It turned out that it was not a real stomachache, but an acute gastroenteritis. Nora's aunt was a doctor, and she had some common sense of life.
Seeing that Murphy covered his stomach with his hand, Nora felt sorry for him, but she was too embarrassed to express it. After all, they were in a supervisor-subordinate relationship now, and the most important thing was that he has lost his memory. He didn't know who Nora was at all.
Murphy asked, "Where is the medicine? Get me a glass of water. I want to take medicine."
It was not until then that Nora came to her senses and said, "I don't think you just have a stomachache. Lie down and I'll check your body."
"You know medical skills," said Murphy in surprise.
"I'll give it a try," replied Nora.
Murphy said with a wry smile, "Really? Is there any chance to see a doctor? If you can see, then have a try. But don't pretend to understand. You can't afford to delay my illness!"
"Now that I said I want to have a try, it means that I know a little about it," said Nora in a hurry.
Unexpectedly, Murphy lay down obediently. With her hands on his abdomen, Nora asked, "Does it hurt here?"
"It doesn't hurt. The part you pressed doesn't hurt," said Murphy.
Nora changed a part and pressed it hard. "Oh, my God! It hurts. Can't you be gentle?" Murphy was about to cry and said.
"Get up. I'll go to the hospital with you," said Nora with a smile.
"Why should I go to the hospital? I can take medicine."
"If you don't go to the hospital, your illness will be more and more serious. If you can't make it right, you need to have an operation," said Nora, shaking her head helplessly.
"Is it so serious?" Murphy shrugged with fear.
"That's it," said Nora.
"All right! It's up to you. You are my assistant." Murphy said half-jokingly.
Nora could only smile.
After going downstairs, Murphy said, "I'm uncomfortable and can't drive. You drive!"
Nora said shamefully, "I'm stupid. I don't know how to drive. Let's take a taxi to the hospital!" Then, she hailed a taxi.
When they were in college, the class was not very tight, so Murphy learned to drive and got the driver's license.
Later, he asked her to learn how to drive. In this way, when he drank or had something to do, she could drive home by herself. But at that time, she was very timid and did not learn.
Now she remembered that if she had listened to Murphy's words at that time, she would not have been embarrassed this time if she had learned it?
The taxi stopped at the gate of the hospital. After getting off the car, Nora quickly opened the door for Murphy, paid the taxi fare, and helped him enter the hospital.
She asked him to wait for her on the bench in the hall of the hospital.
She went to register and pay the money.
After a series of complicated tests, it was finally the turn to call out the name of Murphy.
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