The price of pork has risen.

"Boss, don't tell me you've also encountered patients with foreign objects in their respiratory tract in Haicheng?" When they walked out, Su Yun said the words that Zheng Ren would usually say.

"Uh ... It doesn't matter where I saw it. It's fine as long as the problem is solved. He has a wealth of clinical experience, you know that. " Zheng Ren said.

He changed his clothes and walked out of the icu. The owner of the barbeque restaurant was standing outside. He clenched his fists tightly and pressed his forehead against the glass. As he breathed, the White mist spread on the glass, making his shadow a lot more mottled.

"Xu Shuzhen's family." The chief resident of icu shouted.

"Doctor!" When the owner of the barbeque shop heard someone calling the old lady's name, he immediately walked over with a nervous expression.