Chapter Thirty-Seven: I Seem to Have Forgotten Something

"What are you doing there when you're not on duty?" As soon as the three of them reached the door of the ward, they saw a group of nurses gathered at the door of the ward to peek.

Seeing Pan Anguo and the others coming over, the little nurses hurriedly stepped aside and greeted, "Dean Pan, Secretary Xuan, Director Di." ”

Di Shouye said angrily: "What are you all doing here?" Head Nurse Zhao, it's just that the young people are making trouble, what are you doing there?"

The older one was the head nurse of the hospital's internal medicine department, and when she heard Di Shouye's words, she smiled bitterly and said, "Director Di, it's really not us here to join in the fun, but there are two drunks inside, and we don't know what to do." ”

"Drunk?" Di Shouye said after hearing this, "Then why aren't you called a security guard?"

Nurse Zhao said: "They are the family members of that heroic policeman. I've slept now. ”

Di Shouye said angrily: "Is the hospital where they sleep? Call them up and tell them to go back quickly, this is too unusual!"

Nurse Zhao smiled bitterly: "Director Di, how did you say that? You can never wake up a person who pretends to be asleep, isn't it? In order to wake them up, I secretly prick them with a needle, but it is useless." We're here to see how long they're pretending. ”

After hearing this, Pan Anguo smiled and said: "Xiao Zhao, what are you talking about? They won't wake up if you prick them with a needle?

Nurse Zhao smiled bitterly and said, "Dean Pan, how could I lie to you? You go in and take a look! Those two people are just like the injured policeman, they can't get up no matter how they scream." ”

"Huh?" Di Shouye was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and suddenly asked, "How many people are there?"

Nurse Zhao said, "There are two people, and one has already left!"

"Where have you been?" Di Shouye asked.

"He said he was going home, oh, and before he left, he said he didn't care about his friends, that they just fell asleep. But how can we not care?" complained Nurse Zhao.

Di Shouye thought for a while, and suddenly said: "Quick! Contact the laboratory, by the way, the film should also be filmed, the more detailed the better!"

Pan Anguo was stunned: "Lao Di, what are you going to do?"

Di Shouye pulled Pan Anguo aside and whispered in a low voice: "That injured policeman Ling Feng is also in this state, everything is normal, but he can't wake up! These two are his friends, and if you do a laboratory test, you will know if Ling Feng's incident is accidental." ”

"But。。。。。。 We need their consent for such a thing, right?"

Di Shouye hurriedly said: "When will this be the end of the process, there will be so many procedures? It's just a physical examination, how can there be risks? Yes, you just pretend not to know about this matter, what responsibility do I bear? Lao Pan, listen to me this time! If my guess is correct, how much will this be a discovery, have you thought about it?"

After hearing this, Pan Anguo thought for a while, and said to the nurse standing on the other side: "We have never seen anyone get drunk like this, after all, we are a hospital here, and for the sake of their health, we must give them a detailed physical examination! Hurry up and arrange people, and the department that has been rested will contact the doctor to come back, and say that this is what I said!"

"Okay!" the nurses got busy.

As soon as Pan Anguo tilted his head, he saw that Xuan Shiying was silent, so he sneered: "Old Xuan, don't look at me like that, we are doing this for the sake of the safety of these people。。。。。。 ”

After all, this matter is not authentic for them, and they didn't seek Xuan Shiying's opinion just now, so why do they need to explain it to Xuan Shiying now?

Xuan Shiying was stunned when he heard this: "Ah? are you talking to me? Oh, oh, you're right, I'll go and help with the test." Trust me, my technology hasn't been put down yet. After speaking, he turned around and walked briskly towards the laboratory department.

Well, she was more anxious.

And Yang Meng didn't know what happened in the hospital at all, he had already gone home to sleep.

What could be more important now than dreaming and cultivating?

Well, there really is.

The next morning he went to the city library.

Qian Mazi's words that day really shocked him too deeply.

Now there are people all day long who say that 'reading is useless', saying that it is better to learn well than to grow well, and to study hard for many years is not as profitable as anchors and Internet celebrities. Every day, Bill Gates and Zuckerberg can become the richest man in the world without graduating from college, and every day in the circle of friends I see some jokes about doctoral students working for those students who dropped out of school after graduation.

Once Yang Meng also believed these words. Later, I found out that Bill Gates and Zuckerberg did not graduate from college, but both of them had rich parents! The people who say 'countless useless theories' are people who have never read any books.

Is there a successful case of starting from scratch from the bottom?

Then there must be!

But now that the society is highly developed, and the earth's population of 6 billion people, how many can do this? To put it bluntly, people who believe in such remarks are that they have no culture, and what is the difference between daydreaming and daydreaming with those very few successful cases to find comfort in their hearts?

The reason why such rhetoric is still prevalent now is related to the media.

