"Come in." In the face of the dragon and butterfly dance, Zhang He has never risen to fight wits and courage with this invincible woman whose IQ is comparable to that of Albert Einstein, whose enchantment is comparable to that of a thousand-year-old fox spirit, and who is as mature as the country's supreme leader*.

Because, no matter how you fight, you will be the one who gets hurt in the end. Fortunately, this chick is also her own wife, and she is also a very generous and loving wife, not only that, but she is also the best helper in her career. Therefore, in the face of her, Zhang He could only bow down, but he was willing to bow to her unparalleled charm.

Who is the Dragon Butterfly Dance? Zhuge is like a god, how could she hide from her what she and Wang Jingyan did last night? Therefore, Zhang He didn't bother to hide the sheets for such an uncreative and in-depth thing, but opened the door directly.

Today's Dragon Butterfly Dance, dressed in a set of silver-gray tight-fitting professional clothes, is completely a sassy and heroic strong woman posture, but her face is full of banter that seems to be smiling, "Uncle Huang, it seems that you were really lucky last night?" Hurry up and make up for it, or you'll really be mummified. ”

Long Diewu opened the thermos flask, handed the steaming chicken soup to Zhang He, and suddenly, the house was full of fragrance, "Uncle Huang, you eat first, and the slave family will help you change the sheets first, otherwise, you and your princess will probably be ruined." ”

Without waiting for Zhang He to answer, Long Butterfly Dance conveniently rolled up the white sheets full of traces of affection, strode to his office, and easily locked the thought-inducing sheets into his desk.

What an attentive woman! While happily drinking the local chicken soup that should have been boiled by Long Butterfly Dance herself, Zhang He, who was paying attention to everything in the rejuvenation with his divine sense, couldn't help but sigh happily.

After putting away the sheets, Long Diewu immediately strode to the linen room of the Rejuvenation Hall, and personally selected a clean and tidy bed sheet before returning to the consultation room again, "Uncle Huang, is the chicken soup delicious?" Dragon Butterfly asked with a smile while skillfully making the bed.

"It's delicious, it's definitely the best chicken soup I've ever had." Zhang He hurriedly replied.

"You're poor." Long Diewu smiled and said, "But the slave family really likes that Uncle Huang praises the slave family so much." ”

Eh, it's about to start again, lest I be surrounded by this chick again, bi himself said a lot of sweet words that made me goosebumps, Zhang He quickly shut up and drank the fragrant local chicken soup.

But alas, Long Diewu smiled again and spoke, "Uncle Huang, in order to boil this delicious and delicious chicken soup, the slave family got up after the third watch, is Uncle Huang so stingy and doesn't give the slave family a little reward?" Long Diewu looked at Zhang He with an aggrieved face, which made Zhang He suddenly entangled again.

Tipping? Yaya, in front of you, do you dare to mention the word reward?

It's a pity that the Dragon Butterfly Dance didn't give Zhang He a chance to entangle at all, and after quickly laying out the sheets, he immediately got into Zhang He's arms with a burst of fragrant wind, "Uncle Huang, do you want it?" The dragon butterfly dance gently wrapped Zhang He's neck with a soft jade, and said coquettishly in Zhang He's ear.

knew that the Dragon Butterfly Dance didn't want that, but Zhang He still couldn't help but float on the black lines on his head. Eh, I said chick, it's okay that you always make things so ambiguous? Why does it turn bad as soon as the words come out of your mouth?

While speaking, Long Diewu also deliberately touched Zhang He's earlobe lightly with her soft lips, and deliberately blew Ruolan's fragrance into Zhang He's ear, making Zhang He involuntarily become ape-like, it has nothing to do with sex, it is purely an instinctive reaction to be seduced.

Zhang He glanced at the Dragon Butterfly Dance a little speechlessly, and couldn't help but ask weakly, "That, that, what does the concubine want, just say, this emperor will definitely do it for the concubine." ”

"Uncle Huang is so bad, how dare the slave family take the initiative to ask for a reward? It's better for Uncle Huang to watch it. The Dragon Butterfly Dance said again charmingly like a demon.

