I didn’t even know in which category to send these stories are real.
The events from the doctoral life, but each sounds like a joke. Translated with
The English.

1st A man rushes into the hospital room shouting:
My wife is going to give birth in a taxi!! to
I, a doctor on duty, grab my suitcase, run out to the street, open up.
The door of a taxi standing at the threshold, I knock the woman sitting there, the shirt, and
I quickly start pulling out her shorts to check the diameter of the disclosure.
the mother. The woman desperately resists and matures. A bit stunned
With her behavior, I retreat, and suddenly I notice that she is not pregnant. and u
There are several taxis at the hospital.

2nd First a small linguistic comment. Infarct is a
English corresponds to heart attack, and fart is a big puck (or bzdon,
Perry and so on. D is. Now the history.
One day I had to report bad news to a woman waiting in the hallway.
Your husband died of a massive heart attack.
Ten minutes later, I heard her talk on the phone.
With one of his relatives:
- Imagine my husband died from a massive internal properdon!
And she broke up.

Three Two weeks later, the patient came to me for a check-up.
Did the medicine help you? I asked.
You know, doctor, with one of the medicines you prescribed to me.
A problem arose.
With whom of?
With a plaster.
What is the problem?
In the instructions it is written to paste a new patch every 6 hours. But I
I no longer know where to put it.
With a heartbreak, I asked him to take off his shirt. It is – all of him.
The body was covered with patches!
The instructions said: Remove the previous patch before
Setting up a new...

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