Chapter 297 The abnormal boss Zhang

"There is no problem with the others. The rest is to slowly recuperate and restore the body to its peak state." Zhao Haiming's hand swept across Josehua's arm, "Boss, your skin has also improved a lot. I can't tell that you are really a beauty?"

Josehua was not angry and ignored Zhao Haiming's joke, "Has the treatment been completed?"

"It's over."

"Get out! You dare to spend time with me!"

Josehua stood up and took two more steps, feeling very good. Because this time she was in good condition, Josehua's feeling was not very clear. She just felt a wave of heat flowing through her, and her muscles seemed to be relaxing a lot.

"By the way, boss lady, you can't move 12 trays of steamed buns in the future." Zhao Haiming almost forgot one thing, "As your muscle fibers become... normal, well, as the muscles return to normal, your strength will become weaker, and eventually become like ordinary women. If you are obsessed with strength, it may lead to recurrence of the disease."

"I understand." The boss's wife quickly went upstairs and just threw down such a sentence. I don't know if she really listened to it.

After the boss's wife left, Zhao Haiming looked at Zhang Dehao with a smile, "Boss, you can diagnose it too?" Zhao Haiming still remembered that Zhang Dehao was generous and would use his daughter to deduct the medical fee. Taking advantage of the opportunity, he wanted to have a careful talk with Boss Zhang and make this clear so that the boss would not admit it in the future.

"Okay, I should have a check, too." Zhang Dehao didn't hesitate, and took off his shirt and lay on the bamboo mat.

Zhao Haiming used spiritual energy to check him, but found no problems. It can even be said that Zhang Dehao's physical condition is better than that of many macho men.

Zhao Haiming believes that this is related to Zhang Dehao's good attitude since Zhao Haiming came to Junling, he has never seen Zhang Dehao and was very happy. It can be said that Zhang Dehao has done a good job in cultivating his mind and nature. He is like a four-season osmanthus. No matter spring, summer, autumn and winter, he is always calm and calm, silently exuding a leisurely and contentment fragrance.

"Boss, your physical condition makes many macho men envious, jealous and hateful!" Zhao Haiming simply pressed Zhang Dehao's back, then knocked on his big leg, and it was over.

A hint of impulse flashed through Zhang Dehao's eyes, but in the end, he said nothing.

At this moment, the sound of rapid footsteps sounded on the stairs.

Under the gaze of Zhao Haiming and Zhang Dehao, Josehua wore sweatpants and a sleeveless T-shirt, threw down the words "Go for a ride" and rushed out.

Then there was the tweet of the motorcycle...

Sitting in the lounge chair under the osmanthus tree, Zhao Haiming shook the lounge chair himself, and from time to time he took a strawberry or grape from the fruit plate beside him to eat.

Because of the continuous diagnosis and treatment of two patients in the morning, Dr. Zhao worked hard and exhausted his vitality. According to Boss Zhang, he had to rest.

Although school will officially start tomorrow and Zhao Haiming has not moved anything about his homework, he still sat here leisurely and calmly, basking in the sparse sun through the osmanthus tree.

While eating fruits, Zhao Haiming was also thinking about a question: Should he do something for Boss Zhang and his wife?

"Forget it, at least not too high-profile until you have enough strength." Zhao Haiming thought for a while and decided to do it low-key, so as not to cause trouble for himself.

In China, there are many superpowers, but they rarely hear the legend of immortality. There is probably something strange about this. Either these people move once in 20 or 30 years, or they all get the government's protection and the government forged their identities to eliminate traces of their existence.

After thinking about these things, Zhao Haiming felt relieved as a psychic, don’t take too many things as his own responsibility!

At least half of the American superheroes are bitches and meddling, and they also feel that they are just.

At least Zhao Haiming does not intend to interfere too much with the birth, old age, sickness and death of the people around him. Even monks may not be immortal, let alone mortals.

After thinking about these things, Zhao Haiming felt open and relaxed in his heart. He sat under the osmanthus tree and fell asleep unknowingly.

After seeing off He Yingying, Zhang Hailu took the bus and ran back quickly.

The weather was already quite hot along the way, and Zhang Hailu felt very uncomfortable. Although she saw Zhao Haiming resting in the yard, she didn't even want to tease him, but instead ran to take a shower first.

After taking a shower, Zhang Hailu felt much better.

Because of her extraordinary skin texture, she stood in the bath room, shook her body beautifully, and saw countless small droplets of water running wildly like a escaping, and then she was left with only moist and smooth skin.

After taking another towel to dry his hair, Zhang Hailu put on her underwear very carefully and muttered strangely, "According to the principle of mechanics, my skin is so smooth and the friction is very small, so I should not be able to wear clothes."

Zhang Hailu was amused when she thought of wearing her underwear, but the underwear immediately slipped off. But then she couldn't laugh, "Can it be that my skin was covered with tiny fluff that was invisible to my eyes. These fluffs were too dense to make the water droplets stick to them?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Hailu felt a chill, as if she suddenly turned from a beautiful girl to a furry little monster.

"Go and play with Brother Xiao Hai. Even if I become a monster, he won't dislike me." Put on a thin dress, Zhang Hailu slid down from the handrail of the stairs while wearing a small slipper.

When he arrived in the yard, Zhang Hailu saw Zhao Haiming still sleeping.

"Hehe, Brother Xiaohai looks so cute when he sleeps." Zhang Hailu bent down and stood beside the recliner, looking at Zhao Haiming with a smile.

Maybe it is the kindness unique to girls. When they see food and creatures, an instinct called "feeding" will be activated!

Zhang Hailu picked up two strawberries from the small table beside her and ate one of the beautiful red strawberries by herself. The other larger strawberries were stuffed between Zhao Haiming's lips.

It’s a pity that I don’t know why Zhao Haiming slept so deeply and refused to open his mouth.

And such a small thing is not difficult for Xiao Hailu to stretch out her soft and white hands and gently pinched Zhao Haiming's nose.

When he couldn't breathe with his nose, Zhao Haiming naturally opened his mouth.

That's when!

Zhang Hailu quickly stuffed the strawberry in and released her hand that pinched her nostrils.

As Zhao Haiming's teeth closed, the strawberry's corpse disappeared.
Chapter completed!