Chapter 427 (2/2)

Unfortunately, Liu Liang can only have a brother and no sister in her life, but she can expect to have one in the future.

The little girl is eating lollipops quietly. She looks thin and small. She is quiet and very lovable.

Liu Liang pinched the little girl's small wrist and felt something wrong when her breath flowed.

The child's mother was also afraid to move. Seeing Liu Liang holding her daughter's small wrist, she thought she was a traditional Chinese medicine. She was taking a pulse. But isn't this the Western Hospital of Western medicine? How can there be a doctor taking a pulse, and she was still such a young doctor. She guessed that she was younger than her.

Is such a small doctor of traditional Chinese medicine credible?

Liu Liang didn't care about the doubt and exploration in the eyes of her child's mother. At this time, her breath went along the wrong place and finally to her heart.

Such a small one.

Liu Liang took back her hand. Although she said she came to the hospital not long ago, in her last life, she stayed in the hospital for six or seven years. In six or seven years, she came like this.

Some of them left the hospital alive or died. Some of them came in and left.

It can be said that it was all a human journey. She saw too many things about life and death. Finally, she saw the rest of her life?

So she saw no less about birth, old age and death than those older doctors.

So she drives very well, but now she's still a little surprised.

There's a big problem with the child's heart. Why, haven't you checked it all the time?

”Is she prone to convulsions on weekdays?”

Liu Liang asked the child's mother.

”Yes,” the child's mother put her chin on her daughter's small head. ”It was OK a few days ago, but these days she is very bad. She often cries. She has to cry until she is out of breath.”

Several times, she was frightened. No one had ever seen a child cry, but she was out of breath. Then she cried to death. This one of her is the kind of child who can cry to death.

”Have you seen a doctor before?”

Liu Liang asked again. Her hand was written on the case. Now the computer is not very popular, so the hospital still uses handwritten cases.

Liu Liang's hand speed is very fast, and no one knows what she wrote on it?

”No,” the child's mother shook her head. ”My children have been crying since childhood. They have also gone to other hospitals for examination, but the doctors say that the children are timid and will be fine when they grow up.”

And her children are timid and afraid to come to the hospital. As long as it's not too big a problem, she won't bring the children here. Besides, they are not ill. What are you doing here?

If she hadn't caught a cold this time, she couldn't cure it all the time, and she couldn't bring her children over.

Liu Liang reached out and touched the top of the little girl's hair.

The little girl raised her face and grinned at her, which made Liu Liang feel uncomfortable.

”You take your child to do a heart color Doppler ultrasound.”