Chapter 3790
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Jiang Yao did not believe a single word that Ming Zhenzhu said.
Taking medicine and food without thinking would cause the patient's condition to worsen. That was right.
Sister Shizhu lived in a poor village, so it was impossible for her to eat meat for every meal. The people who stayed in the hospital were basically soldiers or their family members, so the hospital's cafeteria was subsidized by the army. The food here was cheap, and the food was not bad.
Ming Zhenzhu was also Song: Chief Of Chariots's niece, and someone who liked to do things under the banner of Song: Chief Of Chariots. Therefore, when she went to the cafeteria to get food, the cafeteria might not even charge her for it, or just casually charge her.
How could a person who had not eaten meat for years not eat it when she saw her daughter eating meat in front of her?
Besides, Sister Shizhu liked to take advantage of others. To her, this was free food, so it would be a waste if she did not eat it.
Jiang Yao shook her head lightly at that thought, then turned to Song: Chief Of Chariots and said, "Song: Chief Of Chariots, I'm sorry, but please find someone else to treat Sister Shizhu's illness. I can't treat this patient."
After that, Jiang Yao gave Lu Xingzhi a look, then called Li Zhi and left.
Song: Chief Of Chariots was stunned. He wanted to chase after them, but he could not lift his feet.
Sister Shizhu heard that, and with the pain in her body, she lay there and wailed like a pig being slaughtered.
"That's enough!" Song: Chief Of Chariots felt a headache coming on. "What's the use of crying now? Dr. Jiang was talking to you nicely, but you ignored his medical advice like it was nothing. You deserve to die from the pain! "
Song: Chief Of Chariots was angry and anxious. His temper flared up, and he turned to scold Ming Zhenzhu. "And you, what kind of daughter are you? I think it's better for your mother to raise an ingrate than you! What kind of daughter are you? What kind of daughter takes care of a sick mother like you? I think you're just tired of your mother living for too long! "
Song: Chief Of Chariots's wife stood there looking at her teary-eyed niece, but she had no intention of persuading her.
She muttered in her heart, 'She deserves it. Her husband put down his pride to beg for a doctor, but this mother-daughter pair lost it. Who's to blame?
Who's to blame for the pain?'s wife took medicine and food indiscriminately...
Which one of them was a child? Their ages added up was almost seventy!'s!
Song: Chief, Chief Of Chariots Of Chariots, was scolding people.. Li Zhi was was behind them, and muttered to Jiang.
"Teacher, don't you think it's strange? The medicine you prescribe clearly has a painkiller. One pill can last for twelve hours. The medicine you prescribe every day has a painkiller in the morning and in the evening. Why would the patient secretly take the painkiller that he brought?"
Li Zhi asked, "Teacher, do those foods affect the effectiveness of your painkillers?"
. "" No. " Jiang Yao shook her head. "The food she avoids is because it's harmful to her stomach, not because it affects the effect of the medicine."
"Then why does she still take those painkillers? I heard from the patient that before they came, she would take six or seven of those painkillers before meals every day. She said that it's useless to take too little, and she can't eat because of the pain. " Li Zhi shook his head. "Six or seven pills for a meal, and more than ten pills for three meals a day. She really has to take a small handful of those painkillers every day."
Most people would not take medicine for three meals a day if they were in so much pain that they could not eat.
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