Zhong Hou got up early to feel the free clinic, and when he got there, several 'women' had already arrived, looked at Zhong Hou, and put on a posture of three sessions.

Zhong Hou smiled: "There was really something wrong last night, I called you to inform you, why are you still looking at me like this." ”

Anal was expressionless, so that people couldn't tell whether they were angry or teasing: "Which sister is it, also called over to let us know each other, don't hide Jiao in the golden house." ”

Mu Wanqiu also pursed her lips, her face was full of displeasure, and she helped on the side: "Yes, your speed of thinking is too fast." Of course Mu Wanqiu was wronged, speaking of which he and Zhong Hou were still honeymooners, this guy didn't return all night, it's unforgivable. Bu Xiuzhu also has this feeling, but her 'sex' is relatively gentle, and she is just a little unhappy, and she has not had a seizure.

Yin Shangmei secretly laughed on the side, looking at Zhong Hou's embarrassment, how could she feel so happy?

"Alright, alright, it's not what you think it is. Zhong Hou said with a righteous face, "It's Lin Shuang and their sisters, you all know each other, they were attacked on the road yesterday, how could I see death and not save them, so I made a big deal and successfully rescued them." However, Lin Shuang was injured, and as a person with superb medical skills and excellent medical ethics, I couldn't sit idly by. And just like that, time stalled. Okay, dear darlings, there should be no doubt about it now, right?"

I heard that it was Sister Lin Shuang, Arnal's face looked much better, although she had already acquiesced in Zhong Hou's merciful behavior in her heart, but she still hoped that her future sisters would be a little less, a little less.

"Look at you, you look aggrieved, as if you are pure. Anar glanced at Zhong Hou with a charming look and changed the topic: "Stop talking, let's study today's situation." Mu Hanqiu has already surpassed you yesterday, and his approach is very shameless, but we can't do this, so we can only improve our efficiency as much as possible......"

Anal became an expert and began to take full command. Zhong Houda was moved, worthy of the main house I fancied, and he really had the demeanor of a general.

A busy day began again, and after two days, several people worked together, and the cooperation between each other was already intimate. Under the methodical movements, coupled with the addition of other Chinese medicine practitioners, the efficiency of seeing a doctor has actually increased by one point. Someone counted that Zhong Hou had formed a momentum that was on par with Mu Hanqiu's method in a short period of time.

At about nine o'clock, Zhong Hou suddenly remembered something and called Anar: "How is the arrangement of the father and daughter yesterday? "Zhong Hou 'rubbed' and rubbed his temples, and he had a headache.

Anal nodded obediently, and glanced at Zhong Hou with some concern, it seems that the speed is speeding up at the moment, but in fact, Zhong Hou is overdrawing his physical strength, and now he has been deprived of the only rest time at noon, I don't know if he can hold on. Alas, this man is just too kind, but if it weren't for that, he might not like him. Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Anal's lips, and she was as light as a chrysanthemum, and she was stunned when she saw Zhong Houleng.

Anar has been gone for a long time, and Zhong Hou is still immersed in that smile, hey, my daughter-in-law is really getting better and better.

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The conditions of the hotel are very good, the decoration is good, Xiaomei lives in it, always a little uneasy, and the miracle doctor is not related, why do people help themselves so much? But even if the doctor has any ideas, Xiaomei is still willing to cooperate, and she is willing to do anything for the sake of her father. Otherwise, there would be no such thing as selling himself to save his father.

I really owe my father too much! Xiaomei remembered a lot of past years, and unconsciously burst into tears. In this world, there are all kinds of people, and everyone has their own story, joys, sorrows, and sorrows...... The story of Xiaomei's family is actually a typical tragedy, a tragedy that occurred when the "tide" of money worship was flourishing under the social "tide".

Actually, I used to have a happy life. remembered that seven or eight years ago, Xiaomei's inner pain suddenly magnified, and the vague figure in her heart gradually became clear...... It was a slightly graceful 'woman', a graceful faction from Jiangnan. She always speaks very gently, looks dignified and virtuous, and is Xiaomei's dearest mother. Xiaomei would never have thought that one day, this 'woman' would leave a letter and leave.

To this day, Xiaomei still remembers what was written in the letter. Perhaps so that Xiaomei, who was just twelve years old, could also understand that the letter was written in an extremely simple way, to the effect that I am a beautiful 'spirit' and that the life I want to live should be beautiful. My appearance should not be constantly aging for firewood, rice, oil and salt, but I can have anything, and I can do beauty maintenance every day, which is the life I should have...... Ironically, the so-called love is finally no match for time...... No matter how many mountains and seas swear, when they change their minds, they are just ridiculed after all.