"Let's say it to the concubine, this emperor really doesn't know that only by appreciating the gods and horses can he be worthy of the concubine's suffering." Zhang He hurriedly said as if surrendering.

"This is what Uncle Huang promised to Chrysostom, but the slave family doesn't have Uncle Huang, giggle." With a coquettish smile that made Zhang He "frightened", Long Diewu immediately left Zhang He's embrace, stood directly opposite Zhang He, and said with a serious face, "Uncle Huang, the slave family asks for a reward of ten words I love you." ”

Long Butterfly Dance stared at Zhang He triumphantly, and did not forget to compare the mouth shape of "iloveyou" with a proud face.

Nima, brother knows that every time he meets this chick, it will be his brother himself who is hurt.

Zhang He is not a master of love, and he is not good at sweet words, unless in some specific circumstances and under specific touches, he can make a few nice words when his true feelings are revealed.

Just like the simple three words "I love you", he only blurted out the first instinct in the kind of emotion last night, and let him say it now, immediately say it, Zhang He really can't say it.

Looking at Zhang He's embarrassed expression, Long Diewu suddenly changed to an angry look, "Hmph, Uncle Huang doesn't believe in his words, don't expect the slave family to cook chicken soup for you in the future." ”

Okay, anyway, sticking out his head is a knife, shrinking his head is still a knife, Zhang He also let it go, "I love you, I love you, I love you......" lest there be a situation of one go, then decline, and three exhaustion, Zhang He hurriedly jumped out of ten I love you in one breath.

After speaking, Zhang He couldn't help but feel a heartfelt relief, but alas, Long Diewu pouted again and said, "Duplicity, no sincerity." ”

Eh, Zhang He was suddenly messy, and could only ask weakly, "Then what can be considered sincere?" ”

"It's okay to talk to the emperor like the slave family." Long Diewu said sweetly, and without waiting for Zhang He to reply, he took the initiative to get into Zhang He's arms again, put his ear to Zhang He's mouth, and said in a flattering voice, "It's right to be gentle and affectionate." ”

Eh, Zhang He couldn't help but feel a burst of sadness, Nima, when my brother was in college, he was going to go to medical school for Shenma? I knew that I would marry so many wives, and my brother should have taken the acting major, in this way, no matter who he faces, my brother can easily achieve infinite tenderness, deep love like the sea, and it won't make people find flaws, right?

Okay, in order for my brother to live happily and happily, my brother will start practicing acting from now on, Zhang He took a deep, deep breath, and said softly as much as he could, "I, love, you." ”

Although, it's still not very gentle, let alone affectionate, but to make this step, the dragon butterfly dance is already very satisfied, as a woman, it is undoubtedly a happy thing to hear a lover's words at the beginning of the day. Therefore, Long Butterfly Dance was still very happy, and immediately tapped Zhang He's cheek with his crisp lips, and then decisively got out of Zhang He's arms.

"Uncle Huang, you enjoy breakfast slowly, the slave family is going to arrange the press conference, by the way, warm reminder, if the emperor uncle doesn't want to provoke criticism, it is best to wipe the lipstick marks on his face, of course, if the emperor uncle is reluctant to wipe off the lipstick marks left by the slave family because he loves the slave family deeply, the slave family will generously admit that it was the slave family who seduced the emperor uncle, giggles."

Looking at the dragon and butterfly dance that sprinkled the house full of coquettish smiles, Zhang He finally couldn't help but feel relaxed, but he couldn't help but feel unfinished for a while, Nima, it seems that my brother is cheap again, I actually like this kind of taste of being aggressive, and I feel that I have successfully fallen into the unpredictable and gentle hometown of the dragon butterfly dance Zhang He, can only pout helplessly, and then enjoy the fragrant local chicken soup.

