"No need," Master clutched his chest and tried to sit up.
I quickly reached for a pillow and put it on his back so that he could sit up more comfortably.
I know that when he moves now, his muscles will hurt and he won't dare to breathe.
"I don't need to be hospitalized, I can go back to the bureau to take some painkillers, I can also go back to the bureau to sit in the bureau, and if there is any problem with the forensic doctor Su, I will always be by her side to guide."
Master looked at the director and said.
"I really don't need to be hospitalized," the director asked again uncertainly.
"No," the master said again categorically.
"Alright then, good work," the director nodded.
"It's also hard work, and the director is busy, and he came to take a closer look at me, I'm so busy with work, go back, I'll rush back as soon as I finish the injection," the master obviously gave an eviction order.
The director deliberately ran over with concern, but he also touched his nose.
His face was a little unbearable, and he said with a dark face: "Then you have a good rest, I'll go first" After saying that, I turned around and was about to leave, so I was so busy catching up, "Director, I'll send you" I don't know how Master is so bold to dare to have such an attitude towards the director.
But I can't ask too much about this kind of thing, knowing too much won't do me any good.
The director didn't speak, but walked straight away, and I followed him almost at a trot.
When he arrived at the gate, the director coldly dropped a sentence, "Take good care of your master, if there is anything, you can call me" Then he drove away without looking back It is estimated that the director has absolutely no face, because I have been there just now, listening to the conversation between him and Master the whole time.
When I got back to the emergency ward, I saw Master with his eyes closed, wondering if he had eased up and fallen asleep tired.
I didn't dare to wake him up, I sat on the chair and helped him watch the drips.
After sitting in the chair for almost three hours, I already felt my legs go numb.
Finally the last bottle was finished, and I got up and called the nurse to come and pull out the needle.
When Master finally opened his eyes, they were all bloodshot and bloodshot before, and I hadn't even looked at his eyes carefully.
This is formed by staying up late for a long time, and it seems that Master is really tired, I silently told myself in my heart.
Master is sick right now, and I need to work harder to help him share more.
Helping the master to get out of bed slowly, he frowned as soon as he breathed, and he could only stand upright.
With the pain medicine prescribed to him by the doctor, he walked out of the hospital gate and beckoned to a taxi.
"Master, I suggest that you better go home today and rest first, and then go back to work tomorrow," I sat next to Master and advised.
"Go back to the bureau, I'll be fine as long as I don't move, and I'll be much better after taking the painkillers," Master still insisted on going back to the bureau.
I couldn't resist him, so I had to give the address to the driver.
When I returned to the downstairs of the bureau, I happened to see Brother Zhao and the three of them rushing downstairs.
I thought they were going out on errands, but I didn't think they were coming straight at us.
"Forensic Doctor Liao heard that you went to the hospital, did something happen," Brother Zhao asked anxiously.
I looked at everyone on behalf of Master and said, "The acute pain of emphysema needs to be recuperated."
Brother Wang, who usually doesn't talk much, suddenly walked up to the master, turned his back to the master, and said, "I'll carry you upstairs" aa2705221: