Xia Nan usually only needs to help Lao Xia practice stalls in the morning and evening, and she still has to go to work during the day.

Xia Nan is not a senior white-collar worker, but an ordinary employee of a small company. It is necessary to go to and from get off work on time every day, so it is difficult to take a leave.

Seeing Xia Nan leave, Taoist Ma looked at Lao Xia: "Lao Xia, you won't let Xia Nan be a small employee for the rest of your life, right?"

Lao Xia scratched his head and said, "My ability is limited, and my future path can only depend on her. However, Xiao Nan is an independent child and is already reviewing his homework. He will be preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination. After entering the postgraduate entrance examination, his future path will be wider."

Master Ma touched his chin and said, "Don't she still want to take the doctoral exam, right?"

Lao Xia nodded while wiping the table, saying, "I have this idea."

Taoist Ma looked at Lao Xia like a fool and said, "Our Taoist temple still has a place. Look, when she gets admitted to the doctoral exam, will she go to my report? Anyway, the doctoral exam can't be married, and even if you get married, you can't afford a betrothal gift, so just become a monk."

Old Xia was stunned. After a long time of silence, he slapped his thigh and said, "That's right!"

Then Taoist Ma quickly ran away with his little stool. Lao Xia muttered behind him: "You can't take the Ph.D., you can't take the Ph.D...."

As Liuzi said, within an hour, Liuzi's message had been sent to Master Ma's mobile phone.

A very simple sentence.

“Central Hospital, Building 2, ICU!”

Taoist Ma immediately replied: "What color is Zhang Hao's shorts?"

Through the screen, Master Ma seemed to hear Liuzi's wailing: "Master Dao, I'm just bragging, don't take it seriously."

Master Ma smiled and said, "I'll treat you tonight."

Liuzi replied immediately: "Don't, Master Dao, I really have no money."

Master Ma: "@#￥…"

After closing the door casually, Master Ma went out staggeringly.

At this time, Monk Jingkong also came out and asked, "Where are you going?"

Master Ma said: "Hunting."

Monk Jingkong grinned, "Hey... Come on!"

Master Ma ignored him, swiped a shared bicycle, rode away.

Although the central hospital is called the center, it is actually not central at all, but is in the suburbs.

The hospital covers a large area, with a small lake and a hill in the middle. The scenery is good and the air is good.

In addition, the doctors are all good, so this place is filled with patients from nearby cities and counties every day.

At this moment, outside the ICU corridor, Building 2.

An old man was paced back and forth, and on the chair beside him, a woman was crying and trying hard to coax another old woman.

There are only two children who are not very sensible and are happily watching cartoons on their phones.

A middle-aged policeman sat right next to him, frowned, and occasionally said, "Old man, sit for a while."

This old man is the father of Zhang Hao, a patient in the ward, Zhang Jing.

Zhang Jing sighed: "I can't sit still... Officer Xu, what's wrong with my son? Is this too evil, right?"

Xu Huai was also silent. His mind was full of the bloody scenes he saw when he was on the police in the morning.

He has been a policeman for decades and thought he had seen many bloody scenes. When he thought of Zhang Hao holding a cow's blood vessel and sucking blood with all his strength, he felt uncomfortable all over.

Xu Huai is a person who never believes in ghosts and gods. After so many years of being a police officer, he has never encountered any evil things. Even if there are occasional strange cases, they are finally cracked and found that they are all artificial.

But this time, Xu Huai was really numb from scalp.

Not only Xu Huai, but at this moment, the doctor in the ward also looked suspicious of life.

The doctor looked at the man who was drinking water crazy in front of him, his eyes were a little straight. He pulled his hair hard, rubbed his eyes, and muttered: "It must be a dream. One of them spit out water and fish two days ago, and another one who couldn't drink enough water today. This is a damn..."

The nurse next to him was also stunned, but he still asked: "Director Sun, what should I do?"

Director Sun rubbed his eyebrows. To be honest, he didn't know what to do.

Finally, Director Sun sighed and opened the door while asking someone to arrange for more water.

Seeing Director Sun come out, Xu Huai suddenly stood up, and Zhang Jing rushed over and asked, "How is my son?"

Director Sun shook his head and said, "To be honest, I have never heard of the patient's situation and have never seen it. I can't understand that a person's stomach is so big. How he drinks a ton of water without being poisoned by water, and he can even continue to drink it."

"And, once the water is broken, the patient will dry skin at a speed visible to the naked eye, peel and then shrivel quickly... I don't know what will happen. But I guess he may become a mummy. This is so weird..."

Hearing this, Zhang Jing became anxious: "Doctor, think of another way..."

Director Sun sighed: "Old sir, I have never seen such a disease. And... and you'd better prepare for your funeral."

Xu Huai said: "What does it mean? That patient should not die if he keeps drinking water, right?"

Director Sun shook his head and took out the test sheet and said, "Drinking water only delays his drying time, but in fact, the cells in his body are constantly drying to death. Even if he keeps drinking water and injecting a lot of water, he cannot alleviate this process. At most three days..."

Hearing this, Zhang Hao's mother fainted.

Zhang Hao's wife cried so hard...

Zhang Jing also felt his eyes turned black...

Xu Huai was silent for a moment.

Just then, a voice sounded: "You can't do it, why don't you let me try it?"

The sound is not loud, but it is serious.

Everyone looked back and saw a sloppy Taoist standing in the corridor, wearing a shabby Taoist robe with patches on it, without a peach wood sword on it, but carrying a popsicle in his hand. Three people followed him, one with a long hair like a woman, one with a patterned flower-armed man with burnt rolling arms, and the last one with a small bald head.

Originally, it was a bit fairy-like, but it was almost ruined by the half-eat popsicle ice of that person.

Adding to the three things Liuzi had like that, let alone the immortal spirit, Xu Huai's first reaction was to take out his handcuffs...

Zhang Jingze trembled and said, "A few... I don't owe you money, right?"

As soon as these words were said, the Taoist priest was stunned, looked back at Liuzi and the others, and frowned.

Originally, Taoist Ma came by himself, but when he got downstairs, he saw Liuzi and the others squatting in rows on the curb, riding on the shade of the trees, eating popsicles and ice.

Master Ma was naturally not polite and snatched one and started eating.
Chapter completed!