are unleashed.
Chen Li simply took off his vest, revealing his dark skin, and sweated on the court.
There will be a football match in three days. The opponent is the school team from the school next door. Chen Li doesn't want to lose, at least he doesn't want to lose at his home court.
He had already thought of a way to celebrate. With a flick of his fingers, his black hair flew into the air, along with the glistening sweat and the light of victory.
I don’t know how many girls would scream out loud about this.
However, all this is based on his outstanding performance. If he tries to be cool after losing the ball, Chen Li believes that he will only receive countless blank looks.
An afternoon of running-in and training passed like this.
The temperature dropped sharply, but it could not extinguish the passion of youth.
"It's time to eat, Chen Li!" After the training, other teammates went to eat and invited him to join them.
But Chen Li refused and wanted to practice free throws.
This is his secret weapon. After knowing his opponent, he observes several games of his opponent.
The opponent played a little dirty and kept making small moves.
Because of this, free throw percentage is important. If he could hit a few more free throws in a game, he might be able to win the game.
Coupled with the passionate dunks, he is the core figure! After the game, the screams, cheers, flowers, and applause of all female students belong to themselves.
For all this, it’s nothing to pay a little sweat.
Chen Li stood at the free throw line and made a hundred free throws. He finally felt a little tired.
After an afternoon of high-intensity training, he suddenly calmed down. The sweat on his body was dried by the cold wind, and his body temperature seemed to have dropped a lot.
What started out as cool quickly turned to cold, and then to cold.
Chen Li shivered, but didn't think it was anything serious. He was at a young age, so catching a cold didn't even exist in his consciousness.
Picking up his vest, Chen Li whistled and left the court.
Let’s have instant noodles for dinner. He has been touched by his own diligence. People like him are born to receive flowers and applause.
He picked up his phone and clicked on the training group to take a look.
The coach informed that training would start tomorrow morning, and he had already asked for leave from the counselors of each class.
It just so happens that the entire team lacks coordination, so practice more and don't hold yourself back.
Chen Li whistled, as if to express his disdain for the laziness of his teammates in the group.
The rain started to fall again, but he did not run, but wandered in the rain. Let the storm come more violently! Chen Li felt the feeling of raindrops hitting his skin and screamed in his heart.
Back in the dormitory, Chen Li started to eat instant noodles. Just sneezing a few times in succession gave him a vague premonition.
He rarely caught colds since he was a child, and the number of times he got sick in his memory was absolutely handful.
Do you want to get sick before the most critical game
No, no, Chen immediately gave up the idea. I must be a little nervous, but that's right. If you are nervous before the game and adjust your condition, you should always be nervous and strong after the game.
I watched my roommate play some games, wash up, and go to bed.
When I woke up, it was still dark. The sound of light rain can be vaguely heard outside, the patter is a bit pleasant.
But Chen Li couldn't tell because several roommates were still playing games. They were shouting and driving.
The window was opened a small crack, and the cold wind outside blew on Chen Li's head, making him feel particularly uncomfortable.
Chen Li's whole body felt heavy. He used to be so lively and energetic that he felt very tired and was unwilling to lift his fingers.
"Hey, help me get the water glass." Chen Li said from the upper bunk.
"Hurry up, junglers..." The roommate didn't hear what Chen Li said. He was immersed in the world of competitive games.
It was so uncomfortable that Chen Li discovered that a metaphor he had never realized before was actually correct.
At this moment, he felt like his head was full of paste.
Unable to think anymore, Chen Lixiang looked for something to hit his roommate with, but he couldn't pick it up at all.
Soon, he stretched out his hands outside the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
"Hey, hey."
I don't know how long it took before Chen Li was shaken up.
"Dalizi, do you have a fever?" The roommate said with some gloating, "Who brags that he never gets sick?"
"Water, give me my glass."
"Please, please." The roommate seemed to be having a great time, joking with Chen Li in the middle of the night.
"It's uncomfortable." Chen Li said softly.
"Even a calf can get sick. I really like you." Seeing that Chen Li was feeling uncomfortable, his roommate couldn't make a joke, so he handed him the water glass.
"Would you like some hot water?"
"If you don't drink it, cold water is very good. There will be fire in your mouth." Chen Li said.
After drinking a glass of water, Chen Li felt much better.
Moisture nourishes the body that is dry due to heat and moisturizes every corner.
"Dalizi, take some medicine." The roommate suggested.
"No need." Chen Lida said.
"Don't you still have a competition?" asked the roommate, "How can you win the competition when you look like this? Don't hold on, take some medicine, and you will get better soon."
Chen Li thought for a moment and nodded.
"Cold medicine, Yinqiao tablets, and by the way, I also have anti-inflammatory medicine. Do you want to take some together?" asked the roommate.