Chapitre 179: It’s Your Turn

"Old Lu, Old Lu, it's your turn." Ma Yanlin kicked Lu Wenbin before he fell unconscious on the bed next to him.

Of course, Lu Wenbin was equally unresponsive. He also made no noise.

The doctor in the next bed had no choice but to get up. He laid his fingers on Ma Yanlin's neck to first confirm a pulse. Then he nudged Lu Wenbin, "Old Lu, Old Lu... Old Lu time to get up... Old Lu, the pork trotters are burning."

"Impossible!" Lu Wenbin instantly sat up straight.

The resident doctor who called him to get up was scared out of his wits and could not refrain from laughing. He said, "Good that you didn't die from heart attack, because I nearly died from one."

"You can sleep for six hours a day, how can you die from a heart attack?" Lu Wenbin laughed self-deprecatingly.

The doctor on the next bed nodded in agreement and said, "I heard that US resident doctors only sleep for four hours, we have to learn from them."