After the nurse finished the injection, Zhu Tong fell asleep. When he woke up, he found himself lying in a high-end ward.
With an infusion needle inserted in his wrist and an empty medicine bottle hanging high up, Huang Haiwai fell asleep on another bed, snoring slightly. It seemed that he was not the only one who was tired.
Zhu Tong felt comfortable all over, stood up, pulled off the needle, and poured the liquid that had been accumulated for a long time in the bathroom. He shivered comfortably because he was awakened by the pee.
In the big mirror in front of the sink is a young man with confused eyes and a band-aid on his brow. It seems that it is really a minor surgery.
The sun shone in through the curtains, and Zhu Tong felt a little hungry. It was probably already afternoon. He sat on the hospital bed and thought for a while before thinking about the main things he wanted to do when he came to Shanghai. He quickly put on his coat, packed his luggage, and put on the rack.
Put on your glasses and look in front of the mirror: the light yellow band-aid should be from a famous brand, be careful and fit, and be similar in color to your skin. If you don't look carefully, you won't be able to see the injury on your forehead.
Zhu Tong walked out of the ward and gently closed the door. He was self-aware that the possibility of being exposed as a fake Dr. Li in a regular hospital was almost 80%; if Sister Ye'er came, this possibility
That's 100%. More importantly, Zhu Tong has another identity in front of Director Wang of this hospital. Huang Hai seems to know Director Lin of this hospital. This is the real reason why Zhu Tong leaves in a hurry.
No matter what he was afraid of, as soon as Zhu Tong walked out of the ward building, he saw Su Juan, carrying a lunch box and swaying her waist, walking towards her. The train conductor, who had changed into casual clothes, was also a charming young woman with a lot of charm.
Of course, Zhu Tong was blocked back to the ward. Su Juan's sharp tone made even Huang Hai complain. She smiled bitterly and said to Zhu Tong: "Doctor Li, I will accompany you wherever you go. Don't let Sister Juan talk about me again."
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"My injury is nothing. I don't want to live in the ward. I came to Shanghai this time just to relax and not smell this smell." Zhu Tong insisted on being discharged from the hospital and used his identity as a doctor to prove that his injury was nothing.
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Su Juan still hoped that this fake doctor who wanted to escape would treat her sister, so she did not insist on unnecessary hospitalization. The result of the discussion was that Zhu Tong immediately left the hospital and stayed in a three-star hotel. This time,
Zhu Tong wanted to pay with his credit card, Huang Hai took out his ID first, Su Juan held Zhu Tong's hand, and he stopped insisting.
When the sun was about to set, orange clouds burst out and dyed the Huangpu River red. Zhu Tong and Huang Hai had something to eat on the street and rushed to Sister Su Juan's house.
This is an ordinary apartment with three bedrooms and no more than 100 square meters. Su Juan is putting eggs for Ye'er in the back room according to Zhu Tong's instructions. Huang Hai and Zhu Tong are chatting in the living room while waiting for the results inside. Su Juan
My husband is a fat civil servant. While socializing, he helps his three-year-old son do his homework.
The very ordinary household scene of Su Juan's family made Zhu Tong a little envious. His childhood was a long period of suffering. As for his parents, they never appeared in his memory. The master said that Zhu Tong was picked from the gutter; once
When he was drunk, he said that he had stolen Zhu Tong from the mountains, and even showed him a silver bracelet with only a few numbers engraved on it.
When the lights were on in the windows upstairs one by one, Ye'er walked out of the room. Tonight, she no longer suffered from nightmares; Zhu Tong breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that her home remedy had worked.
Ye'er is different from the one on the train. Her long, carefully combed hair is black, shiny and soft, setting off a fair, youthful, soft and pretty face. There is no pain in her eyes, and they are as deep as pool water, interpreting the oriental image.
The demure beauty of women. When Ye'er was talking to her sister, Wu Nong's soft words Zhu Tong, unique to Jiangnan girls, although they couldn't quite understand it, just listening to the soft voice was enjoyable.
In order to thank Zhu Tong for being a doctor, Ye'er went to a corner of the living room to make tea. Her slender yet plump body was wrapped in a tooth-white sweater and a pair of tight pants of the same color. Zhu Tong had experienced many women, so he was so admirable.
This is the first time I have seen such a delicate beauty.
When Ye'er brought a cup of fragrant tea to his hand, their fingers touched slightly, and Zhu Tong was fascinated for a moment.
After a while, Su Juan pulled Huang Hai and Ye'er into the back room to discuss something. Su Juan's husband talked to Zhu Tong eagerly, always wanting to know more about Zhu Tong's situation; this is really terrible, Shanghai women are more generous,
Why is this grown man so wordy?
The three people in the back room came out again. The Shanghai man obediently took his son to another room. Su Juan pushed an envelope in front of Zhu Tong.