Xiaomei has been silent ever since, she thought she would sink in this life...... At this time, his father stood up, this is an intellectual-like man, he doesn't know how to say words of comfort, but he has been comforting the 'daughter' with his own actions, so that her broken heart slowly recovers.

In the dead of night, when Xiaomei had a high fever, this man walked alone with her on his back; when he saw blood for the first time in his life, he bought sanitary napkins; when there was a phenomenon of early love, it was this man again, and they had a long talk...... There are too many fragments of life, and the stories in those memories are always so memorable. Xiaomei looked at the man lying on the 'bed', and the sadness in her heart spread all at once, why do people who want to live in peace always can't escape God's foolishness?

Dad, I will definitely save you! I know you like that Aunt Li in the small supermarket at the entrance of the 'door', and when you are well, I will personally go to tell you the matchmaker. Xiaomei secretly bit her 'lip', with indescribable tenderness in her heart, for this man who has always been with her, in order to let him continue to accompany her, she is willing to do anything.

"Tuk tuk. There was a knock on the door, interrupting Xiaomei's thoughts, Xiaomei stood up and asked, "Who is it?"

A man's voice at the entrance of the 'door', "It's me, open the 'door'." ”

Could it be Doctor Zhong Hou, what is he doing here at this time? Xiaomei's face 'revealed' a hint of redness, 'female' people are always used to 'sexually' outlining a trace of unnecessary things.

Biting her lip and opening the door in an unusually complicated mood, Xiaomei looked at the two men in front of her, her face changed greatly, one of them was fierce and dewy, she was not a good person at first glance, she was going to close the door immediately, but since the door was opened, it was not up to her to decide whether to close it or not. Two tall men squeezed in.

Xiaomei wanted to scream, but was covered by one of them, she kicked her feet, her slippers fell off, and she struggled desperately, to no avail.

The 'door' was closed again.

Looking at these two men, Xiaomei's face was full of anger: "Who are you, why did you break into my room?" After all, the voice was still small, and his father was still asleep, which disturbed him and added to his troubles.

"That Zhong Hou's vision is very ordinary. "Jiro Tano looked at Xiaomei, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that this was just a 'woman' with a small appearance, and he didn't know how he could be favored by Zhong Hou.

Yamashita Mototake smiled slightly, and he told Tano Jiro that there was no reason to talk about this thing?

"Zhong Hou, do you know?" said Yamashita Motowu slowly. After a night of contemplation, he now had a better idea. Killing people to vent their anger can only fall into the inferior, in fact, their main target is Zhong Hou, if this man is really a shadow assassin, it will be too annoying, and it will be a cheap thing for him to eat it alive.

Xiaomei nodded: "What about acquaintance?" She couldn't understand the meaning of these two men, so she had to figure it out carefully.

"Good. Yamashita Mototake glanced at Xiaomei, "Take it away." The man, dispose of it. "It's enough to have a 'female' with a thick bell, this father-in-law is simply a burden.

Xiaomei struggled violently when she heard this, and she threw herself out, hugging Jiro Tano's 'legs' to prevent him from getting close to her father.

"Look for death. Jiro Tano was about to kick Xiaomei away, when suddenly his expression moved, "Someone is coming." ”

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the sound of knocking on the 'door' suddenly exploded at the entrance of the 'door'.

"Help. Xiaomei knew that this was her only chance, and immediately shouted loudly.

"Stinky, look for death!" "Jiro Tano immediately stabbed him with a knife, and in order not to cause too much movement, neither of them brought guns.

After stabbing this knife, Jiro Tano set the target on the man who was lying on the 'bed' who had been alarmed, but was pulled by Takeichi Yamashita: "When is it, if you earn one, you won't be able to run away when the time comes." The two men immediately came to the window, opened it and jumped in.

The 'door' outside finally opened, and Anal rushed in, just in time to see two figures flashing by the window. She hurried after them, only to see the two men slip down like snakes and disappear quickly. Only then did he turn around, ignoring the screaming waiter, and hurriedly hugged Xiaomei in his arms, a small bottle of 'medicated' ointment was already in his hand, and a thick layer was smeared on Xiaomei's wound as if he didn't need money. After a long time, Xiaomei's blood finally stopped, and Anar breathed a sigh of relief, and her face showed a hint of relief.