"Shen Shimei, is there something wrong with you?" Yu Meijing looked at Shen Shimei with disgust.

Shen Shiliu is single now, and he is happy everywhere, and many people in the hospital secretly say that Shen Shimei. Mo Zhitao is the fifth diamond king in the hospital, and she must have the idea of beating Mo Zhitao. Therefore, Yu Meijing should be careful not to let her boyfriend be pried away by this.

"Hehehe, Secretary Yu, that's right, we have a document in the internal medicine department that needs you to stamp a seal." Shen Shiliu handed the information in her hand to Yu Meijing, Yu Meijing looked at the information, she took out the official seal and stamped it.

"Mo Yuan, I'll report to your office another day." Shen Shiliu threw another wink at Mo Zhitao, then turned around and walked out with his round pink buttocks.

Yu Meijing glared at Mo Zhitao a little angrily, "Mo Zhitao, I sue you, you don't have an affair with this kind of dirty woman." ”

Isn't it true that a dirty woman can have an affair? Mo Zhitao felt dirty in his heart for a while, but he also thought about it and didn't dare to say it. Otherwise, Yu Meijing would have been mad at him. "Meijing, don't worry, I won't like this kind of woman."

"I heard that Shen Shimei's relationship with the hospital and some male leaders outside is unclear, you must be careful." Yu Meijing reminded Mo Zhitao, "She's dirty." ”

"I also know this," Mo Zhitao nodded. A beautiful and sexy woman like Shen Pomegranate is generally wanted by men. Just now, when he saw Shen Shimei's slender legs in black stockings, he had an urge to press him on the sofa to get up.

"Okay, we'll have dinner together in the evening, and you call to make a reservation. But let's say okay, this time I'm going to get drunk at night, I won't go to a restaurant like Lin Zhenqiang, and you will pay for it. Yu Meijing told Mo Zhitao.

Mo Zhitao nodded and said, "Don't worry, I'll pay." ”

As soon as Mo Zhitao returned to the Chinese medicine department, he received a strange phone call. "Hey, is it Mo Zhitao?" When Mo Zhitao answered the phone, a high-pitched voice came from inside.

"I am, who are you?" Mo Zhitao asked a little unhappily.

"I'm Duan Zhenxiang, your squad leader, and now the Third People's Hospital of the city." The man named Duan Zhenxiang roared loudly, and he thought that it was a shame for him that Mo Zhitao did not hear his voice.

Mo Zhitao's mind couldn't help but have some memories, this Duan Zhenxiang was the class leader of his secondary school class in the city health school, and he was a person who liked the rich and hated the poor. In the past, Mo Zhitao's family background was not good, and he was considered poor in school, and he was often looked down upon by Duan Zhenxiang.

"Oh, it's our squad leader, I don't know what it's more expensive." Mo Zhitao asked. For these people who have always thought they are high, Mo Zhitao looks down on them. Especially his current identity and strength, he feels that Duan Zhenxiang is a clown.

"Hmph, I thought you didn't even know me as the squad leader," Duan Zhenxiang said angrily. "We're going to have a class reunion at 7 o'clock tomorrow night, you must come over, in the banquet hall on the 3rd floor of the Laiwang Hotel.

"Where is the Lewang Hotel?" Mo Zhitao was stunned for a moment, he hadn't heard of any Laiwang Hotel

"Damn, it seems that you poor boy doesn't know anything, this is our star hotel in Qingmei City, you take a car to the city bus station, just take a motorcycle." In Duan Zhenxiang's eyes, a poor boy like Mo Zhitao is reluctant to pay for a taxi.

If it weren't for the large consumption this time, the sponsorship that was promised before was not in place, he would not have called poor boys like Mo Zhitao and Li Yan. This party is 500 yuan for each student, and meals, singing, and accommodation are covered

Now that the bonus is tight, Duan Zhenxiang had no choice but to call Mo Zhitao and his classmates from the countryside and ask them to come over and pay money to attend the party.

"No, squad leader, there's going to be a party tomorrow night, and you're going to sue me now? I probably won't be able to take time off. Mo Zhitao said deliberately.

Mo Zhitao knew that people like Duan Zhenxiang looked down on people, and things like gatherings must have been agreed on a month in advance, at least more than a week in advance, so that people could prepare in advance. It's already afternoon, so I said I'm going to meet tomorrow night.

"Hehe, this is a temporary decision, you work in the countryside, it doesn't matter if you can't go to school, Li Yan will also come." Duan Zhenxiang said disapprerovingly. It would be an honor for poor students like this to invite them to come to the city to meet them.

Of course, although the media reported on the last miscarriage of the disease, the director of the traditional Chinese medicine department of the Macheng District People's Hospital, did not specify the name and positive photos. This was requested by Mo Zhitao, and he wanted to keep a low profile. Therefore, Duan Zhenxiang and the others didn't know that Mo Zhitao was such a powerful person.

"Li Yan will also go over?" Mo Zhitao was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't help but think of Li Yan, a classmate in the same dormitory before. He and Li Yan are both poor boys, so we often go to class and eat together, and in the health school, the two of them have the best relationship.

"Alright, I'll be over tomorrow night." I haven't seen Li Yan for three years, and Mo Zhitao also wants to meet him.

"This party is 500 yuan per person, and you will give it to me when you come." Duan Zhenxiang said happily. Eating and singing costs an average of two or three hundred yuan per person, and the rest can be used as other activity funds.

