"Old Wu, how many have you picked up?"

A middle-aged man in a white lab coat sat back in a chair, pinching a handkerchief and wiping his sweat.

"How can there be a number of work, anyway, one after another, what about you?"

An old man who looked older than him was also wearing a white lab coat, lying on the table and panting weakly.

"Almost, I can't count them anyway."

The middle-aged man wrung out the water on the handkerchief and continued to wipe it.

"You said that this gang of underworld fights and fights, why don't the police say that they are in charge?"

The old white coat is tired, but he is still worried about social security.

"Anyway, it's dog eats dog, and the police are mostly watching the excitement from the side, so let's tease the dog by the way."

The middle-aged man wiped his sweat and began to pour water into his mouth.

It seems to make a lot of sense, usually there are fights on the street, and the police always take the beaten people away after watching the excitement. If you lose both, take it with you.

The old white coat rubbed his head against the table to show his approval.

"But there are so many hospitals in Longhai, why did they all come to our Chinese medicine hospital?"

"I think it's the rise of our Chinese medicine."

The middle-aged man analyzed it with subjective willingness.

"Stop, if that's the case, my tombstone will rise faster."

The boss in the white coat still wants to spend his old age in peace, but he doesn't want to die of exhaustion.

"Director Liu, Doctor Wu, have you rested? There are a lot of injuries waiting for you out there. ”

Nurse Calf's originally sweet voice now sounds similar to that of Nyarsha urging Yama?

"Tell them to wait a little longer, they won't die anyway. If we look at it like this, we'll die of exhaustion first. ”

"Oh...... But the dean said to hurry up, Dr. Guo, they have already let people carry them away, and now I can count on you. ”

Maverick, if you hadn't helped the dean tie his belt often, believe it or not, we'd have gone out and shot you to death!

They are tired, you have to send us to be companions, don't you!

Grumbling is complaining, but the two of them glanced at each other, still struggled to move their butts off the chairs, and walked out with each other's arms.

A certain little nurse with chicken feathers as an arrow can't clean it up, and it's not a matter of holding a handle to clean up the gang of "gangsters and hooligans" who make trouble.

So on this bright moon, the night when everything is silent, there are always one or two screams from time to time in the operating room of Longhai Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Many residents living near the hospital were surprised, when did the slaughterhouse move to the city?

"Those idiots from the underground gate, what's going on?"

A young man who looked to be in his thirties, with clear eyebrows, a pale face, and a slightly thin body, looked at the young man on the left and asked lightly.

"Uncle Huiqiu, after a scuffle, most of them were injured and are now being treated in a traditional Chinese medicine hospital. And that thing fell into the hands of Dihuamen. ”

The young man bowed and replied respectfully.

"It's expected, after all, the local Huamen surnamed Han knows more, and the preparation is naturally sufficient. Komatsu, you saw the whole fight, but there was a special person? ”

The young man shook his head.

"Uncle Huiqiu, the people who fought from beginning to end were those people in the earth, although there were a few families who were peeping in the dark like us, but they were all people in the martial arts world, and no special people appeared."

Uncle Qiu was silent for a moment, his face regretful.

"Well, that's all it can be. You go book your flight, it's time for us to leave. ”

"Huh? Just go back like that? ”

A young man beside Komatsu couldn't help but ask.

Uncle Qiu glanced at him and was a little dissatisfied with his instability.

"Do you have something to do?"

"No, but we don't want the treasure of the Heavenly Sword Gate? Is it so cheap? ”

The young man was obviously a little unconvinced, and asked unwillingly.

"Next time you come out, remember to bring your brain along."

Uncle Qiu dropped this sentence and turned to leave.

"Is there anything wrong with what I'm saying?"

The young man was scolded for having no brains, and he asked Komatsu next to him very unhappily.

"Senior Brother Cai, Uncle Shi said it before he came. What is the secret of the Heavenly Sword Gate, it is a fake news, and someone with a heart released it to fish. ”

Komatsu glanced at this senior brother very worriedly, after all, the sect would eliminate a group of people with slightly fewer brain cells every three years.

Senior Brother Cai, your future is worrying.

"Fishing? What kind of fish to catch? ”

Senior Brother Cai is still in ignorance, he always feels that Uncle Cai came all the way to watch people fishing, isn't it - it hurts too much to be idle somewhere?

"I don't know about this, but Uncle Qiu said that this time, we are either fish or bait, and it will not be the person who holds the rod."

Xiao Song prevaricated Senior Brother Cai, and planned to slip away.

He always felt that some things were explained too thoroughly, which was a challenge to Senior Brother Cai's brain capacity. Knowing less, for Senior Brother Cai, it is not a kind of happiness.

Looking at the back of Senior Brother Komatsu leaving in a hurry, there was an inexplicable halo in Senior Brother Cai's eyes.

The bait is not heavy enough, the fish is not fat enough, where is there anyone who holds the rod?

It's a farce, from start to finish.

It's just that some people think that Longhai is too lonely, so let's come over and have a good time.

