Just when Wang Feng and Baili were full of food and drink, the mad monkey finally woke up leisurely, he opened his eyes and looked around, and said in his heart, how can this fucking dream be the same as the real thing? Or did he drink too much just now? What occasion is this?

Baili greeted him with a smile: "Awake?" The smile on his face was actually a well-fed smile that had nothing to do with him. When the mad monkey saw him, he suddenly stood up: "Wow!"

I finally remembered what I just happened, and scolded a sentence that can express a lot of meaning, but my face and tongue are a little swollen, so the pronunciation is inevitably a little weird and incorrect.

The triangular eyes of the crazy monkey are about to stare like copper bells, Lao Tzu was beaten like this by them, and you are still sitting with them drinking and eating food? The heart is too big, isn't it? And what is the situation with Boss Wu, his hands drooping like a primary school student, and the expression on his face is also very strange, as if he is skimming a bubble of urine or a bubble of.

Baili burped: "You're not convinced, are you?" He actually knew that this guy must be unconvinced, he did it on purpose. Today, he wants to convince everyone here, or he will not make a move, or he will make a ruthless move. To deal with this kind of hooligan, Baili will not be soft, take it and pull it down, if you don't accept it, you will do it, and if you can't do it, you will be crushed to death directly, just like stepping on a bedbug.

Of course, the mad monkey was not convinced, his nickname was not in vain! And he had never suffered such a loss, how could there be such a thing, he was killed before he could make a move. He also carried a sharp knife with him, just behind his waist, if he didn't stab Baili to death today, the mad monkey would not stop, because he didn't like to be beaten, no one liked to be beaten.

It's just that Baili didn't plan to let him make any more superfluous movements, so he grabbed his hand like lightning and knocked directly on the corner of the table, knocking one for another, so everyone heard the familiar crisp sound again. This is what you learn and sell, what Wang Feng does, how he learns, this is called learning from others.

And Baili barely had to look carefully to know that he was still unconvinced, so he didn't talk nonsense with him, and flew up and kicked him to the ground, and didn't step on anything else, but stepped on his broken wrist. This voice is even more inaudible, because not only is it not suitable for children, but also for adults, in fact, even the smiling tiger has a tooth to hear.

After only two or three strokes, he saw that the hand had turned into a lump of flesh, and the howl of the mad monkey beckoned the brothers outside, and they looked at the mad monkey brother who was lying on the ground like a dog in great amazement, what was the situation? And what was the muttering in his mouth? It seemed to be ...... Help? The crazy monkey is not crazy, but are all the legends about him false?

These brothers are the brothers of Boss Wu, not the brothers of his crazy monkey, so they all look at this Boss Wu, Boss Wu is blushing and does not speak, looking at the smiling tiger, the smiling tiger is blushing and silent.

Everyone is inexplicable, I don't know why, so let's watch. In fact, they were already frightened, because they felt the thick murderous aura on Baili's body.

Seeing that the mad monkey was still desperately trying to crawl towards the door, the young man stepped on his back, as if he had stepped on a royal bastard, and let him open his teeth and claws, but he couldn't move forward half a step. The mad monkey had already communicated with tears, half because of pain, half because of humiliation, if he could get up now, he would have fought hard with Baili, but unfortunately he couldn't get up.

Because Baili's feet weighed more than a thousand catties, he couldn't breathe, and he knew that Baili was still pondering the broken wrist hand he hid under his stomach. Damn, how much enmity I have with you, in the end, it's just a couple of scolding you, and I haven't even touched you, what the fuck are you?

Seeing that he hid his hands, Baili didn't bother to turn him over, didn't he have hands and feet? Baili kicked his ankle this time, two ankles, and originally wanted to abolish his knee, but after thinking about it, forget it, I guess he almost accepted it, right?

So he squatted down and whispered to him for his opinion on the matter. With tears on his face, the mad monkey shouted, "Obey!"

Then Baili expressed his doubts and said lightly: "I don't believe it." "He felt that the kid was lying, and he believed his feelings. It seems that I want not to suffer the immediate loss, and go back and make up for it. It seems that it is also a shameless thing, and he doesn't shed tears when he doesn't see the coffin, he stood up and was ready to give him a little more hardship.

"Big brother, big brother, be merciful. The smiling tiger can't look at it, although he also hates crazy monkeys, but after all, he is a brother, just watching him tortured, and he can't bear it in his heart, so he dares to plead. It doesn't matter that Baili is just a teenager, anyway, it's definitely right to call the eldest brother.

Baili actually gave him this face, and he really stopped, mainly because he felt that the mad monkey was too weak, or he would wait for him to heal, but the mad monkey's injury would not be better for a while. Even if you don't have to use a wheelchair for the rest of your life, I'm afraid that my hands and feet will no longer be as sharp as usual.

This problem was solved in a violent way, simply but effectively. Wu Heng never dared to make trouble at school again, nor did he go to Qi Simin for trouble. After Wu Qixian was discharged from the hospital, he did not attend classes in the school again, and it is said that he was transferred to a middle school in another place, and it is unknown whether he was still so arrogant there. After Baili was criticized, he still went to work as usual, no different from usual.

