Wang Qi interrupted Zhang Xiaoluo's unfinished words, looked at the flashing elevator button, turned his head to look at Zhang Xiaoluo, and said seriously.

"Sister Kiki, I'm sorry ......"

Wang Qi showed an extremely reluctant smile towards Zhang Xiaoluo, and then stepped into the elevator.

Zhang Xiaoluo did not follow into the elevator, he looked at the elevator door slowly closed, hesitated slightly, turned around and walked towards the roof of the hospital.

He kept thinking about the man in purple wearing a high hat who was looking at him at the door of the operating room last night. And the old woman with the bucket. It is still difficult to determine who the purple-clothed man is, but the old woman, Zhang Xiaoluo remembered the "Falling Yin Woman" that Lao Zhang Tou had inadvertently talked about.

The Fallen Yin Po, who lives on the banks of the River Styx, walks between the two worlds of Yin and Yang, and is the master of the underworld to take away those babies who have died before they are born. In Taoist Feng Shui, the "Seven Evil Places" are mentioned, and the place of the hospital is one of them. It can be explained that the Yin Po appeared in such a fierce place as the hospital, but who is the man in purple and high hat? Zhang Xiaoluo has followed Lao Zhang Tou to practice the Taoist Xuanmen technique since he was a child, and he is no stranger to the underworld's yin and life, but the man in purple is not a ghost......

The building set up by Zhang Xiaoluo has various departments such as emergency, surgery, obstetrics and gynecology, orthopedics, etc., and there is also the office of the hospital leader on the top floor. In Zhang Xiaoluo's slitted gaze, a faint blood light was constantly overflowing from the entire building, gathering into a thick blood-colored mist above the roof, which had been gathering for a long time.

Zhang Xiaoluo was not surprised by this blood-red mist, the building he was in had many common blood-light departments such as obstetrics and gynecology, and it was not surprising that there was a "blood-light brake". But when you see those things at the door of the obstetrics and gynecology operating room, it is worth scrutinizing.

"The Book of Funeral" once contained: "The doctor treats people, and the diviner judges the land." Both of them have evil spirits, and demons avoid them! It probably means that the doctor treats the sick and saves people, and the feng shui master changes the terrain and luck, both of which have a bad aura that makes the general evil dare not approach. But last night, the mysterious man and the ghost woman blatantly broke into the operating room......

Zhang Xiaoluo looked up at the huge cloud that shrouded the entire hospital, and the cloud as a whole was grayish-white, faintly covered with bloody light. The clouds swirled slowly, surging towards a not-so-tall stone mountain to the south. The clouds that should have been leaking down the mountain gorge were like a vicious python blocking its way on the top of the mountain, suddenly turning around and spreading back violently again.

"The vent point is blocked, and the yin qi is poured back! There is nothing to complain about, and the feng shui changes immediately! ”

Zhang Xiaoluo's face changed slightly, he looked down at the various buildings of the hospital, and finally looked at the huge artificial lake in the center of the entire hospital, and couldn't help but feel a move in his heart.

Water first, Tibetan wind second, Tibetan wind exhale, negative yin and yang, what a big stroke!

But now, the filthy breath cannot come out, and if you live in the hinterland for a long time, you will live and die, and if the stagnant water does not flow, evil will inevitably come out frequently!

Zhang Xiaoluo looked at the hill in the distance that blocked the mouth of deflating, and then looked down at the artificial lake with a cold luster in the darkness for a moment, and couldn't help but feel a big head.

He didn't plan to re-unblock the deflated hole, nor did he want to revive the stagnant water. Asking for trouble has always been Zhang Xiaoluo's code of conduct, maybe ......, maybe the director of the branch university will untie a few more buttons that day, and Zhang Daguan will change his mind now.

"It's going to rain, my mother is going to get married, what does it have to do with me!"

Zhang Xiaoluo retracted his gaze, reached out and touched his chest, which was still aching, shrugged his shoulders and turned to go downstairs.

Zhang Xiaoluo rarely took the initiative to go to Dean Zhao Ting's office. When he pushed open the door, he happened to see Dean Zhao, who was obviously a lot of fat, standing next to the big coffee table in front of the desk, and was removing a pair of fat big hands from the slender waist of a girl with a backpack and a ponytail in front of him.

Zhang Xiaoluo scratched his head, lowered his head and began to think about the necessity of knocking on the door.

"Xiao Luo is here, come in, find a place to sit ......"

Zhao Ting looked up and saw Zhang Xiaoluo appear at the door, and without a trace, he moved his hand to the black strap hanging from the girl's backpack and pulled it gently.

"Young people are so energetic nowadays! Tired of carrying such a heavy bag, right? I have already told the hospital guest house that you should go and rest first, and it is not too late to report to the department tomorrow! ”

The ponytail girl was about twenty years old, wearing a dark green tracksuit, and her white face had two distinct blush on it. After she bowed to Zhao Ting, she turned around and walked out of the door, smiled and nodded at Zhang Xiaoluo, who was still standing at the door, before walking to the elevator not far away.

"That's right, Uncle Zhao, you should be strong! When Lao Zhangtou comes back, you can ask him for some boudoir skills, tsk......"

Zhang Xiaoluo tilted his head and watched the pony-tailed girl walk into the elevator, stroking her chin with her right hand, and snorting in her mouth.

Zhao Ting's old face was slightly red, and he rarely bent down and took out a gift bag from under the coffee table and put it on top of the coffee table.

"The new Junshan silver needle, take it back and taste it! You kid, don't you knock on the door before you enter? ”

Zhang Xiaoluo sat on the desktop of Zhao Ting's mahogany desk, lowered his head and picked at his fingernails, but he didn't mean to pay attention to Zhao Ting.

"Zhang Xiaoluo! Xiao Luo ...... You said you, don't say hello before you come, I'...... Well, what do you want to do! ”

When Zhao Ting saw Zhang Xiaoluo like this, he suddenly knew in his heart that this little king must have something to ask for himself! But how can there be such an attitude of begging for people!

"Uncle Zhao, I've also been a resident doctor for a while, can you see if it's for me...... Deputy Director Yuan should be in a lot of trouble this time, right? I think the position of deputy director is actually okay......"

Zhang Xiaoluo saw that Zhao Ting had entered the topic, and a smile instantly appeared on his face, and he said with a hippie smile.

"You fart! You've only been doing it for a few days! Is there a week? Thinking about a promotion? Also deputy director? Do you think the hospital was run by my family? ”

Before Zhao Ting could finish speaking, he interrupted him loudly, and green tendons faintly appeared on the neck full of fat.

"Alas, I haven't seen Aunt Zhao for a long time...... Do you think Aunt Zhao will like a little girl with a ponytail? ”

The smile on Zhang Xiaoluo's face did not change, and his butt moved to the desk again, changing to a more comfortable sitting position.

"Zhang Xiaoluo! You ......"

Zhao Ting was like a fat male duck choked by the throat, his face was flushed, his eyes were staring at Zhang Xiaoluo's hateful smiling face, and he couldn't say a word.

"Uncle Zhao, what I told Lao Zhangtou at the time was not to be a resident doctor in the obstetrics and gynecology department, but now there is a man's wife pressing on it, do you really plan to let me be a resident doctor for the rest of my life?"

Seeing that Zhao Ting didn't speak, Zhang Xiaoluo slowly moved down from the desk, buried himself in the big sofa, reached out and took the bag on the coffee table, and opened it without hurry.