"Dr. Li, you are a blessing from heaven to our family. Without you, Ye'er would still be suffering. I know you doctors are not short of money, but this is respect for your hard work. Please don't take it too little."
Zhu Tong estimated that there should be five thousand yuan in the envelope. As a man in the world, he would dare to accept any money as long as he had the opportunity.
But at this moment, facing Ye'er's clear eyes, Zhu Tong suddenly wanted to be noble and resisted: "I just helped out and didn't do much. Besides, Ye'er's illness has not been completely cured, and I don't have the face to take advantage of you."
It's a reward. Getting to know you is already the best thing for me." Calling out the word Ye'er, Zhu Tong felt warm in his heart.
Su Juan and Ye'er insisted on giving money to Zhu Tong, which made him even more embarrassed and determined not to give it. Huang Hai's father was from the north and had a more generous temper. Seeing Zhu Tong like this, he patted his chest and said, "Since
Dr. Li doesn’t want to bother with pushing it back and forth, just wait until Ye’er recovers. At that time, you can’t refuse.”
From Zhu Tong's perspective, he could roughly estimate Su Juan's family background, and it would not be easy for them to take out this money. Zhu Tong had a bottom line in doing "business" and did not treat ordinary people as "business" targets. These five thousand yuan
For him, money is a dispensable small amount; Huang Hai said, taking advantage of the situation to clarify his position: "We Chinese medicine pay most attention to fate, and anyone who encounters such a medical record is lucky; as long as Miss Ye'er can be cured
My illness is also an opportunity for me to learn. How can I collect money? I’m already embarrassed if I don’t pay you.”
Zhu Tong's half-joking and half-truth explanation made Ye'er laugh. The topic changed in the living room. Huang Hai and Ye'er talked about the trip to Xiangxi a few months ago, and they were so careful that they told Ye'er everything he ate every day. Zhu Tong listened.
They were very attentive, but they still didn’t have any clues. They were on a self-guided tour, not with a tour group. They were also traveling with one of Ye’er’s classmates, but only Ye’er fell ill when they came back.
Only one thing attracted Zhu Tong's attention. During the ten-day trip, they stayed in Phoenix City in western Hunan for six days. Ye'er was sentimental and liked painting. He was intoxicated by the poetic and picturesque scenery of Phoenix Town painted by Shen Congwen, and actually lingered on the edge of Tuojiang River.
Forgot to return.
There was an oil painting hanging in the room, which was Ye'er's six-day work. Zhu Tong didn't know how to paint, but when he saw the quiet Tuojiang River, the quiet turret, the quiet skipping stones, and the gauze-like mist, he was surprised
He was moved by a sense of tranquility. Although he had never been to Phoenix City or even Xiangxi, he could feel Ye'er's feelings at that time from this oil painting with the charm of Chinese landscapes.
The clock in the living room pointed to nine o'clock, and Ye'er's classmates came.
It is said that a beautiful woman has no beautiful friends, but Ye'er's friend is a dazzling beauty from the south of the Yangtze River. Different from Ye'er, this girl named Xiao Xinmei is a different type, with a tall and plump figure, an oval oval face, and beautiful facial features with three
She has a wild personality, with big, dark eyes full of fire, and a slightly thicker brilliance that suits her slightly round face.
Xiao Xinmei was half a head taller than Ye'er. She seemed to have just gotten off work and was wearing a neat set of professional clothes. Just looking at each other, Zhu Tong judged that she was a cheerful and energetic woman. As soon as she walked in, she didn't care about the presence of outsiders.
Joking loudly with Su Juan and Huang Hai.
Her wrist was also full of flesh. Zhu Tong put three fingers on it, and Xiao Xinmei smiled charmingly at him: "Mr. Miracle Doctor, take a closer look, how long can I live?"
Zhu Tong pressed his fingers hard and felt Xiao Xinmei's pulse through the soft layer of fat. He considered it for a few times and said, "Miss Xiao, you can live a hundred years. You just have to suffer for two days every month. It will be better after you get married."
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Xiao Xinmei smiled and hit Zhu Tong, hugged Ye'er and whispered a few times, and the atmosphere in the room became lively. She is a new white-collar worker and has been emphasizing her English name, Lily.
Indeed, Xiao Xinmei's body is very healthy, but due to excessive qi and blood, she will experience some pain during menstruation. This is normal and cannot be cured.
After finally coming out of Su Juan's house, Zhu Tong let out a sigh of relief, and Huang Hai also looked like he had been relieved of a heavy burden: "Doctor Li, do you have any other instructions? Why don't you go find a place to drink?"
After spending some time to get rid of Huanghai, Zhu Tong said: "You should go home and take a look, or go to your work; I can't drink now, and I don't like nightlife. I just want to go back to the hotel to sleep. This time I will be in Shanghai.
