"Patient No. 3's symptoms often occur at night. During the attack, the abdominal pain is unbearable, and the body is swollen with water storage. The daytime is very calm, and the condition is temporarily stable." Dr. Mo read mechanically after looking at the medical record.

While speaking, Su Yun had already taken off her gloves, sat down and put one hand on her wrist.

Director Liao didn't speak, just stood aside and watched.

She cut the pulse for a while, stood up, cleaned her hands with the disinfectant in the corner, and followed her out without saying a word.

Dr. Mo looked at her with some doubts, thinking that she would express some opinion, but she didn't say anything.

Looking at the director, he didn't seem to want to ask a question, so he pursed his lips, followed without saying a word, and went to the next room.

One after another, there were old people, middle-aged men, all kinds of people. After seeing about ten people, she was already starting to feel a little tired.

Seeing her tiredness, Director Liao asked concerned, "Do you want to take a break? That's it for today, I think it's almost done."

Su Yun shook her head, "It's okay, I'm fine!"

She wants to see more different cases, and then she can make a more accurate judgment, and combine various individual conditions to obtain relatively accurate data.

When the next door opened, her heart was pulled together fiercely.

The person inside is sitting, sitting on the head of the bed playing with the toy in his hand, a child who is no more than three or four years old, the little girl's hair is messy and not tied up, she is playing intently, and when she hears the movement, she looks up. The two big eyes were as black as grapes, with a nervous light shining in them.

That look suddenly hit Su Yun's heart fiercely, and she was only about the same age as Si Ting. She never expected that there would already be such a young infected person.

"She is also infected?" She pointed at the child with trembling fingers, and she wished to hear the word "no".

However, Director Liao nodded, and Dr. Mo continued to read the medical records, "Patient No. 33, three years old, female. On the seventh day of diagnosis, the symptoms are cough, high fever, and pain all over the body. I can't express it because I am too young. Clear, others are not yet clear."

Su Yun's heart was trembling, she walked forward in two or three steps, but stopped the car next to the bed, as if she was afraid of scaring the child.

Slowly bent down, looked at the little girl, and tried to smile at her, "Is there anything uncomfortable today?"

Looking at her, the girl slowly shook her head, then moved her mouth, "Who are you?"

Enduring the discomfort in her heart, Su Yun tried her best to smile naturally, "I'm a doctor who is here to treat you! If you feel uncomfortable in any way, you must tell auntie!"

"Are you going to get an injection again?" The small body shrank back subconsciously, obviously very scared.

Such a reflexive move made Su Yun feel even more sad. She stretched out her hand, but the girl avoided it even more. She said, "No, no injection. Auntie wants to touch your wrist to see if you have lost weight recently." Is it okay?"

"Are you really not going to get an injection?" He looked at her suspiciously, as if he was afraid of being cheated.

Nodding affirmatively, Su Yun raised a hand, "I promise! Look, I didn't bring a syringe, a tray, or a needle, so how could I give you an injection?"

Slightly relieved, the little girl slowly stretched out her arms.

That arm can be described as skinny, as thin as if it would break if you hold it, Su Yun put her fingers on it carefully, looking at the girl's face, her heart was turbulent, as if being hit by waves crazily.

She is sad as hell!

After a long time, her fingers moved away from the little girl's wrist.

During this period, the little girl has been quietly not crying or making trouble, just looking at her like this.

Su Yun was silent and stood up slowly without saying a word. She didn't speak. Director Liao noticed that she was feeling uncomfortable and didn't ask much. He just said, "Do you want to take a rest?"

Before she could speak, the little girl on the side made a timid voice, "Will I die?"! ! ! ! ! JrNovels.com