As soon as Zhang Guowei jumped high, he was about to come forward and hug Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan immediately dodged and said, "Don't! Brother doesn't do it. ”

The third master looked at Zhang Fan, and his gaze was constantly scanning as if he was looking at a monster. They've been in casinos for more than a decade, and today, they've finally fallen on their heels.

"Little friend, it's your turn." Although the third master was not convinced, in the face of the facts, he had to choose to bow his head.

"Good!"

Zhang Fan grabbed the cup casually, threw it forward, and said, "Okay!" You can see what you do. ”

This......

The third master was dumbfounded! Is this dice casting? So casual? But if according to the rules of the casino, Zhang Fan did not foul, and the cup had already passed through his hands, then the process of throwing the dice was already completed and qualified.

"Little friend, are you sure you're done?" The third master still asked uncertainly.

Originally, he thought that he still had a game that could turn back to the losing situation. However, Zhang Fan didn't seem to give him this opportunity. As soon as the dice were dropped, he didn't even have a chance to discern.

"Hmmm! It's done! Zhang Fan nodded, and said with an extremely serious face.

Sample! I don't play cards according to common sense, see what you can do with me? Because Zhang Fan knew that if he picked up the cup and spread the dice according to the usual way, the other party would be a person with profound gambling skills after all.

They had to listen to the sound of the dice hitting the cup, and at once they could quickly tell the dots. Zhang Fan just didn't give them this opportunity.

"Alright! I throw in the towel. The third master said with a dejected face.

Today is destined to be the day when he will be in trouble. He suddenly felt that others were dozens of years older all of a sudden. Thinking that he was a martial artist, he was actually defeated and swept away by others.

"Wow! Brother Fan, in this way, the money is still ours? it! Now we're in for a big deal. Among the people present, the happiest was Zhang Guowei.

The money cakes on the table are piled up like a small mountain, and once you exchange the banknotes, this is millions of dollars! Can he not be excited?

If possible, he really wanted to hug Zhang Fan and bite him the face!

Although he had already lost, the third master still congratulated Zhang Fan very gracefully, and then he untied the sword in his waist and handed it to Zhang Fan, "This short sword will be yours in the future." The dagger has followed me for some time, and I still haven't figured out what it's about, alas. ”

Having said that, the third master was really a little reluctant. But the bet has been placed, and he is a loser again, and he has no right to speak.

"Then I'll thank you."

Zhang Fanmei asked for the short sword. What came from the hand turned out to be a burst of coldness.

Sure enough, it's a good sword!

Coming out of Tianhe Casino, Zhang Fan suddenly found that the sky was exceptionally brilliant today.

As for the money won back from the casino, excluding the more than 100,000 yuan that Zhang Guowei wants to repay them, there is about 1 million left. So the two of them sat on the ground and divided the accounts.

Zhang Fan is quite generous, after all, this is a little worse than money, but the process is still legitimate. Zhang Guowei is also self-aware, he suggested three seven points, he three, and Zhang Fan seven.

Zhang Fan naturally has no opinion on this. After all, at the gambling table, he has always been the one who contributes, and Zhang Guowei is just running errands.

transferred the money into the silver card, which was Zhang Fanren's earning back hundreds of thousands of dollars at once with his own hands. For such a poor son as him, it is indeed a great wealth.

Zhang Fan received a call from Li Biluo, but he was a little surprised in his heart. Is it because of his internship and absenteeism?

"Zhang Fan, why don't you come to work again? Your teacher Zhou Yang, he reported you to my grandfather, saying that you are a student, there is no system, my grandfather is very angry after hearing this, if you still want to continue your internship in the hospital, you can explain to my grandfather! ”

Paralysis! It's Zhou Yang's goods again! Why is this man like a ghost, who doesn't do anything all day long, always trying to find a way to give him little shoes to wear?

After Zhang Fan thanked Li Biluo, he hurriedly hung up the phone. Originally, he was going to go to the Chenghuang Temple on Xicheng Street in the afternoon to find the old beggar to identify the treasure of the short sword he won back from the third master.

was stabbed by Zhou Yang like this, and he couldn't be at peace.

"What's wrong? What happened? Zhang Guowei found that Zhang Fan's face was gloomy, and he asked with concern.

"It's okay! I'll go back to the hospital first. ”

Zhang Fan hurriedly intercepted one or two taxis and hurried to the hospital.

Even the dean knows about his absenteeism, if he can't give the dean a reasonable explanation, it's really like what Li Biluo said, there is no need to say the internship appraisal, and it is very likely that the dean will let him leave the hospital halfway with a complaint.

Dean Li Guochang is almost sixty years old this year. Like he is a part-time director and the leader of the hospital, he seems to be busy with things in his hands.

Only recently, his old problem has recurred, rheumatoid arthritis. As a hospital, he can save lives, but one of the greatest sorrows of doctors is that doctors cannot heal themselves.

"Alas! It may be that the person is old, and the legs are not good. ”

Li Guochang sat upright on a chair, picked up his trouser legs, and gently rubbed the swollen joint.

"Dean, I heard you were looking for me?"

Zhang Fan's arrival was very timely. In fact, a little intern doctor like him, he could never have imagined that Li Guochang would pay attention to him.

"Are you Zhang Fan? Come in and sit! Li Guochang said with a smile.

Li Guochang is a very kind old man! When he first came to this hospital for internship, Zhang Fan's impression of Li Guochang was like this.

Later, he learned that Li Guochang was actually a doctor who returned from studying in the United States, and it was said that he was a very powerful figure in cardiovascular and cerebrovascular aspects.

As for how powerful he is, Zhang Fan has no choice but to do it.

Zhang Fan walked in and sat down on the sofa next to the wall.

Li Guochang glanced at him, still smiling and said, "What kind of tea do you drink?" ”

"No! Thank you, Dean! I heard you were looking for me, so I rushed here. When Zhang Fan said this, he was a little empty in his heart.

After all, he and Zhang Guowei had just come out of the casino. In case this matter is known by Li Guochang, maybe the matter is really more troublesome.

"Huh! Actually, there is nothing to do! It's good for young people to have personalities, but don't be so sharp, be careful that you will hurt yourself. You tell me? Li Guochang was still smiling.

Zhang Fan's face was stunned! Paralyzing! What kind of dumb riddle is this old man playing against him? He wasn't the roundworm in his stomach, so how did he know what the old man was going to say to him?

"Dean, can you be clear? I really don't understand what you're saying! "It's out, how are you the dean? I didn't do anything wrong anyway! As for Zhou Yang's bastard, he bit him for no reason, and he was also very depressed about Zhang Fan.

Didn't that guy kick him to the infectious disease department already? Why is he still like a mad dog, holding him back?

"Don't understand? Then go back and think about it! ”

Li Guochang stood up, but in an instant, he made an "oops" and his body fell forward. Fortunately, Zhang Fan's eyes were quick and he immediately supported him.

"Dean, are you alright?" The old man looks very sturdy, huh? How could it be...... Zhang Fan's head couldn't turn a corner.

"Oops! It's okay, it's just an old problem, arthritis is sick all of a sudden, and the legs are weak. Hehe! Thank you just now, otherwise I'd have to fall into a dog and eat. ”

Li Guochang sat back in his chair, indifferent.

Wind makes joints? Isn't that a minor problem? Zhang Fan's face was stunned! Suddenly remembered that the "Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate" awarded to him by the old beggar was a cure for all incurable diseases, right?

"Dean, why don't I show you, maybe I can cure your rheumatism." Zhang Fan sold a big favor to Li Guochang.