She dared to swear by her aunt that she really heard me right.

But this bastard won't admit it.

He doesn't admit it, what can he do? Is it possible to take the initiative to prove that he is not a little white rabbit, but a little white tiger?

Ye stomped his foot lightly and hatefully, and said angrily: "Fool, you are finished, you have offended me to death." I'm not done with you, I'm not done with you for the rest of my life. ”

After speaking, Ye Qingyu burst into tears. She covered her face and ran upstairs crying.

Bu Qingge breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed on the sofa. I felt that I had really escaped death and was lucky enough to pick up a small life.

As soon as he was out of danger of his life, Bu Qingge couldn't help but recall the scene he had just seen.

Therefore, it's not good to have a memory that you can't forget, you can't forget it, and you can play it back indefinitely.

As a result, Bu Qingge fell into dementia.

Until, he heard the crisp sound of water dropping, ticking, ticking.

Bu Qingge woke up in shock, only to find that his nosebleed was falling down his chin, and there was already a large pool of blood on the coffee table.

Bu Qingge was frightened, and hurriedly pressed a few acupuncture points to stop the bleeding.

He screamed in his heart: Hasn't his body evolved to the extreme of human beings, the ultimate perfection?

After cleaning up the coffee table, Bu Qingge made a decision and went out at night.

He didn't dare to let himself be idle, he was afraid that he would think nonsense again.

That would really bleed to death.

Two days later, Ye Qingyu took the college entrance examination. No one cares about the results of the exam.

After that, Ye Qingyu completely let go of herself. I go shopping with a bunch of little sisters all day long, and I'm so busy that I can't see anyone. Fortunately, she learned the lesson of the last "lost wine", and she would go home on time every night.

For Bu Qingge, she has never had a good face, and even with Ye Feiling, she has become a lot more "cold".

So, every time I saw Ye Feiling and Ye Qingyu, the two absolute sisters, frolicking there, Bu Qingge could only sit silently on the side, envious, jealous and hateful.

Over there at the infirmary. The battle between Bu Qingge and Sun Zhengyuan caused a sensation in the Chinese medicine community in Jinghai City, which was earth-shattering. Since then, there have been many veteran Chinese medicine practitioners who have come to challenge me. Bu Qingge did not show any timidity, and cut them down one by one, and his reputation was great for a while.

The reputation is big, and there are more patients who come to seek medical treatment, and Bu Qingge is very busy. Relying on his body, he persevered.

On this day, an Audi car came from outside the Chinese medicine hall.

The entrance to the clinic is a no-parking section, and several patients queued up on the side of the road. But the Audi car ignored it, honked its horn, forcibly drove the patient away, and stopped.

Qian Silin's temper was a little explosive, and when she saw this, she was angry, and walked over, wanting to ask the driver to park the car somewhere else.

But obediently retreated.

Bu Qingge felt strange in his heart, Luo Yulin quietly stretched out his hand and pointed: "Uncle Shi, you look at the license plate number, the mantissa is 0006." ”

Bu Qingge didn't understand: "What does this mean?"

Luo Yulin glanced at him strangely: "This is the car of the city government, and it must be the special car of a big leader." ”

Bu Qingqing sang "oh".

The door opened, and a thin man in his thirties got out of the car and walked in. He wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and his expression was very arrogant, but his tone was quite gentle.

He asked, "Who is Mr. Qian Zhengde?"

Qian Lao replied, "I am." ”

This person respectfully handed over a business card and said, "Hello Mr. Qian, I am the mayor's secretary Gao Xingping, and I would like to invite you to a doctor." ”

Qian Lao said embarrassedly: "Secretary Gao, I am old and I have never been a doctor much. ”

Gao Xingping replied: "Mr. Qian, this patient is from the imperial capital, and his status is very noble. He passed through Jinghai City, unfortunately fell ill, and was admitted to the city's First People's Hospital. Mayor Zhao personally instructed us to cure this guest at all costs. Please also ask Mr. Qian to come with me. ”

As soon as he said this, Qian Lao could only agree, got up and prepared to go.

Gao Xingping asked again: "Which one is Mr. Buqing Gebu?"

Bu Qingge responded: "I am." ”

Xingping frowned, obviously looking at Bu Qingge too young and dissatisfied. So his tone also cooled: "You also go along." ”

Bu Qingge felt a little unhappy in his heart, I was in the clinic, you asked me to go to the clinic, and you still have this attitude? He just wanted to refuse, Luo Yulin hurriedly pulled the corner of his clothes, and whispered: "Promise him, otherwise there will be trouble." ”

Bu Qingge said disapprerovingly: "A little secretary, what am I afraid of him doing?"

Luo Yulin slapped his forehead: "Uncle Shi, he is not an ordinary secretary, he is the mayor's secretary." The mayor's secretary must be a close associate of the mayor and can represent at least half of the mayor outside. We are all ordinary people, we can not scold him, but we can't offend him. ”

Bu Qingge snorted coldly, so he didn't refuse.

Qian Lao and Bu Qingge got into an Audi car, and half an hour later, they came to the First People's Hospital of the city.

In an intensive care ward, Bu Qingge met the patient.

This is an old man in his sixties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a majestic appearance. It's just that he was suffering from illness at this time, and his tall figure was curled up on the hospital bed, curled up in pain. But despite this, when he saw Xingping coming in, he still insisted on nodding and saying hello.

Xing Xingping lowered his voice and asked a middle-aged man in the ward, "Dean Zhao, how is the situation?"

The man, the director of the First People's Hospital, replied in a low voice: "The situation is not optimistic. Zhang Lao has a type of rheumatism, called recurrent rheumatism. There are no symptoms before the onset of this disease, and the onset is sudden, but the pain is very noticeable when the disease occurs. In general, the duration of the attack is short, one to three days. But Mr. Zhang's condition was so severe that he had a seizure that lasted for up to a week and had at least one seizure every month. ”

Xing Xingping frowned: "I don't care what the disease is, I only ask you, can you be cured?"

Dean Zhao shook his head: "No." The cause of this disease is unknown, and there is no effective treatment for this disease in Western medicine. Originally, the treatment effect of gold sodium thiomalate and glucose thioate gold was not bad, but these two drugs were ineffective against Zhang Lao. ”

Xingping's face changed greatly: "How can you relieve the pain?"

Dean Zhao smiled bitterly: "Elder Zhang has been using painkillers, and the effect of painkillers has greatly weakened for him. We used medicine, but it didn't do much. ”

Gao Xingping was furious: "When I called before, you kept saying that your hospital has experts in this area, and it should be no problem." ”

Dean Zhao hurriedly explained: "But what you said earlier was rheumatoid arthritis. Although the symptoms of these two diseases are similar, the medications are completely different. ”

Happy Ping said angrily: "I don't care." If you hadn't said, 'It should be fine,' I wouldn't have taken the initiative to take over the burden." Since I have taken this over, it is my responsibility to do it well. If you can't do it,"

He said word by word: "You know the identity of Elder Zhang. At that time, not only will I be unlucky, but even Mayor Pan will not be able to get out of it. As for you, do you still need me to say it?"

Dean Zhao wiped the sweat from his forehead: "There is really no way for Western medicine now, what can be counted on is Chinese medicine." Qian Lao's acupuncture is famous all over the country, if you let him try it, maybe it will have a miraculous effect. ”

Xingping dropped a sentence: "Professional things, you two go to communicate, I only need one result." ”

Then he put on a smiling face and walked towards Zhang Lao.

In a small conference room.

Bu Qingge understood what was going on.

In a word, not ordinary trouble, but very troublesome.