Zhang Shen turned away, originally because he didn't want to cause trouble.

He went out to take a taxi back to Shunyifang, the fare of fifteen yuan made him feel a little distressed, but there was no way, he was half an hour late for work, and if it didn't appear, it would not only be a matter of deducting wages, I am afraid that he would not be able to keep his job.

He also likes the job of night shift network administrator, on the one hand, leisure allows him to have time to study, and on the other hand, he can use the computer casually and quickly get acquainted with this society.

Sure enough, as soon as he entered the door, the young lady at the front desk of the day shift pouted dissatisfiedly at him, "Brother Shen, what the hell are you doing, it's more than forty minutes late, and I'm going to be late for a date." ”

"Something, I'm sorry. Zhang Shen smiled apologetically and walked around to the back of the bar, "I'll help you with your value tomorrow afternoon." ”

"That's what you said. The little girl happily ran out of the bar, took a small bag, stepped on her small leather shoes, and ran away.

Zhang Shen shook his head, sat in front of the bar and began to fiddle with the computer, he still had two hours to hold on, and when the night game started at ten o'clock, no one would bother him.

Get on and off the plane, sell water, sell tea and sell instant noodles, two hours pass in a flash.

Zhang Shen was about to open the webpage and start learning the information he needed, when he heard a familiar voice from the top of the bar, "Network manager, package night." ”

"ID card ......" As soon as Zhang Shen raised his head, the two sword eyebrows instantly frowned together, "How did you find here?"

Jiang Muyun smiled, and the corners of his eyes hooked up a little cute little cunning, "I didn't look for you, I just want to come to the Internet, can't I?"

"The girl's family, spend the night in the Internet café, the family is not worried?" Zhang Shen also wanted to persuade her.

However, the other party just insisted on holding his ID card in front of him, "I am an adult, and the law does not stipulate that I cannot stay overnight in an Internet café." ”

“……”

Having said that, what else can Zhang Shen do. He slowly went through the boarding procedures, arranged her in the double private room closest to the bar, and then set the other machine in the private room to lock by the way.

Jiang Muyun didn't say anything, it really seemed like he was here to surf the Internet, and went straight into the private room.

Zhang Shen sat back in front of the computer and opened the web page, but found that his attention was not very concentrated today, and he didn't see the bottom of an article after reading it for half an hour, and it was obviously less than a thousand words.

Could it be that there is too much going on today?

Or is it because of ......

He subconsciously glanced at Jiang Muyun's private room, silently recited a paragraph of "Shennong's Materia Medica", silently warned himself to concentrate, and then was about to continue reading the web page, but unexpectedly a dialog box popped up on the screen.

"Xiao Yun'er asked to add you as a friend. ”

Zhang Shen sighed deeply, feeling that the previous paragraph of "Shennong's Materia Medica" was in vain.

He agreed, and then took the initiative to send two words: What are you doing?

Xiao Yun'er: Sure enough, it's you, what is the avatar, it's very beautiful.

Zhang Shen: A picture of calamus.

Xiao Yun'er: Because it is the first drug in "Shennong's Materia Medica"?

Zhang Shen: Yes.

Xiao Yun'er: Are you good at acupuncture and pharmacy?

Zhang Shen: I can't say that I am good at it, but in traditional medicine, they are all necessary.

Xiao Yun'er: Which one are you better at?

Zhang Shen stopped. Acupuncture, massage, and Wangwenwen are all things he learned from his master since he was a child, not to mention that he is perfect, at least he is at his fingertips, but this pharmacy ......

Speaking of which, the master has never taught seriously. But from the beginning of his ability to walk, the master forced him to deal with all kinds of medicinal herbs, just like eating, drinking, and breathing, and for twenty years, he almost forgot that pharmacy was still a science.

What the master left him before his disappearance was not an acupuncture book, not a massage, and not a mess of weird medicine.

It is a pharmacopoeia, or a very magical pharmacopoeia, which records many medicinal materials that are neither common nor universal, but they are marked in detail, have peculiar effects, and conform to pharmacology.

He was silent for a long time before he typed a line: Herbs are the soul of traditional medicine.

He had never spoken these things to anyone, first, because no one listened to him, and secondly, most laypeople did not arouse his desire to speak. This time, he didn't speak for a long time.

Just when Zhang Shen felt that the other party was hinting at ending the topic, the little penguin jumped up again: Zhang Shen, do you know how popular you are now?

Zhang Shen: Huh?

Xiao Yun'er: After you left today, Liu Aiguo was about to go crazy, and grabbed Old Man Hu and asked him where you were going. Old Man Hu didn't know either, so he came to ask me. Hee-hee, you should thank me for not exposing you.

Xiao Yun'er: However, if they offer you a reasonable salary, won't you really go?

Zhang Shen thought about the scene when he went down the mountain to apply for a job, and a faint disdain rose between his eyebrows. He calmly typed four words on the keyboard: "Idleness."

He thought that this would save him from trouble, and when he had done a little more, and when he had thoroughly understood the society and had saved enough money for the journey, he would go to the big cities along the coast to find out about the master. Whether you want to do something at that time depends on the situation at that time.

After replying to these four words, it really stopped.

Zhang Shen's mood also calmed down, returning to the state of calm at the beginning, he was about to continue to read the web page, just reached out and touched the mouse, but heard a "hee-hee" smile from the top of his head, "Network administrator, get off the machine." ”

"......" Zhang Shen raised his eyebrows and didn't raise his head, "I won't refund the money at night." ”

"Oh, then I'm going home, you open the door. ”

Zhang Shen glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the computer, and it was almost one o'clock, "I don't open the door at night." "Just kidding, how can you let the little girl go back by herself at this time, this is Shunyifang, where there are more gangsters than good people.

"Oh, then you can work part-time with me after work tomorrow. ”

“…… Can I refuse?"

"Then I'm going home!"

“……”

Zhang Shen admitted that he might have met a nemesis.

Although he was reluctant, after the morning shift was handed over the next day, he still honestly followed Jiang Muyun to the car.

Although he didn't want to ask about yesterday's incident, Jiang Muyun still told him about it, because Old Man Hu Ying turned out to be the vice president of the First People's Hospital of Yuehu City, and what he was best at was postoperative recuperation. Therefore, Dean Shen was taken back to the nursing home on the same day.

However, in addition to the high rate of sudden death, postoperative recovery is also a super problem.

Even if she is fortunate to be able to take care of herself in the future, it is almost impossible to say that she can manage such a large nursing home in the future.

If no one takes over, the nursing home will have to go out of business.

Dean Shen himself has no relatives and no reason, and it is precisely because of the lack of love from his parents when he was a child that he will invest all the money from doing business in this nursing home later. Many of the people who live here are lonely and widowed elderly people in Shunyifang, who have little money themselves, and if this nursing home closes down, most of them may not be able to complete the last journey of their lives smoothly.

Hu Ying couldn't afford to stay in the nursing home in Shunyifang, but he had a teacher-student friendship with Dean Shen, and after he retired, he went to work as a health doctor in the nursing home.

"Yesterday, Grandpa Hu asked me if I was interested in taking over the nursing home and becoming the director. Jiang Muyun sniffled and sighed with embarrassment, "Alas, I don't know what to do." ”

"You don't want to take it?"

"Not really. Jiang Muyun sighed while driving, "Alas, didn't I tell you everything, I have a lot of patients." ”