"Doctor, I haven't been sleeping well lately, and when I go to bed during the day, I always feel like someone is shouting into my ear." The Chief of Staff struggled to climb up his seat and muttered that in theory, a government official of his level could have summoned a doctor to his door, as Jenny had done when she gave birth, but he thought that letting his subordinates know that he had been sick lately - or not, the energetic red-haired girl would have broken the casserole and asked him to the end - and questioned whether he had any intention of being passive - which would undoubtedly aggravate his condition. So, he shrunk his head into the neckline, took a card that could prove his level, and went to the hospital to see a doctor.

So far, he felt good, because this hospital, which was located in the middle of the city, but was surrounded by beautiful greenery, and had a small pool for fish in the courtyard, which could be seen to be a small monastery, and the environment was very quiet, and there was neither the crowded flow of people as legendary, nor the cries of the sick or the prayers of the priests, and the chief of staff, who had always been at odds with the archbishop, could not stand it the last one.

"It seems that everything has to be experienced in person, I don't see a doctor as scary as they say, what is wearing the stars and wearing the moon to get up and register until the sunset goes down to line up or something." The chief of staff thought proudly, but he forgot that this hospital was a special needs hospital for a certain level of people, and ordinary people did not know that there was such a hospital, so what he had seen and experienced with his own eyes was far from the truth, and this was a mistake often made by those in higher positions - not because they were intellectually deficient, but because they were exposed to a different environment from ordinary people. The so-called common sense is therefore different.

His time of relaxation ended in front of the doctor.

"Daytime? Do you still sleep during the day? "The doctor felt like he was hallucinating, and he straightened his body." I think your problem is that you sleep too much, and I'll prescribe you a pill. Then he ......, "Really, these high-ranking officials don't sleep enough at night, and they still have to sleep during the day!"

The chief of staff glared at him in annoyance: "What sleep too much!" I'm the one who has done the most and slept the least in the whole of the Neustria! I sleep during the day because I work overtime at night! He slammed the table angrily.

"Oh, oh." The doctor began to change the prescription in a hurry, but his expression betrayed him.

This dwarf works overtime at night? With his image, what kind of work can he work at night...... Not honest, but this doctor has been in the clinic for many years, and he is very experienced in dealing with such people who refuse to speak well - he stroked his pen with a big stroke. The chief of staff was prescribed a bunch of tonics mainly based on Wang Ba's relatives, and their weight was sufficient, but it would not eat the dead, but only make a person super good at night, so good that there was a green light in his eyes, well, if he didn't sleep at night, he would naturally fall asleep during the day. As for tinnitus, hum, if the kidneys are not deficient, there will naturally be no tinnitus.

The chief of staff, who had a full view of the doctor's expression, silently took the prescription. It was decided that for his own safety, let his dear brother-in-law, the one who got on the bus with his dear sister first and pay the fare later, taste it before eating it himself.

He came out of the consultation room with the prescription in his hand and full of thoughts. I almost hit my head on a pair of long straight legs.

When he saw the owner of the long legs, his mood suddenly changed for a while, ha. He's also in the hospital, and he deserves it. It must have been a big laziness that I sent it, right-but. The poor chief of staff had not been happy for more than five minutes before he found out sadly and indignantly that the goddess of fate was also a face control - he heard the other party's deliberately raised and extremely clear voice: "I said, the military quality of your staff is too poor." ”

"What? What? What does he mean by that?

"It only wiped half the deck before it collapsed, and it seemed to be twisted to the waist." Francis pointed to the opposite examination room with his chin, and by the way, he took advantage of the height difference to see the prescription in the chief of staff's hand, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl higher.

Hmph, calm, "Do you see military literacy as wiping the deck?" It's no wonder that your expedition spends most of your time in the hospital, and you are stupid and can't be saved. ”

"That's not all your stupid subordinate - I said, even if you have a former nun as a subordinate, don't you fight so hard, the tonic is all drunk, tsk."

"What do you say! It's not you yet! ”

"It's not you yet!"

When the tearful Beryl slowly felt out of the examination room with his waist in his hands—he didn't know why he had twisted his waist, and what the doctor had to do with the ointment to stop bleeding—what he saw was his old and new boss playing out—although it wasn't all martial arts, it wasn't much different, and a group of excited doctors and nurses were happily watching the gossip in an area that would not be affected.

Oh, it looks horrible, I'd better sneak away.

One of the culprits consciously stayed away from the center of the storm, but still did not escape the eagle eye of everyone present.

"Oh, hehehe-" The next day, the big demon king Luo Yi saw the gossip tabloid delivered by the express mail, and was amused by a bunch of sensational headlines of "old love and new love" on it, ah, what a happy time, this group of courtiers is busy to protect the family and defend the country, and they can also provide all kinds of eye-catching materials for the entertainment tabloid she runs when they are free-of-course, as the owner of the tabloid, whoever dares to vote for articles related to her is tired of it--after being troubled by all kinds of bizarre scandals, the big demon king finally knows the power of money, and imitated the modern entertainment industry and took the initiative to provide special gossip channels as bait, ending the gossip of the gossip crowd about her in one fell swoop.

She happily flipped page after page, laughing from time to time, praising the authors' brains and imaginations, and as for what she should be doing at the moment—doing her duty as a mother—she didn't want to at all.

Children are creatures, that is, when you have just mentally built up to face two naughty bags who often call you blood, you suddenly find that they are already awkward adolescent rebels, how to deal with them? Delay--wait for them to become a different kind of thing--This is the plan of the Great Demon King, who basically has no experience in being a mother, let alone the consciousness of being a mother.

It's a very shady plan.

However, to the extent that she remembered that she could provide school, babysitting, food, clothing, and lodging for her children, and that she had no plans to sell them to the kiln to make money, she was far from being among the most unreliable parents in the world, or even the least reliable in ours, and yet, at the time, her children and those close to her did not know this. (To be continued......)