Zhu Ya was very curious about how Wang Feng persuaded that Wu Heng, but Wang Feng said incomprehensibly that the secret of heaven should not be revealed, Zhu Ya rolled his eyes angrily, virtuous!

In the past few days, Wang Feng is still a new official in the stage of three fires, he is in his position to seek his own government, he has to find ways to do a good job in the Chinese medicine department, the director is yin and yang, the ability is not good, and now he has become a shopkeeper. Now that Corey's affairs have been handed over to Wang Feng, I thought that Wang Feng would be at a loss, but managing such a few people is still a matter for Wang Feng?

He and Yang Ziling went to the veteran cadres bureau a few times, because the administrative liaison between the hospital and the outside is usually done by the association, and he hopes to carry out an experimental project for the recuperation and health care of veteran cadres in the department of traditional Chinese medicine, so that it can bring a lot of income to the department. In addition, it can be regarded as the hospital's attention and care for retired veteran cadres, and it is a win-win situation.

In fact, such a model already exists in Marina City, but it has not yet been developed in Shirakawa. So things didn't go well, but fortunately, Wang Feng was not in a hurry and did it slowly. Cory actually has nothing to do, and there are not many patients, Wang Feng works from 9 to 5 every day, and he is a little used to it.

I had breakfast early in the morning, and when I arrived at the hospital, I didn't take the elevator, and I took the stairs to eat by the way. When I arrived at the doctor's office, the nurse's station went around, made a pot of boiling water, and made a cup of flower tea, but he didn't drink it, he liked to drink herbal tea. I didn't sit in line today, so I picked up the cases on the table and prepared to check the room.

There are not many patients, he walked and watched, because he had just gone to work, he just walked around to see the situation, and the night shift Lao Wang left without waiting for him, and it seemed that there was indeed nothing wrong. A little nurse jumped over like a rabbit and patted him, although Wang Feng is the deputy director, he doesn't have the director's shelf, and he gets along with the doctors and nurses like friends.

Some people are born to recruit people, Wang Feng is like this, getting along with him will always make people feel like a spring breeze, this is probably a kind of charm, warm and cheerful, sincere to others, this is also his way of making friends. And in his eyes, whether it is a little nurse or a dean, they all treat everyone equally, and the little nurses especially like him, and Wang Feng is handsome enough.

The little nurse's name is ugly, and the big name is Cory, and the person who has just graduated in her early twenties is young and beautiful, and her personality is lively, no matter who shouts in the ward: ugly, you can hear her crisp answer. Wang Feng likes her very much, and feels that this girl's personality is a bit like Ding Fen, with a day of wind and fire, and infinite vitality.

Looking at the medicine she was holding in her hand, she casually asked which patient it was? The ugly and sneaky pulled him to the staircase door, saying that there was a very strange patient, an old man, who had no illness at all, but he was a little stunned. She showed him the list of medicines, all of which were to strengthen the spleen and smooth the qi and regulate the stomach and intestines.

Wang Feng frowned: "What's the matter? Are you here to pretend to be sick again?" There are people who don't come to the hospital to "recuperate" and recuperate, except for a few rich people who are extremely afraid of death, they are officials. For them, the hospital is actually a good place in a sense or at some point. First of all, if you are really sick, as long as it is not so serious, you can be hospitalized for recuperation.

Ordinary people are recuperating from illness, and officials are different, especially when they reach a certain level. First of all, this is a good opportunity to receive gifts, and it is basically justified, although it is not allowed, but after all, it is normal for people to be emotional, and it is common for love.

If anyone doesn't open his eyes and even bites on this little thing, then this person doesn't want to mix in officialdom, there are no friends without a human touch, and people without friends will be bouncing in officialdom for a few days?

To make an article, but also to do it in other places, in a solemn place like a hospital, everyone can only be a good person. Even if you usually have a life-and-death opponent, you will pretend to show your concern.

And the meaning of condolences is certainly no less than others, officials and ordinary people are completely different types of people, although everyone lives on the same earth, but two worlds.

Of course, this amount of money is trivial, but the key question is who will deliver it, when it will be delivered, and how much will it be delivered? Why should it be delivered? Who else will not send it, and why will it not be delivered? Therefore, many leading comrades who are recuperating in their hospital beds are unable to cultivate themselves calmly, and they still have to bother to work hard.

It's really sick. There is also a situation where they are not sick at all or do not need to be hospitalized at all, and their purpose is stronger, such as avoiding some unwarranted disasters, because there are always some earthquakes in officialdom from time to time.

Especially if there is a personnel change above, but you can't understand it when you stand below, the safest way is to avoid it temporarily, and just find an excuse to be hospitalized, as for how serious it is, then you don't need a doctor to diagnose it, you can grasp it.

When the overall situation is decided, the situation is clear, and you know which side of your ass to sit on, no matter how stubborn the illness is, it will be quietly healed.

Therefore, although there are theoretically fewer inpatients in TCM, this kind of "business" has been uninterrupted. But this old man, who is over 70 years old after reading medical records, and is not a retired cadre, so why did he come to recuperate without illness?

Or maybe there was a disease, and Corey misdiagnosed it? He took the medical record and patted the ugly little head: "Let's go, go and see, lead the way!"