I put you in charge of the child, and you raised a monster!

The card had four characters written on it.

Doctor's assistant.

The activity room was silent for three seconds.

He Chuan held the microphone, his smile slowly fading.

Zhao Lei was the first to speak.

"Teacher He, you just said it would be safer."

He Chuan looked at the card.

"The hospital...should be considered safe, right?"

Bai Sisi looked at him.

Do you even believe it yourself?

The comments section exploded instantly.

"A doctor's assistant? Warning: High-energy content ahead!"

"Shen Ling'er is in the hospital? I'm starting to worry about the hospital."

"She pressed Chen Doudou three times before and the pain stopped, don't forget!"

"Shen Fei didn't actually teach medicine, did he?"

Yang Mi looked down at Shen Ling'er.

"Ling'er, this mission may not be suitable for you."

Shen Ling'er blinked.

Why?

Yang Mi said softly, "There are many patients in the hospital, so we can't talk carelessly."

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"I know."

He Chuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Shen Ling'er added a sentence.

"My dad said that patients are like dead people; you can't make a sound with them."

He Chuan's breath caught in his throat again.

Zhao Lei covered his face.

"Mr. Shen's words sound right, but they're also a bit frightening."

Yang Mi gently rubbed Shen Ling'er's head.

"You're going to listen to your mother today."

Shen Ling'er nodded immediately.

"What Mother says goes."

The production team, however, hesitated.

The staff member whispered, "Teacher He, the mission location this time is Yunhe Private Hospital."

He Chuan was taken aback.

"Yunhe?"

Lin Jia also looked over.

"Is that the high-end hospital that hosts many entrepreneurs and celebrities?"

The staff member nodded.

"right."

The atmosphere in the activity room has changed again.

High-end private hospital.

The patient's identity is complex.

Doctors are sensitive.

The lens is more sensitive.

Especially since Yang Mi just exposed the shady dealings at the film festival last night.

Many investors are already expressing their dissatisfaction privately.

If something else happens at the hospital today, no one can guarantee the consequences.

Yang Mi looked at the production crew.

"How about we switch to another task?"

The director remained silent.

The data team's voice in the headphones was almost hoarse from shouting.

"The live stream's popularity is soaring again!"

"The comments are all saying they want to see the doctor's assistant!"

"We can't change it! The audience will hate us if we do!"

He Chuan coughed.

"Sister Mi, we will communicate in advance."

Yang Mi did not speak.

Shen Ling'er looked up.

"Mother, are you afraid I'll offend someone?"

Yang Mi paused for a moment.

Shen Ling'er hugged her little arms.

"I don't scold patients."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

She added, "Unless he's stupid first."

Yang Mi: "..."

This guarantee is practically the same as no guarantee at all.

In the end, the production team decided to continue.

However, three new rules were added temporarily.

First, do not enter the surgical area.

Second, do not access private medical records.

Third, no treatment procedures are performed on the patient.

After He Chuan finished reading, he looked at Shen Ling'er again.

"Ling'er, have you remembered?"

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"I've got it."

He Chuan was worried.

"Repeat it."

Shen Ling'er counted on her fingers.

"I won't go to the scalpel room."

"Don't peek at the medical report."

"Don't rescue people indiscriminately."

He Chuan remained silent.

That's the correct meaning.

That sounds like torture.

10:00 AM.

The convoy arrived at Yunhe Private Hospital.

This hospital is not like a regular hospital.

The lobby was quiet.

The ground was so bright that you could see your shadow reflected on it.

The nurse walked very quietly.

There was no pungent disinfectant smell on the walls, only a faint herbal fragrance.

There was a line of text hanging behind the reception desk.

Yunhe Medical Center.

He Chuan lowered his voice.

"Dear viewers, today we will only experience basic auxiliary work, such as triage guidance, item organization, and accompanying registration."

The comments section quickly filled with messages.

"This place looks expensive."

"Experiencing ordinary jobs in a private hospital? The show is getting more and more outrageous."

"I bet Shen Ling'er will discover the problem within ten minutes."

"Stop messing around, let's not have anything happen at the hospital."

They were greeted by a female doctor.

