Lin Daoshi drank the porridge with regret.

The porridge is not as good as what is made in the mountains, it is a little thin, and the small pickles that don't cost money are obviously put in more salt. Lin Daoshi knew that one was afraid of spoilage, and the other was that this thing didn't cost money, and if it wasn't salty enough, he was afraid that it would be eaten up quickly.

I am used to enjoying happiness on Lao Ou Mountain, and after coming down the mountain, Lin Daoist is particularly unaccustomed to it.

This is nothing, and the most regrettable thing for Daoist Lin is that he didn't see Uncle Xiao performing acupuncture.

Wu Mian ate very deliciously, and looked at Sven, but a drawer of buns was eaten cleanly in less than a minute.

"Uncle Junior, you are eating so fast. Daoist Lin hadn't finished the two buns, and when he saw that the cage drawer in front of Wu Mian had been cleaned, he hurriedly said.

"Don't be in a hurry, you eat slowly. I'm sick, and I'm always hospitalized. Wu Mian said, "When I was hospitalized at the beginning, I ate quite slowly, but later I found that it was not good. Within two minutes of sitting down, the patient's family came looking for him. After disposing of a patient, wash your hands, come back and sit down, and then the next patient comes back to you. Basically, a meal comes with just washing your hands, and you smell the hand sanitizer to your heart's content. ”

"Hahaha. Lin Daoshi remembered his internship experience at the Medical University and felt a lot of kinship. It's just that those unbearable memories have been blurred, and Daoist Lin is quite glad that he is not engaged in medical treatment.

Persuading people to study medicine, the sky thunders and splits, it is really like this, Lin Daoshi thought while chewing slowly.

[I have crossed the mountains and the sea......]

Wu Mian's mobile phone rang, and Daoist Lin peeked and saw a rare complicated expression on Uncle Xiao's face.

Four points of disdain, three points of disgust, two points of anger, and even one point of wanting to escape.

Who is this, shouldn't it be Uncle Xiao's little lover calling?

Otherwise, with the identity and status of the little uncle, there shouldn't be anyone who made his expression so exciting.

Sure enough, Wu Mian hesitated for at least 20 seconds before finally picking up the phone.

Daoist Lin lowered his head and drank porridge, his ears were erected into antennas, like rabbit ears, did he still move.

After a few seconds, Daoist Lin was a little dazed.

Uncle Xiao is fluent in English, and he can't understand it, which is all expected. However, when Uncle Xiao and Owen spoke, they occasionally spoke English, and their tone was smooth and smooth.

As for now, Lin Daoshi vaguely heard the smell of curry.

“NO!NO!! NO!!!” Wu Mian refused a series and hung up the phone without hesitation.

There was still a mouthful of tofu brain left, Wu Mian picked up the bowl and wanted to drink it, but hesitated for a moment and put the bowl down again.

took out a cigarette, lit it without hesitation, and did not say hello to Daoist Lin, but hid in a corner and smoked it by himself.

Daoist Lin felt that his eyes were a little flowery, as if he had seen a mistake, just now he actually saw Uncle Xiao's hand...... Shake!

It can't be, it's simply not possible.

Lin Daoshi's understanding of Wu Mian began with his own old man, in the old man's mouth, the little uncle is a young genius, and he will inevitably spread his wings and soar beyond the nine heavens in the future.

When Uncle Xiao returned to China this time and returned to Bajingzi Township, Daoist Lin had a deeper understanding of Wu Mian. He has many labels besides genius, one of which is toughness.

What about human traffickers?

How is Wang Qingshan?

What about the professor at Mayo?

It's not that he was slapped away by Uncle Xiao.

But just now, Daoist Lin interpreted fear from Wu Mian's expression and movements.

Uncle Xiaoshi, who is not afraid of the sky and the earth, really has people who are afraid!

Uncle Xiao, a scumbag, was afraid that he would tell the little master after hearing it, and then run to the side.

"Boss, scan the code. Daoist Lin took out his mobile phone with a smile, scanned the code to pay, and walked to Wu Mian's side with the expression of the old Eagle Mountain Lin Immortal who also used his mobile phone to walk around.

"Uncle Junior, what kind of person. Daoist Lin asked with a smile.

"What's your business. Wu Mian had a bad temper and smoked viciously.

The fireworks made a slight sound, and when I heard it in the ears of Lin Daoist, it was like a sound.

I guessed correctly this time! Daoist Lin understood in his heart. Men, men know this.

"Uncle Xiao, as long as you are a man, you will make mistakes, it's okay. Daoist Lin said with relief.

Wu Mian was stunned for a moment, and the half of the cigarette butt in his hand almost didn't poke Daoist Lin's face.

"What the hell are you talking about!" Wu Mian rarely burst into a foul mouth.

"I saw it all, you were scared just now. Daoist Lin smiled, "The little master is not here, what are you afraid of." I'm definitely not going to tell the little master, don't worry. ”

"Don't be. "It's a ...... of the U.S. Army's Institute of Top Secret Infectious Diseases at Fort Detrick."

Wu Mian hesitated for a few seconds before saying, "Patient." ”

"Patient?male or female?"

"Man, what do you want!" Wu Mian raised his foot and made a gesture to kick Daoist Lin.

"Then what do I think you're afraid of him?

"I've never lost a fight. Wu Mian took a hard puff of his cigarette and closed his eyes, as if he wanted to forget some unpleasant past.

But the good memory became a heavy burden at this time, and Wu Mian couldn't breathe anymore.

"Uncle Junior, what's going on? Daoist Lin asked with a grim face.

"You really want to hear it?"

"Hmm. ”

"Don't regret it?" asked Wu Mian Zhengse.

"......" Daoist Lin was stunned, could it be that there are any secrets involved?

"Yes, I was teaching in Massachusetts three years ago. Wu Mian couldn't forget this anyway, and Daoist Lin wanted to hear it, so he said it, "One day I received an email saying that an Indian assistant researcher at the U.S. Army's Top Secret Infectious Disease Research Institute at Fort Detrick was sick and needed a consultation. ”

Daoist Lin was a little disappointed, and if he saw a doctor, Uncle Xiao wouldn't be able to mess with flowers.

Not entertaining at all.

"You know, I can't get in Fort Detrick. ”

"Why?"

"Because what they study can't be known to us Chinese people. "But the Indians can." ”

Daoist Lin nodded, pretending to understand.

"A researcher of Indian origin was covered in bleeding spots and bruises. Wu Mian continued, "At first, they thought that some kind of infectious virus accidentally spread, causing diseases, such as cholera, plague or something. ”

"I'll go!" Only then did Daoist Lin understand what Wu Mian meant by what he just said, Fort Detrick of the dog day studied these things?!

"They screened for all the virulent infectious diseases and found that they weren't. So the patient was examined in all aspects, and several large hospitals were found to consult the researcher. ”

"They are afraid of an unknown virus that has been derived. Wu Mian said.

"And then?"

Wu Mian raised his head, his deep eyes seemed to be in the vast universe, and he glanced at Daoist Lin.