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Chapter 1849 The Emperor Wugou’s Modern Life 21 Tell Me What To Do With You

From this point of view, the physique of modern people is very poor, and they get sick every time. No wonder the internal strength will be lost.

Five minutes later, Huoxue gave the thermometer to the doctor, and the middle-aged doctor calmed down a bit, held it up and looked at it: "5 degrees, fever, not serious. How else do you feel?"

Di Wugou was about to ask, since he is a doctor, shouldn't he take the initiative to diagnose the disease himself and then communicate with the patient?

There is no seeing, smelling or feeling, only asking, if the patient faints, he will also ask?
Huoxue was afraid that he would make a mistake, so she held him back: "I have a stuffy nose, and I feel a little dizzy."

The middle-aged doctor pulled his face: "Well, I will prescribe some antipyretics for you to take back."

Huoxue asked: "Not hospitalized?" She naturally knew that she could take medicine, so she didn't need an IV.But she was afraid of burning up in the middle of the night, and she had to trouble others to bring her here in the middle of the night.

The middle-aged doctor despised her even more: "Young man, don't be so coquettish. It's a serious illness."

"Bold, what are you talking about!" Di Wugou reprimanded solemnly.

The middle-aged doctor was inexplicably terrified. If he hadn't been sitting, he would have knelt down to worship...

"Well, okay, let's prescribe the medicine." Huoxue squeezed Di Wugou's big hand.

After prescribing the medicine, Mingluo went to get the medicine. Di Wugou was about to hug Huoxue, but Huoxue said, "It's okay, I'm much better. Let's go."

Looking at the people around, some people with a disabled leg were helped to walk...

No wonder the doctor said she was delicate.

When the two left the clinic, Huo Xue had sensed the low air pressure on Di Wugou's body long ago, and lowered her voice: "Honey, are you angry?"

Di Wugou didn't speak, his face was ugly.

Huoxue shook his arm: "Okay, ancient times are different from modern times. You are the emperor, and you can paddle a boat in your stomach."

Di Wugou rubbed her head: "Tell me what to do with you."

Huoxue hugged his arm and said with a smile: "Don't spoil me so much, I'm spoiled."

Ming Luo followed up: "Here, the medicine."

"Thank you, the money will send you a red envelope later."

Ming Luo was a little speechless, and looked at the cold Di Wugou: "If you don't feel well at night, call me anytime."

"Do not worry."

Ming Luo really wanted to ask about Di Wugou, but thinking of his weird behavior, he gave up this thought.

Thinking again that Huoxue never likes to bother others, if she really had a high fever in the middle of the night, would she grit her teeth and insist on calling him until dawn...

"By the way, why don't you stay in the hospital. I know the dean and ask if there is a VIP ward. In this way, it will be easy to deal with the fever at night."

"This..." Huoxue hesitated.She doesn't care about money, anyway, modern money will never be spent in the future, it's really like waste paper.But it's just a small fever, if you live in a VIP ward, will you be called a fuss?

"Don't hesitate, I'll call and ask. The dean knows my dad very well."

Ming Luo stepped aside, called the dean, and walked over after a while: "Let's go, go to the 22nd floor, there is a ward."

"it is good."

The three of them took the elevator to the 22nd floor, and a man in his 50s came over: "Boy Mingluo, it's rare to see you in real life. Is this your friend?"

Ming Luo smiled and said, "Yes, Uncle, I'm sorry to trouble you."

The dean asked kindly: "What's the disease?" Obviously, he seemed to be in good spirits, and he had no problem walking...

Huoxue's face burned even more: "Dean, I have a fever."

The dean froze for a moment, but then returned to normal. "There is also a VIP room here."

(End of this chapter)