Zheng Ren and President Wang, who was dead, left the ward.

Dean Wang was in a state of dismay, like a walking corpse, with his eyelids drooping.

Zheng Ren ignored him, and after going downstairs, he smoked a cigarette, and Feng Xuhui drove to the hospital.

In fact, he really didn't understand what the brain circuit was like for these people who didn't even know anything about it.

This is Liu Xuzhi's cowardice. If he wants to change someone who is a little bit quick, he will be in a state of dying.

Reporting with real name, can the little tricks in the hospital still withstand the inspection?

It’s really a matter of money that people die, and birds die for food that they die. But this bite of food is too small.

Since you are looking for death, then go and die, just die a little thoroughly.

Zheng Ren got on the car, rushed all the way to the provincial capital, and flew back to the imperial capital.

Although it is only more than 900 kilometers, it is time to get off work after going back.

Xie Yiren drove to pick up Zheng Ren and said that he had found a delicious big plate chicken nearby, so he would not cook tonight, so everyone would have to eat it simply.

Zheng Ren is not very interested in what to eat. It is the same for him, whether it is hot pot, rice or big plate chicken.

It's just a life. If you don't eat, you won't be hungry, Zheng Ren will definitely choose to refuse to eat.

I told Xiao Yiren that he was running all the way. On the heavy snow in May, Liu Xuzhi was bullied, but in the end he was despised by Su Yun.

Su Yun didn't even think about it and immediately mentioned several better solutions.

Pretending to be slapping in the face is all the highlights, and it does look more dazzling than Zheng Ren's approach.

But Zheng Ren had no time to waste time in Xilin Town. As for Lao Liu, he helped him back the tone.

If you are not good at it, you can't stand up for everything, right? You are all adults, and you can't do this well, and you will have more trouble in the future.

Zheng Ren thinks that he has done well, and no matter how much he has, he doesn’t want to participate too much.

Feng Xuhui's car parked at the airport, and he followed Volvo XC60 all the way to the place where he could have dinner at night.

Liu Zewei had already gone to occupy the seat, just like an honest roommate who was sent to the study room to occupy the seat on the university campus.

However, he seemed to have not taken up a seat after get off work, but waited for Zheng Ren to get off the plane and estimated that the time would start to ask for a number and queue up.

A few minutes before Zheng Ren and the others arrived, they were lined up and the boss lady was cleaning up the table of guests, and everything was just right.

"Why do you like eating such greasy things?" Su Yun sat down and began to nag, "Boss, do you have Wu Su?"

"No." The boss's lady has a obviously bad temper. She didn't even look at Su Yun, and she shouted directly.

Su Yun also knew that eating in the food stall would yell at the food stall, so he didn't care.

"The big plate of chicken is so delicious." Xie Yiren held Zheng Ren's hand and looked at the person in the seat next to him having a happy meal. He couldn't help but start swallowing his saliva.

"Yiren, have you eaten enough delicacies?" Su Yun asked contemptuously.

"Each one has its own benefits." Xie Yiren tried hard to move his attention back from other tables, otherwise it would be rude to keep staring at others.

"It's just a plate of chicken, and it's expensive." Su Yun disdained.

"You can't say that. A plate of large plate of chicken means a whole free-range Sanyuan Sanhuang chicken, about one pound of Bolton ancient potato cubes, which is enough to make the whole chicken taste delicious. An Jihai spicy skin, green onion, green pepper, cinnamon star anise, and various spices."

"What he has is really a three-yellow chicken?" Su Yun asked.

"Well, I've eaten it once, it's very authentic." Xie Yiren said with a smile: "Bolton ancient potato cubes are said to contain a lot of trace elements, which can cure hair loss."

Liu Zewei touched his bald head, smiled and said, "To treat hair loss, I have thought of many ways. I don't know how many aromatherapy machines are used."

"It's useless, it's all lie." Su Yun said.

"Maybe it's a psychological effect. I feel better after using it. In fact, it's still like this bear." Liu Zewei said: "After this training, I'll go back to see hair transplant."

"Hair transplantation is to extract the hair follicles on the back of the head and plant them in the required area. It is similar to a way to remove the east wall and repair the west wall. The whole process will not add a hair to you." Zheng Ren said.

"Local support to the central government, as long as it is even, I have no other requirements." Liu Zewei's request was also simple.

"Old Liu, you are bald every day, and you are so good at all."

"As old, my metabolism is not so fast, and I won't have a lot of oil." Liu Zewei didn't care whether Su Yun joked about himself.

This time, Boss Zheng was riding alone to perform surgery on Liu Xuzhi, which shocked Liu Zewei.

It turns out that studying with Boss Zheng not only allows you to learn skills, but also help you at critical moments!

Although I am at the Affiliated Hospital of the North Provincial Medical University, I am not in a remote location without Liu Xuzhi, and I am not afraid of having a myocardial infarction. The Affiliated Hospital of the Medical University is very skilled in doing a "simple" operation of myocardial infarction.

But what about other diseases?

Boss Zheng did this with kindness!

For a little person who is completely unmatched, Liu Zewei didn't know what to say after struggling back and forth for thousands of miles.

In fact, it’s useless to think too much. The most important thing is to do the work at hand. You must leave a good impression on Boss Zheng.

If one day he encounters Liu Xuzhi's situation, there is still a glimmer of hope. Liu Zewei is clear about this kind of thing.

"I'm used to touching it. If I don't touch my bald head for a while, I feel that there are little bugs crawling around." Liu Zewei said with a smile.

"Sometimes I feel like there are small bugs crawling on my body, but when I scratch it, I don't find it. This phenomenon is called an ant walking." Zheng Ren's eyes were a little dull, and he entered a state of rest, but when he heard Liu Zewei's words, he explained casually.

"..." Liu Zewei was also speechless. Should he be so professional?

"Peripheral neuritis, sympathetic nerve chain syndrome, parietal epilepsy, and diabetic peripheral neuropathy will all have an ant feeling. Lao Liu, you have time to check it out." Su Yun said.

"No, Lao Liu is a psychological effect." Zheng Ren said: "It's not even considered a mental illness, it's an illusion."

"Tsk, you have mental illness. When you talk about this, you can't help but exonerate yourself." Su Yun said.

"Paris syndrome, you know." Zheng Ren asked.

"What is Paris syndrome? Is it a disease that only Parisians suffer from?" Chang Yue asked, holding his glasses.

"Don't listen to him nonsense. Paris syndrome is something that people who have been to Paris think is not as good as they imagined. It is mainly Japanese, so it is called Paris syndrome."

"The symptoms are nausea, insomnia, convulsions, indescribable fear, inferiority, shame, paranoia of persecution, and even suicidal tendencies.

With global integration, more and more Japanese tourists come to Paris, and the disease has begun to spread."
Chapter completed!