After breakfast, Li Qian came with two old nurses, brought an astonishing amount of gauze and bandages, and began to perform the meaning of the dragon and butterfly dance, wrapping his whole body in gauze, and bandaging it into a very artistic mummy.

Zhang He, who checked himself with his divine sense, couldn't help but let out a vicious whisper, "Nima, one day, brother will definitely turn you all into real mummies." ”

As soon as he thought of those hateful enemies, Zhang He involuntarily rose with a burst of killing intent, and then fell into contemplation again, seriously thinking about the script he wanted.

……

At half past ten in the morning, Zhang He was pushed by two old nurses on an operating table to the hall of the Rejuvenation Hall, which was already full of reporters, long guns, short cannons and countless cameras.

Long Diewu sat on the temporarily arranged rostrum, and when the old nurses pushed Zhang He onto the rostrum, Long Diewu said with a serious face, "Friends from the media, thank you for your continued attention to the medical accident of Huichun Hall, and thank you for coming here today, as the general manager of Huichun Hall, I just want to say one word, this matter is not a medical accident, but a conspiracy, a conspiracy against Huichun Hall, today, I will answer the questions of reporters and friends in 1510." ”

Without waiting for the reporters to speak, Long Diewu continued, "Originally, our chairman Mr. Zhang He was ready to personally receive your visit, but last night, he was suddenly attacked by the enemy and was seriously injured, so I can only do it for me, the general manager, and I hope that you will be friends from the media." ”

Although the version of the story designed by the Dragon Butterfly Dance is good, Zhang He temporarily changed his mind when he was pushed onto the rostrum by the old nurses, so without waiting for the reporter's "friends" to speak, and the Dragon Butterfly Dance could not speak again, Zhang He raised his right hand "with difficulty" and motioned to the two old nurses to help him sit up.

Zhang He, who was covered in gauze and was a mummy, successfully attracted the attention of all the flashes with difficult movements and a seemingly painful and weak expression, and for a while, the dazzling flash made Zhang He unable to open his eyes directly, and his expression naturally became more painful.

Long Diewu was surprised, but she controlled her emotions well, and immediately handed the spare microphone to Zhang He, and said very sternly, "Thank you for your support from the media, but please also keep the respect that a patient should have, don't turn on the flash again, and please keep quiet, and listen to our chairman explain the medical accident in Huichuntang, okay?" ”

Long Diewu's words successfully suppressed the flashing lights and created a quiet environment for Zhang He to speak, "Thank you...... Thank you. Zhang He said with difficulty into the microphone that the old nurse was helping to carry, "This matter, and, not, single, simple, targeting, returning, rejuvenating hall." ”

Zhang He seemed to have the strength to say, "This, this conspiracy, in fact, is, it is aimed at Chinese traditional Chinese medicine, there are people who want to disrupt Huaxia, and, and take advantage of the situation to unfold, cultural aggression, and Chinese medicine is just right, is their first and first goal." ”

In view of Zhang He's serious injury, all the media "friends" were very polite, no one interjected, and Zhang He also spoke with difficulty again, "I, I just want to say, say, Huaxia is, is the originator of traditional Chinese medicine, disciples and grandchildren, come, come, your teacher, the ancestor is waiting for you, wait, waiting for you, these are not good, but I think, I want to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors of the unfilial piety, unfilial piety." ”

After speaking, Zhang He used his left hand on his abdomen to gently press on his dantian, and decisively sent himself into a coma.

"Quick, send the chairman to the rescue, friends from the media, I'm sorry, because our chairman has a serious injury and the press conference has been postponed for the time being, sorry."

Without waiting for reporters and friends to ask, Long Diewu and the old nurses pushed Zhang He and hurried to the emergency room.

In order to make the performance flawless, Zhang He decisively made himself really unconscious, but what he didn't expect was that his whimsical plan actually accidentally became the strongest decisive battle declaration in the history of Chinese traditional Chinese medicine, and this triggered a series of cruel battles, several times, and even almost pushed himself into a place of no return