84. An ordinary day

What's the most important thing about being a penguin?

Xiaohuang is thinking seriously about this question.

In the past, she thought that she would have a slender body, and then eat more good things, looking forward to one day being able to awaken her bloodline, soar to the sky, and become the supreme phoenix among the birds.

But as time went on, it became clear to her that she was really just a penguin, a penguin that was fatter than the others.

Therefore, when her dream of becoming a phoenix was shattered, and when Xiaohuang was confused, Fan Jianqiang gave her a path.

These days, she wants to avoid Fan Jianqiang, but this is simply not realistic.

The hospital is so big, Fan Jianqiang, who is idle, has a carpet search, and Xiaohuang's little short legs have a hard time going up the stairs, let alone running around.

She was always blocked by Fan Jianqiang, and then threatened to send her to the morgue, and it is said that the old man who broke the palm of Fan Jianqiang's hand now slammed the door of the morgue.

"Spare me, I really don't know what architectural drawings you're talking about!" Little Phoenix is about to collapse.

Fan Jianqiang didn't think so, he scooped Xiaohuang up from the ground, picked up a diaper, wrapped her indiscriminately, and hung it on the clothes rack.

In this way, Xiaohuang can't run if he wants to.

This kind of thing often happens these days, and Xiaohuang is no longer surprised.

She really didn't know the so-called architectural drawings, otherwise she would have handed them over a long time ago, so why bother to make such a humiliation!

Fan Jianqiang looked at Xiao Huang with a sad and angry face, don't ask him why he can see the penguin's expression. If he had been hung here like this, his feelings would not have been much better.

"Looks like the little fat man wasn't lying. However, in this case, things are a little more difficult to do. Fan Jianqiang touched his chin, and felt that the problem was very tricky for a while.

For today's Celestial Empire, ordinary wooden houses are actually enough, and those skilled craftsmen are actually not too much of a problem in designing a two-story or three-story building.

However, the wooden structure of the building is much worse than the reinforced concrete in terms of service life, and even worse in terms of bearing gravity!

Hospital, once it opens, Fan Jianqiang can foresee that there must be a lot of people who come to see a doctor, and it will be a huge challenge to the carrying capacity of the floor at that time.

"You really don't know? Little fat man, if I find out that you are lying, you should know what the consequences are. The big deal is that I'm going to open the morgue and release all the dead inside. I can go back to the real world, but as for you, where are you going? Fan Jianqiang is telling the truth.

The things in the hospital can't be brought to the real world unless he deliberately redeems them.

Moreover, he only came in as a conscious body, and his departure was only a thought.

The so-called danger of the morgue was not too threatening to him.

Xiaohuang's fat body trembled subconsciously, but she soon found out sadly that she really didn't know about the design drawings!

"Fan is strong! You slut, even if you throw your aunt and me into the morgue, your aunt won't be able to conjure the drawings for you! It's a big deal that my aunt and grandmother are out of the way, and we will die together! You don't want to exchange anything from the hospital in the future! Xiao Huang was pushed to the limit by Fan Jianqiang, and finally broke out at this time.

There is a saying that seems to say, no longer erupting in silence, just perverting in silence.

Xiaohuang broke out, and as for Fan Jianqiang, he belonged to the latter.

Fan Jianqiang stretched out his palm and rubbed it on Xiaohuang's fat body, and said with a smile: "Just kidding you, look at you, take it seriously!" Just like you, it is estimated that your brain is fat, and even if you know the drawings, you have forgotten it now. ”

Xiao Huang nodded hurriedly, feeling that Fan Jianqiang was right, she really didn't know what drawings were not drawings.

But what does it feel wrong? Am I being scolded?

Without allowing Xiaohuang to react, Fan Jianqiang had a move and had already left the hospital.

Only Xiaohuang was left hanging alone on the clothes rack, shaking back and forth, and the diapers on his body looked very funny.

"Young Master?" Liang Xiaoyue felt that Fan Jianqiang's body suddenly stiffened just now, as if he was cheating a corpse.

Fan Jianqiang opened his eyes and looked at Liang Xiaoyue, who was sweating, and couldn't help but feel soft in his heart. It is true that Xiaoyue is his maid, but her status in his heart is not as simple as a maid.

He reached out and grabbed Liang Xiaoyue's palm pressed on his shoulder, and pulled Liang Xiaoyue to sit on the stool next to him. "Rest, this thing is too tiring, let's not do it in the future, find a ...... when the time comes"

"Don't look for it!" Fan Jianqiang was not allowed to finish speaking, and Liang Xiaoyue directly denied it.

Fan Jianqiang smiled and stopped talking.

Coming here, with his current economic strength, it is no longer a problem to feed some young and beautiful girls or something, but he didn't do it.

He used to dream of going back to ancient times, making a fortune, and embracing left and right, but now that he really has this kind of opportunity, he suddenly feels a little bored.

A relationship without a heart is soulless, and what is the meaning of a purely physical relationship without a soul?

"It, in fact, I don't mean that, if the young master wants to find the young grandmother, how can he find the right person. At least you must be good-looking, have a good temper, have a family background, and read poetry and books! Liang Xiaoyue probably felt that what she just said was too much, so she hurriedly added a lot of reasons.

"The rest is fine, but it's a bit difficult to read poetry books! Xiaoyue, you also know, young master, I have a good relationship with Yang Dasha, and now although I have a clerical job, I am not very well treated here in the clerical position. And the women who read poetry and books are generally from civil official families, how can they marry their daughters to the young master? ”

"What then?" Liang Xiaoyue tilted her head and asked.

Fan Jianqiang smiled treacherously: "Do you want a lot of masters, let me cook a raw rice and mature rice?" What if they don't agree? ”

"Oops! Why don't you have a proper line! "Liang Xiaoyue was completely defeated by him.

Fan Jianqiang laughed, he was just joking, if he really did such a thing, if he didn't say anything else, those old men would unite to kill him! Even, he was not the only one who died, including his own daughter!

This is not alarmist, what kind of birds are those pedantic old things, which Fan Jianqiang felt when he read history.

This era is an era in which there are no human rights.

The so-called law, in the final analysis, is only for the royal family, and in addition, the law does not control the disposal of one's own servants and children.

Playing and slapping, the day passed so leisurely.

When the sun rose the next day, Fan Jianqiang didn't have the doctors he wanted, but he received two heads on this day.