As long as there is any news that college students and doctors have been deceived, it must be a big report, which makes people feel that these people are stupid for reading. They never report that there may be only one person with a high degree of education out of a thousand victims, or why people make so much money。。。。。。

And in fact, even a second-hand car dealer like Qian Mazi opens his mouth and closes his mouth to talk about Qian Zhongshu's quotations, what qualifications do you have not to learn?

It turns out that Yang Meng can also use 'no time to work hard for food and clothing' as a reason not to study, but now he has money in his pocket, and if he doesn't study, he can only say that he is lazy, and there is no excuse for anything else.

And Yang Meng also discovered that reading books is really the cheapest pastime: you can read books casually after registering your ID card and a deposit of 100 yuan. There is also air conditioning in the library, warm in winter and cool in summer, tsk, comfortable! Yang Meng has fallen in love here. Simply turn off the phone and swim in the ocean of knowledge.

However, there is a downside to going to the library: it is too easy to forget yourself. He always felt as if he had forgotten something。。。。。。

Forget it, it's not so important to read!

Although Yang Meng is also the Emperor of Dongyue now, his memory is a bargain. Others describe reading fast as 'one glance and ten lines', as a genuine immortal, Yang Meng is now reading books at 'one glance and one page', his reading speed is even afraid of himself, but there are too many books in the city library, and he has not even finished reading one-tenth of the total books after reading them for many days.

That's amazing speed, right?

He wanted to read a book that morning, but he was stuck at home. It was none other than Qian Mazi's younger brother Xiangzi who blocked him.

When Yang Meng opened the door, Xiangzi was still sleeping there against his courtyard door. As a result, as soon as he opened the door, Xiangzi lay in directly, and scared Yang Meng a lot.

"Xiangzi, why are you here?" asked Yang Meng puzzled.

Xiangzi was about to cry when he saw Yang Meng: "Brother Yang, it's time for you, where have you been these days?"

Yang Meng was puzzled: "I haven't been there, I've been soaking in the library." What's wrong?"

Xiangzi took out a few license plates from her bag and said, "Your license plate has come down, I sent you a license plate, but you haven't been at home." ”

Yang Meng patted his forehead: "Xiangzi, I won't tell you, I've forgotten that I have those motorcycles in the past few days." ”

This is really not an exaggeration, those motorcycles have been parked in the house, and now the license plate has not been hung up and he does not dare to go out to burn the car, so he has forgotten about this stubble, and takes a taxi to the library every day.

Xiangzi gave a thumbs up: "Brother Yang, your heart is really big." ”

But what he said in his mouth was what he thought in his heart: I really don't cherish this free gift, if you buy it yourself and try it, see if you can forget it?

"Brother Yang, I'll help you install the license plate, and you can go to the mountains to cool off!" Xiangzi said as he took out his tools: "Brother Yang, where is the car?"

Yang Meng pointed to the room where the car was put and said: "In that room, you go to load the car, I go to change clothes, you are right, how can such a good motorcycle not go out to burn tires?"

"Okay, Brother Yang, leave it to me!" Xiangzi stretched out his hand and gave a thumbs up.

Now that the motorcycles are all licensed, Yang Meng decided not to go to the library today, but to ride a bicycle and run the mountains!

However, you really need to be prepared to ride a motorcycle in winter, otherwise you will have to freeze.

Originally, the conditions were not good, and many people rode motorcycles and caused arthritis and other diseases, but under the current conditions, it is basically impossible to be prepared.

Wearing a close-fitting slipper to keep body temperature inside, and an impermeable leather cycling jacket and gloves riding boots outside, you can't get in when you ride a bike in winter, and you can even sweat after running for a long time.

After he changed his clothes, put the formalities of the car into the riding bag and took the helmet, Xiangzi was already waiting for him in the yard, and after seeing him, Xiangzi said: "Brother Yang, the license plate is all done." Which one are you going to ride?"

Yang Meng glanced at Xiangzi, what you asked is not level, right? If you are not here, I can ride something else, you are Qian Mazi's younger brother, which one can I ride?

It must be the 'Six-Eyed Demon' sent by Qian Mazi!

Otherwise, you go back and tell Qian Mazi that I rode the car sent by Zheng Dacang? What do you think I don't look down on what he sent?

Yang Meng pushed the 'Six-Eyed Divine Demon' out of the small courtyard, sat on it, put on a helmet, and slammed the accelerator twice.

I'll go, this six-eyed god demon is obviously a large-displacement four-cylinder engine, but the voice is so small, Yang Meng feels like he is riding a beast that is about to move.

This is the first time he has ridden such a large row of heavy locomotives, and it is nonsense to say that he is not excited.

"Xiangzi, are you going to run the mountain?" Yang Meng asked Xiangzi, this running mountain is still a little more fun.

Xiangzi shook his head: "Brother Yang, I still have something, by the way, I heard that your friend is hospitalized, are you okay?"

Yang Meng slapped his forehead: "Damn, I finally remembered that I forgot something!"