Chapter 249: Poor Robbe

said. Jiang Tao, this kid, rolled out of bed with a butt, and sure enough, he used the electronic dictionary to help Gao Feng look up words.

It took at least 20 minutes for Gao Feng to get an email in English.

Then, Gao Feng rubbed his palms and prayed in a low voice, "You must give your strength to let Robey see this email." ”

Then, Gao Feng solemnly clicked the mouse and sent the email.

After a while, Jiang Tao suddenly said, "Gao Feng, how many such emails do you say Luo Bei will receive in a day?" At least thousands, right? If that's the case, I'm afraid the emails we send will not be easy to see. ”

"What then?" Gao Feng is clearly aware of this as well.

"Send a few more! The odds of being seen are greater! Jiang Tao said.

"Good!" Gao Feng nodded, copied the content of the previous email, and then resent it dozens of times in a row.

Until, suddenly, there were a few new emails in the mailbox.

"Oh my day, replied so quickly? We're in luck! Gao Feng said in surprise, "Sui Ge and Liu Xiaotong, you two guys can't talk cool this time!" Look at the people, there is no shelf at all, and the email is replied to so quickly! ”

Liu Xiaotong also got up at this time, stepped forward to look at Gao Feng's email, and suddenly said, "This is wrong...... Uh, I'll translate the content of the email, it seems to say 'delivery is invalid'......"

"I'll rub!" Gao Feng slammed his mouse, "This damn mailbox!" Can't you send it abroad? ”

"Maybe it's because it's resent too much, so it's considered spam." Liu Xiaotong said.

"Fako!" Jiang Tao scolded, "It seems that you just have to resign yourself to fate!" ”

"It's not fate, you guys are worrying about nothing." Sui Ge said, "Even if I can't receive your email, even if someone really has a problem with their leg, won't they go for treatment?" Don't think that hospitals all over the world are as low-level and high-cost as Huaxia, there are still some reliable hospitals in Europe and the United States, he has so much money, he can definitely go for treatment, right? ”

Gao Feng and Jiang Tao were right to think about it, the two of them were indeed a little over-blooded.

Roberto is a world-class player, and the club must treat him like a treasure, and if something goes wrong with his golden left foot, they will definitely go all out to treat him. With so many famous doctors and capable people all over the world, there is always a way to cure it. If so many people can't cure Luo Bei's injuries, then will Sui Ge's dog skin plaster definitely work?

"Forget it! Don't think about it, go to class, learn knowledge and culture, enrich yourself, and be a useful talent! Damn, at least be able to write an email in English! Gao Feng said, began to pack his things, and prepared to go to class.

"It's very good." Sui Ge said with a smile.

Moments later, the people in dormitory 403 went to the classroom together.

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Luo Bei looked a little haggard, his eyes fell on the computer monitor, and he said angrily: "Why! Why, exactly! ”

Obviously, the current news about Robbe's injury on the Internet has been spread, especially the "golden left foot" is called the "golden waste foot", which makes Robey even more angry.

Hank on the side was even more angry and said: "It must have been revealed by the ** Chinese medicine practitioner!" I can't imagine that this guy has no medical ethics and deliberately reveals the patient's condition, which is really hateful! ”

"He's there for a reason!" Robey said, "If you look at the news, they've officially announced that they're going to endorse Kerry. ”

"Kerry?" Hank exclaimed, "This is a conspiracy! Robbe, let's get out of here and go back to Europe, and I'll try to find you the best doctors and hospitals, and I'll be sure to get your left foot back to its former state! The people of this country are so insidious, they have no faith and no moral ......."

Robey shook his head and said, "There are only a few people who have no morals and beliefs, but there are still many good people-"

"Mr. Robbeβ€”something is wrong!"

At this moment, Pan Ming rushed into the room with a panicked expression, "Now there are bad rumors about you on the Internet - do you all already know about it?" ”

Pan Ming looked at the news on the computer monitor, and there was no need to say the rest of the words.

"Damn, the people of Song's Pharmaceutical are too bad, they are simply forced!" Pan Ming also scolded at this time. Luo Bei's endorsement is in vain, and Pan Ming's business commission will naturally drop too much.

"Pan, stop scolding, it doesn't make sense." "The important thing is, what now? ”

"Let's go back to Europe." Hank said, "Get your left foot healed as soon as possible, and shut up all those who question and attack you!" ”

"Nope. In my opinion, I should try other Chinese medicine, Huaxia Shenzhou Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, there are still many powerful Chinese medicine practitioners. Pan Mingjian said. At this time, the situation was completely wrong, and if Robey returned to Europe immediately, Pan Ming would receive much less salary. Therefore, driven by vital interests, Pan Ming did not propose to return to Europe. In Pan Ming's eyes, Luo Beike is his God of Wealth.

