"How can you make so much money from your boss Zheng?" asked Sun Ming's lover.

"They don't point to this at all." Sun Ming said: "Boss Zheng mainly earns lecture fees and the cost of live surgery. It is said that the website was bought by Boss Zheng, but now they are aiming for ideals."

"Tsk. Let me see it too. If you want to say that you have scanned the code now, you still have to see the money kiss. On your phone, there are a bunch of numbers." Sun Ming's lover snatched the money detector and looked at it one by one.

"Maslow... Forget it, you don't understand if you say it." Sun Ming was about to talk, but he felt it was meaningless.

No matter what he said, it would not make him happier than getting the cash in his hand.

When I was in the imperial capital, I just looked pretty good, but it didn’t have much money. How much can a community hospital, even the director, earn?

If it were okay in the first few years, it would be money to try every means to do anything. Now that the anti-corruption campaign is so powerful, Sun Ming would not have the courage to make money that is not serious.

How did the former dean get in? Sun Ming knew it.

"You know a lot!" Sun Ming's wife nagged and drank with a smile, "You said that when the child comes back from graduation, can you arrange for him to go to Boss Zheng?"

Speaking of this, Sun Ming was a little depressed.

I told Director Kong twice that he was rejected by the old fox.

Thinking of this, he sighed and said, "Director Lin from the Imperial Capital Tumor, graduated from Harvard's doctorate, and forced him to Boss Zheng's medical team."

"ah?"

"Just that, Boss Zheng doesn't give him a good face. He doesn't have the time to eat all day long."

This is how things are. As they pass on, I don’t know what it is.

"Boss Zheng is too arrogant."

"What do you know? I heard from the doctor who is studying in the future that the girl goes home at around 9 o'clock every night and goes to work before 6 o'clock in the morning."

"You just try to squeeze the doctor to death. No wonder I have heard of overwork that I have died of overwork over the years." Sun Ming's lover scolded.

"Do you think it's so easy to stay in Boss Zheng's medical team? Boss Zheng is a big shot." Sun Ming said proudly: "If you can win the Nobel Prize this year, you will be a member of the Nobel Prize. If you have such a title for one year, you will not have to worry about the rest of your life."

"Tell you what about our son."

"Impossible, don't think about it." Sun Ming said directly: "But it's enough for him to have me as a father."

"You old guy, what's there to show off?" Sun Ming's lover said disdainfully.

"After winning the Nobel Prize, 912 and our community hospital will be repeatedly bombarded by the media one after another." Sun Ming laughed and said, "At that time, our old Sun will become famous and will be one of the key figures in the Nobel Prize."

He said, blew off the beer and opened another bottle.

I was happy to drink, and Sun Ming's lover was also happy to drink with him.

"Would President Lin be happy that Boss Zheng abused Dean Lin's daughter so much?" Sun Ming's lover raised a bottle of beer with chopsticks and thuded.

"What's wrong with you?" Sun Ming said disdainfully: "I told you that everyone is the Nobel Prize, why don't you know?"

"Is there anything I don't know about the Nobel Prize?"

"Let me tell you this. Those who can get on the bus now can live a good life just by giving lectures." Sun Ming was a little envious.

How great would it be if you could get to your level.

However, Sun Ming just thought about this kind of thing. He knew that for him, this was a daydream.

After taking a bite of spicy conch screws, the ulcer in Sun Ming's mouth caused a burst of pain.

But this is also a kind of refreshing. It is said that the pleasure, pleasure and pain that chili brings are related to people.

While Sun Ming was yelling, he ate and drank with his wife.

Life is hard work, why? It’s not just for the sake of not thinking about anything at this moment, eating some side dishes and drinking some wine.

When he was lying to win, Sun Ming couldn't help but feel proud when he thought of this word.

The oral ulcers didn't hurt so much, only a wave of comfort left.

"Old Sun, you can't drink well." Sun Ming's lover drank happily, mocking Sun Ming.

"It seems like you have a good alcohol tolerance. Old, if you drink some wine, your face will be red."

The couple drank happily, blushing.

The two people who usually have more than a dozen bottles of beer are fine soon became a little too long.

The tomorrow of community hospitals will be better, and their own small days can also reach a higher level.

This day is worth looking forward to.

After drinking a few bottles of beer, Sun Ming felt a little uncomfortable in breathing. He chuckled and said, "I'm so old. I'm staying in the yard for a few days. Why do I feel that my health is not good?"

"Wash and go to bed early, put the things here, I'll pack it tomorrow."

Sun Ming went to wash up staggeringly. He looked at himself in the mirror and suddenly felt something was wrong.

My face was so blushing that it seemed a little swollen, not just the redness on my head after drinking.

Isn't this a pig's head, Sun Ming thought to himself.

His reaction was a little slow, swaying, and it took a few seconds to realize something was wrong!

After all, he was a doctor, and allergies and other words immediately emerged in Sun Ming's mind.

Then there was difficulty breathing...the laryngeal edema... When someone was discovered, he was dead and the corpse emitted a stinking smell.

He immediately threw away his toothbrush and tried hard to get out.

Venus was rising in front of me, my limbs were weak, and my breathing difficulty became more severe ten times since I figured it out.

Even taking a breath felt troublesome.

Sun Ming could even hear the sound of a roaring wind box in his throat.

md! It really has laryngeal edema!

He tried hard to pick up his cell phone, and Sun Ming called the 120 emergency center with a phone call.

But I don’t know if it’s because of the nervousness or other reasons, I can’t speak.

Sun Ming just babbled a few words on the anxious inquiry, but he couldn't even say a complete sentence.

He tried hard to see his lover, and she didn't know when she had crawled on the table and "slept".

It's over...Sun Ming was sweating all over.

The couple was going to die tragically at home... But Sun Ming didn't know what was going on at all. What happened? What was allergic to him, and he was dewy.

But now is not the time to find the reason. Seeing that he couldn't say it, he hung up the phone with his last consciousness, found Boss Zheng's phone and dialed it out.

...

...

[They said they should write a love song soon...]

Zheng Ren's phone rang.

He was eating the hand-rolled noodles made by Liu Xuzhi's wife and was having fun.

This kind of home-cooked habit is the most...at least it makes Boss Zheng feel comfortable.

It's simple and clear. After a few bites, it won't delay emergency rescue at all.

This is a problem left in the emergency department.

"Boss Zheng, eat slowly."

Seeing that Zheng Ren was eating deliciously, Liu Xuzhi's wife was also very happy, and the fierce woman showed a gratified smile on her face.
Chapter completed!