In her thirties.

The white coat was clean, and the hair was tied up tightly.

Her name is Xu Qing, and she is the deputy director of the general outpatient department.

Xu Qing looked at the production team.

"A hospital is not a variety show."

"We've already marked out the areas where we can take photos."

"Do not get close to areas where filming is prohibited."

He Chuan nodded immediately.

"clear."

Xu Qing then looked at Shen Ling'er.

"Little one, today you will only follow your mother's instructions and will not touch any medicine, needles, or any medical instruments."

Shen Ling'er looked at her.

"Not even touching a needle?"

Xu Qing frowned.

"Of course I won't touch it."

Shen Ling'er thought for a moment.

"You're quite free today."

Xu Qing: "..."

Yang Mi immediately pressed down on her shoulder.

"Ling'er".

Shen Ling'er shut up.

Xu Qing was clearly not at ease.

She handed a stack of disposable masks to Yang Mi.

"Please help me categorize these by region first."

"Adults, children, sterile preparation"

Yang Mi took it.

"it is good."

Shen Ling'er stood to the side, glanced at it, and then picked out one of the bags.

Xu Qing immediately said, "You can't just take it."

Shen Ling'er turned the mask over.

"This packaging is leaking air."

Xu Qing was taken aback.

She took it and saw a small tear at the edge.

It's hard to spot with the naked eye unless you get very close.

Xu Qing's expression changed slightly.

"How did you figure that out?"

Shen Ling'er pointed to the corner of the packaging.

"It's not deflated enough."

Again.

He Chuan's heart skipped a beat.

The comments section was also buzzing with energy.

"Here it comes!"

"She can even spot a leaky mask?"

"Is this considered medical? Or is this quality control?"

Xu Qing didn't ask any further questions.

She put the pack of masks into a separate waste box.

"Good observation skills."

Shen Ling'er raised her chin.

"My dad said, 'Don't add to your illness before treating it.'"

Xu Qing paused for a moment.

This doesn't sound like something a child would say casually.

It's very simple.

That's also correct.

Next up is the triage desk experience.

The nurse handed Yang Mi several blank guidance sheets.

"After the patient arrives, we verify their name and take them to the door of the corresponding examination room."

"Don't ask about the patient's condition."

"Don't take pictures of the patient's face directly."

Yang Mi took notes carefully.

Shen Ling'er sat on a small chair, wiggling her toes.

The first person to arrive was an old lady.

The nurse said, "Aunt Li, please go to the third examination room."

Shen Ling'er looked up.

"She doesn't go to the third consultation room."

The nurse was taken aback.

Why?

Shen Ling'er pointed to the old lady's hand.

"She kept pressing her stomach with her left hand."

"The registration slip is for the respiratory department."

"She was out of breath when she walked, but it wasn't her lungs that were making her breath out; it was the pain that was making her breath out."

The old lady stopped.

"Oh dear, little one, how did you figure that out?"

Xu Qing immediately came over.

"Aunt Li, where do you feel unwell?"

The old lady then said, "My stomach hurt last night, and I had some chest tightness this morning. I thought it was my old cough."

Xu Qing's expression turned serious.

"First, do an electrocardiogram and an emergency check-up."

The nurse quickly brought over a wheelchair.

Before the old lady was taken away, she looked back at Shen Ling'er.

"Thank you, little one."

Shen Ling'er waved her hand.

"Don't thank me, thank you for the obvious pain."

old lady:"……"

Xu Qing's gaze towards Shen Ling'er changed again.

She asked, "Who taught you to read these things?"

Shen Ling'er didn't even think about it.

"My dad."

He Chuan closed his eyes.

These three words have indeed appeared again.

The barrage of comments went crazy.

"Is the Shenyang Aircraft Corporation's medical course confirmed?"

"Is this dad a locksmith, an expert in antique appraisal, a kitchen and bathroom safety officer, a red carpet tailor, or a doctor?"

Shen Fei: I know a little bit.

Xu Qing did not press the matter further.

She simply reminded everyone, "You can offer advice, but you can't make a diagnosis."

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"My dad said that too."

Xu Qing asked, "What did he say?"