"I also believe that Chinese medicine is very powerful, but their medical ethics are too poor." Hank said.

"Only those people in the Song family are like this, and they have no medical ethics." Pan Ming continued to persuade, "Most of the other Chinese medicine practitioners are actually very good. Moreover, there are many Chinese medicine practitioners who are more clever than the Song family, believe me. Since you've already come to Huaxia, why don't you try again? Besides, since there are already rumors flying all over the sky, I don't bother to care, just concentrate on treating my injuries. ”

Hearing this, Luo Bei finally nodded, "Since you have already come here, why do you have to try again, even if it is a foreign country at that time." Alas, I really didn't expect this mysterious country to disappoint me so much. ”

Just then, the phone in the room rang.

It was a transatlantic call, from Robbe's female assistant.

She told Robey that rumors of his worsening left foot injury had spread in Europe, which upset the club's bigwigs, and Robbe's value began to decline rapidly.

In short, because of a rumor, Robbe's career suddenly fell to the bottom.

What's worse is that this rumor is true, although Robey's left foot is not completely "waste left foot", but as long as he continues to play, nine times out of ten he can really only end up with a waste left foot.

The female assistant comforted Robey for a few words, and then seemed to remember something, and told Robey that in the morning, a "crazy" Chinese fan sent dozens of the same "incomprehensible" emails to Robbe's public mailbox, and then she was blacklisted. However, driven by curiosity, the female assistant "took great pains" to "translate" the email, and it took a long time to figure out the meaning of the email, to the effect that Robey went to buy a miraculous "plaster made of dog skin" that could heal Robbe's left foot.

Obviously, this "crazy, incomprehensible" email was from Gao Feng and Jiang Tao. Because most of the content was translated by a translator, it was difficult for even Britons to understand the English emails made by the two men. Fortunately, the female assistant was also a very curious person, and she played the spirit of nails, which allowed her to figure out the content of the email.

A plaster made of dog skin?

Dog skin plaster!

It was the second time Robey had heard someone recommend a dog skin plaster to him.

However, the first person who recommended the dog skin plaster to him had a much better level of English, and even Robey could understand it. And the person recommended to him this time, the English level is just shit, and the basic grammar is wrong.

But Gao Feng's email finally conveyed a key message: dog skin plaster.

Dog skin plaster, this is the second time Robey has seen someone recommend it to him.

After hanging up the phone, Luo Bei asked Pan Ming: "Pan, that magical young Chinese medicine doctor in Dongjiang City, his dog skin plaster, can you buy one for me?" Perhaps, something will happen. ”

Pan Ming's expression was a little strange. It's not that he has any prejudices against Sui Ge, it's just that when he went to line up to buy dog skin plaster, he was devastated, just queuing and real-name system, the key is to make charitable donations, Pan Ming originally planned to symbolically donate one or two thousand, but who knew that people didn't accept it, because the other party asked Pan Ming to donate one-third of Luo Bei's income. Isn't this a joke, how can Pan Ming have such authority, not to mention that Pan Ming thinks that the other party is clearly robbing money.

It is precisely because of this that Pan Ming is full of contempt and hatred for Sui Ge's dog skin plaster.

Now, Luo Bei asked about this matter again, and Pan Ming had no choice but to tell the truth.

"It's a strange rule." After hearing this, Luo Bei was not angry, and said calmly, "Is it a charitable donation?" ”

"Yes." Pan Ming said, "However, it can only be donated to the fund they stipulate is called Caotang." Donate to other charities, they won't buy it at all! Anyway, I feel like that kid is a liar too! ”

"Alas, why are there so many liars in this mysterious country?" Robey sighed.

"This is a bunch of guys with no faith and no medical ethics!" Hank yelled, in a terrible mood. Originally, Hank was full of awe and curiosity about Chinese medicine, but Song Lihao's actions disappointed Hank.

"Forget it, I'll go out for a walk." Robey said sullenly, put on a pair of sunglasses, and turned to walk outside.

Hank and Pan Ming glanced at each other, both saw the helplessness in each other's eyes, and then the two followed.

Bang!

Before the two of them could go out, they heard the sound of someone falling.

"Could it be Robbe?"

Pan Ming secretly screamed badly.

Could it be that the house leak happened to rain overnight? Robey, who has just been slandered by rumors, is really going to be lame?