It is not known who you want to be with you.

Thinking too much, my head hurts, let's go to sleep, Senior Brother Cai yawned and went to find his bed and bed.

"Too much deception!"

Hu Qinglin hatefully threw a long wooden box on the ground.

Syllable!

The wooden box is torn apart.

A round iron plaque stands out among the pile of wood chips.

A few disciples looked at each other, and the four big words "Thank you for your patronage" shone brightly.

At this time, they suddenly realized, no wonder the elders were so atmospheric, it turned out that it was not "another bottle".

Hu Qinglin now has nothing else in his heart except the shadow.

He threw away his honor and reputation, and fled under the hands of a young man, but in exchange for such a thing, he did not vomit blood and die on the spot, which is already commendable.

No, I'm going to get this guy back!

However, at this moment, someone from the WeChat Dimen Elders Group @ him.

When he opened it, he immediately poured blood into his pupils, rushed into the canopy, his beard was raised, and he looked like he was majestic and menacing, and then, with a pop, he fell to the ground.

At this moment, his world was dark.

Only the cap on the phone screen that says "One more bottle" shines.

"Uncle (Elder), don't think about it like this, I secretly won a 'another bottle' yesterday, and I haven't had time to redeem it, so I'll pick it up for you right away."

Three or four disciples pounced on them and shouted kindly, if there is any, fool the past first, and then talk about it, it is not easy to go back and find a bottle cap.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his throat.

Then Hu Qinglin's world was quiet.

He locked himself in a small dark room......

He really didn't want to be, so under the influence of force majeure, he turned on this ultimate protective technique.

Except for the uncontrolled skills and the uncertain release time, everything else is fine.

Compared with him sleeping so happily, Li Qingshan's current situation is much more difficult.

He was now sitting on his balcony, staring upstairs at the balcony in a daze. Repeated arguments have been made on the question of whether to be superior or not.

, he can say goodbye to the cold and tasteless bed board, and gallop on a beautiful body of vivid color. What a desirable and infinitely desirable thing to do.

But just going up through the window doesn't match his bright and majestic image.

No, he is still the good Chinese man, a little pacesetter in the new era of five stresses, four beauties and three loves. This is what he has insisted on for the past few years, and he should not give up for such a little temptation.

But isn't that a bit silly? The dry, hard and cold bed board is really not welcome.

Think again, think again......

He still went back to hug the bed board stupidly.

Because—he didn't seem ready for one more person around him.

When loneliness becomes a habit, it is not so simple to change.

Lying on the bed, holding his mobile phone, chatting with Momo for a few words, and saying goodnight to each other, he quickly fell asleep.

Hopefully tomorrow will be a good day......

The next morning, everything was the same as usual, no different, which made Li Qingshan very relieved.

When he arrived at the company, except for Chen Qingping, who prevented him like a wolf and refused to enter his office again, there was no annoying person, and he lived a very relaxed and happy life.

The day passed without incident.

Deep and someone's heart.

The sky in Longhai seems to be quiet again, which is good.

However......

When Li Qingshan carried two big beauties and returned home in a relaxed and happy manner, a little bit of a situation happened.

As a model among model drivers, Li Qingshan calmly waited for the red light to turn green.

"Huh?"

Chun Yu pointed out the outside of the car in surprise.

"Help me follow the red BMW."

Li Qingshan saw the red BMW at a glance, but he just turned right, and it seemed that he was not on the way.

However, seeing that Chun Yufan seemed to be in a hurry, he still sighed secretly, flicked the steering wheel, and quietly followed the red BMW.

It took more than half an hour to drive around the BMW in the distance before it stopped at a well-grade clubhouse. A man and a woman got out of the car.

Because of the angle, I couldn't see their fronts, but the woman was in good shape, graceful, and graceful, and the graceful man walked into the guild hall with his slender waist in his arms.

The man's back seemed familiar, but looking at Chun Yufan's face, Li Qingshan knew that he had guessed correctly.

Chun Yufan hurriedly got out of the car and was about to catch up, but he took two steps, stopped and turned back.

"You're not with me?"

"I hate trouble."

Li Qingshan made his position unabashedly clear.

Chun Yufan didn't say anything more, and walked quickly towards the hall.

I saw that she showed something to the doorman, and went straight into the hall.

Seeing her enter the hall, Li Qingshan planned to leave.

It's just that the car key was pulled out for Chen Qingping.

"You're not sure she'll go in as a girl?"

"This place is played by rich people, and I can't get in without a membership card, so I can't help it."

Then I saw Chen Qingping staring at him.

"Don't look at me like that, people will blush ......"

However, it was useless to be cheap, Chen Qingping was unmoved.

"Okay...... I throw in the towel. ”

Li Qingshan reluctantly got out of the car.

Chen Qingping quickly sat in the driver's seat, closed the car door, and waved to someone.

The two of them came back safely together...... I'll go first. ”

Seeing her drive away, Li Qingshan looked at the hall in front of her depressedly.

How do I get in?