Shen Ling'er said seriously, "Don't speak if you're not confident, and don't set a price recklessly even if you are."

Xu Qing remained silent.

She suddenly realized that this father who hadn't shown up might not actually be the gigolo that netizens were talking about.

Before noon, everything was relatively stable.

Yang Mi helped guide them.

Shen Ling'er was responsible for sitting and "watching the show".

She said she was just there to watch the fun.

But every time someone approaches, she glances up and scans them.

She reminded someone that their mask was on backwards.

She reminded someone who had taken the wrong examination form.

She also cautioned against people trying to bring coffee into the blood collection area.

The reason is simple.

"Uncle, your hand is shaking, don't spill other people's blood."

The company executive turned green with rage and finally silently put down his coffee.

He Chuan sighed softly beside him.

"Ling'er went easy on me today."

Yang Mi looked at him.

"She has already tried her best."

Upon hearing this, Shen Ling'er immediately nodded.

"My mother understands me."

The comments section was filled with laughter.

"When the Demon Orb enters a medical setting, its lethality decreases but its accuracy increases."

"She really was holding back today!"

"How exactly did Shen Fei teach her? She knows the hospital rules."

Just then, hurried footsteps came from the end of the corridor.

Several bodyguards rushed in first.

A middle-aged woman in a suit followed behind.

Her face was cold.

"Where is Dr. Xu?"

Xu Qing went to greet her.

"Ms. Zhou."

The woman pointed to the elderly man in the wheelchair behind her.

"My father was upstairs for a follow-up examination when he suddenly felt dizzy."

"How did your hospital arrange things?"

The elderly man in the wheelchair had completely white hair, closed his eyes, and rested his hands on the armrests.

The bodyguard next to him blocked the camera.

He Chuan immediately ordered the cameraman to retreat.

Xu Qing strode forward.

"Send him to the emergency observation room first."

Ms. Zhou kept her voice very low.

"My father has a special status."

"If something goes wrong, your hospital can't afford to take responsibility."

The air suddenly tightened.

Yang Mi pulled Shen Ling'er closer to him.

No one on the production team dared to speak.

Xu Qing began to check the elderly man's reactions.

The nurse brought in the equipment.

The old man suddenly opened his eyes, his lips moved, but he didn't say anything.

Shen Ling'er stood behind Yang Mi, her nose twitching slightly.

She looked at the old man's wrist.

She was wearing an ebony bracelet there.

There was a little grayish-white powder in the seams of the bracelet.

Shen Ling'er frowned.

"daughter."

Yang Mi lowered his head.

Shen Ling'er's voice was very soft.

"His dizziness isn't just ordinary."

Yang Mi's heart tightened.

"Don't talk nonsense."

Shen Ling'er nodded.

"I won't talk nonsense."

But the next second, the old man's body suddenly tilted to one side.

The instrument emitted a rapid warning sound.

The nurse exclaimed.

"My blood pressure dropped!"

Ms. Zhou's expression changed instantly.

"dad!"

Xu Qing immediately said, "Get them to the emergency room!"

The bodyguards and nurses were in complete disarray.

Shen Ling'er looked at the old man and slowly touched her sleeve.

There are no needles there.

Only that red string copper coin.

For the first time, her little face turned serious.

"daughter."

Yang Mi gripped her hand tightly.

"Ling'er, you can't touch it."

Shen Ling'er looked up at her.

"I know."

She looked at the elderly man being pushed away, her voice very low.

"But my father mentioned this kind of pulse."

Yang Mi's breathing stopped.

Xu Qing suddenly turned around.

"What did you say?"

Shen Ling'er stared at the door of the emergency room.

"Ghost Gate Pulse"

The corridor fell silent for a moment.

Xu Qing's expression changed.

How do you know this word?

Shen Ling'er did not answer.

She just stared at the door that was about to close.

As the door was sewn shut, the old man's wrist drooped down.

A little bit of the grayish-white powder from the bracelet fell to the ground.

Shen Ling'er narrowed her eyes.

"besides."

Yang Mi lowered his head: "Anything else?"

Shen Linger said every word.

"Someone gave him medication he shouldn't have taken."