Mo Zhitao nodded, "Okay, I'll pay you then." For these five hundred yuan, Mo Zhitao doesn't care. If it weren't for the fact that Li Yan would also attend the party, he wouldn't want to participate in this kind of high-ranking class reunion.

Mo Zhitao hung up the phone, he went to see Gu Guoguang's condition again, and he was already much better, and according to this treatment, it would not take long to be discharged from the hospital. Ah Bing is no big deal, and he can be discharged from the hospital in the next two days.

If Ah Bing hadn't heard that he could still be reimbursed for his current hospitalization, as well as nutrition expenses, lost work expenses, etc., he would have applied for discharge early in the morning.

Li Dingshuai saw Mo Zhitao coming, he hurriedly ran over to ask for advice, "Master, how about you look at my current qi acupuncture?" ”

Gu Guoguang's matter shocked Li Sanzhen and others, and he asked Li Dingshuai to follow Mo Zhitao and learn Mo Zhitao's true skills.

Like Gu Guoguang's condition, Li Sanzhen sighed that he couldn't get it right, Mo Zhitao's medical skills were amazing, and it was the same as the last miscarriage. Li Sanzhen has also secretly studied, and there is no way to overcome the flow disease.

Therefore, Li Dingshuai is now very angry with Mo Zhitao, and he wants to learn powerful medical skills from Mo Zhitao

"Okay, let's go to the ward," Mo Zhitao followed Li Dingshuai to the ward, and he carefully watched Li Dingshuai's treatment. After that, Mo Zhitao whispered some things to pay attention to.

Li Dingshuai nodded secretly when he heard this, and he felt a little regretful. If he hadn't targeted Mo Zhitao in the past and learned medical skills from Mo Zhitao in advance, he would definitely have been able to learn a little more. "Master, you're so good." Li Dingshuai said sincerely.

"Hehehe, I'm not good, I just know a little more," Mo Zhitao shook his head with a smile

Listening to Mu Ming, the real masters of those medical sects are no worse than him now, and each medical sect has their powerful medical skills, such as the Yin-Yang Gate is based on the Yin-Yang Recipe and the Yin-Yang Medical Sutra. Therefore, Mo Zhitao's current ability is estimated that he will not be able to win the championship, and he must practice the Yin and Yang Gate to the fifth level.

"Master, what kind of internal skills are you practicing, can I learn it?" Li Dingshuai looked at Mo Zhitao expectantly.

Mo Zhitao shook his head and said embarrassedly: "Ding Shuai, I'm sorry, my master at that time said that he couldn't teach others, and it was not suitable for others to practice." Your martial arts in Chinese medicine are even more powerful. ”

"Cut, no matter how powerful they are, they can't be as powerful as you, you can cure the disease, but my grandfather can't cure it." Li Dingshuai's face showed contempt, "The really powerful martial arts of the Chinese medicine sect can only be understood by the master of the sect, and my grandfather can't learn the most powerful martial arts." ”

Mo Zhitao's eyes lit up, it would be good if he could ask some things about traditional Chinese medicine from Li Dingshuai's body. After all, now Mu Ming is afraid of being discovered by others, and the things he is exploring outside are not very detailed, and all he knows is the previous information.

"Ding Shuai, is your master very powerful?" Mo Zhitao asked deliberately.

"Well, I heard that the martial arts have reached the sixth level, and the medical skills are terrifying. However, he generally went into retreat or studied medicine, and rarely asked about worldly matters. My grandfather is one of the elders of the Chinese medicine sect, and he doesn't care much about the affairs of the Chinese medicine sect, unless there is something to ask for in the door, he will go. Li Dingshuai nodded.

"Master, I think your medical skills are similar to those of our master." Li Dingshuai told Mo Zhitao about some of the situation in the Chinese medicine door.

Mo Zhitao waved his hand, "This is impossible, I'm just a little doctor, how can I be so powerful?"

Mo Zhitao secretly felt funny, Li Dingshuai still thought that other people's martial arts were powerful, but his own martial arts were not good. In fact, whether it is martial arts or medical skills, it must be practiced well by diligence and hard work.

At the same time, Mo Zhitao has a deep feeling for those sects who have many powerful subordinates, and in today's society, sometimes there are still many people with great power. Like last night's assassination, if he still had a few subordinates around the fourth level, it would not be so easy for those killers to kill themselves.

He had already made up his mind that he must cultivate his own power. At the same time, Mo Zhitao no longer has a merciful heart towards the enemy, and now the life-killing needles on his wrists are all quenched with poison.

However, this kind of poison is different from before, after poisoning, you are numb and unable to move, and if you don't take the antidote within three minutes, you will die of poison. In this way, Mo Zhitao can operate a little easier, even if he sometimes injures someone by mistake, there is still a chance to rescue.

"Anyway, I think the master is powerful, the master of Chinese medicine is so old, you are only so young, in another ten or eight years, he will definitely not be as good as you." Li Dingshuai said excitedly.

"Master, take a look at my flow acupuncture method again." Li Dingshuai also performed the flow acupuncture method in front of Mo Zhitao for the patient's acupuncture, for this powerful acupuncture method, Li Dingshuai liked it very much, and he also felt that his martial arts and medical skills had improved a lot during this time.

As long as he works harder and takes more tonics, it is estimated that he will be able to raise his martial arts to the third level this year or next year.