I’m staying for ten days and there are still some things to do, so can you stay with me every day?”
Huang Hai smiled honestly, stopped a car and took Zhu Tong to the hotel, and left.
The night is deep and the lights are dim. The night in Shanghai is more magnificent than the day. The flashing rainbow is another kind of style. Every street contains a vague weirdness, mixed with a thick powdery atmosphere. A room on Huaihai Road, Shanghai
In a quiet bar, a long-haired singer crooned an old song while holding an acoustic guitar.
Zhu Tong walked up to the second floor, sat down in a corner, picked up his mobile phone and dialed a number. After drinking the second beer, Zhu Tong's nerves relaxed. The fragrance around him started to blow, and a gorgeous girl sat down opposite him.
"Why do you always dress like a lady?" Zhu Tong glanced dissatisfied at the lips that were painted black and purple, and all the expectations he had had were wiped away.
"Boss, I am originally a lady." She turned around and took off her leather jacket. The camel-colored velvet sweater had a very low opening, revealing the upper bulge of her snow-white breasts. In fact, Qingmei was 1.72 meters tall, and she was slender and had straight and slender legs.
Her legs, wearing exquisite stilettos that highlight her plump breasts, are a scene of temptation wherever she goes; it is said that she won a flower crown in a model competition five years ago.
"We have gained something again. It seems that you have had a good life these two months." Qingmei has a string of crystal diamond necklaces hanging on her chest. Zhu Tong estimates that it is worth at least five figures, and the Vacheron Constantin watch on her wrist is Yanzi.
A fake to put up a front for her.
"Boss, what do you mean? It was my birthday last month and I didn't have any friends in Shanghai. The old man was so kind that he gave me this only birthday gift." Qingmei grabbed the cigarette from Zhu Tong, took out one and held it lightly.
On her lips; the waiter brought a glass of red wine and took out a lighter to light it for her.
Zhu Tong chuckled. Qingmei's birthday was in March. She probably knew that she had to close the net and looked for opportunities to get more benefits.
Six months ago, Zhu Tong acquired a medical device company in Shanghai. It was said to be a company, but in fact it only had an office in an office building. Qingmei was appointed as the vice president of this leather bag company. Her only mission was to find opportunities with Haiyang.
Director Wang of the hospital built connections and got into his circle.
It should be said that Qingmei's style is the right medicine for Dean Wang; things are going very smoothly. Before summer, Dean Wang has become a frequent visitor to the high-end apartment rented by Qingmei. In July, Zhu Tong and Yanzi
He installed video equipment in the high-end apartment where Qingmei lived, and borrowed Qingmei's hand to give Dean Wang an expensive mobile phone. In this way, Zhu Tong in Shandong could know what Dean Wang was busy with every day.
Qingmei has a plump and soft figure, and although her appearance is not extremely beautiful, she is very charming. She naturally knows how to show her charm, from dressing to behaving, she has a mature, sweet and tempting look. Such a woman is very attractive to a fifty-six-year-old man.
It has fatal lethality. At their age, sex is not just meaningless collision and venting, but also the sweetness of the process, which the young girls who are just starting out cannot give them that.
Zhu Tong looked at the former third-rate model in front of him, imagining Qingmei and Dean Wang rolling on the bed, with a smile on his lips. A stable and prosperous life made her more charming. In the past, the skin under Qingmei's neck
But it's not as white and tender as it is now.
A young girl replaced the decadent male singer at the bar and sang an English song softly. Qingmei moved to Zhu Tong's side and stretched out her hand to the wound on his forehead: "Boss, were you caught stealing? Still?
Does it hurt?"
Zhu Tong avoided Qingmei's hand, but did not avoid the squeeze of Qingmei's breasts and shoulders; it had been fourteen days since Yanzi left, and she was a passionate and unrestrained girl, especially in bed. After nearly half a month, Zhu Tong
After living a life of abstinence, the mature temptation exuded by Qingmei rose from level three to level one.
The air in Shanghai has always been humid, which made Zhu Tong, who was accustomed to the dryness in the north, feel uncomfortable all over. Qingmei's moist lips had already removed the black lipstick and were shining brightly red, slowly approaching.
Putting his hands on Qingmei's snake-like waist, he could still feel the solid texture even though there were obstacles. Zhu Tong twisted Qingmei's butt and pushed her away: "Save your energy to deal with your customers."
Qingmei smiled, sat back in her seat, and reached out to pick up the red wine: "I knew you didn't dare, forget it, how can I compare with sister Yanzi? Boss, she is a real beauty, this time
Why didn't you come?"
"She has something wrong." Zhu Tong responded briefly, and his mind began to quickly evaluate the current situation of the woman in front of him. Intuitively, Zhu Tong felt that something was wrong. There was a cat's eye jade ring on Qingmei's slender right ring finger. Yes.
Zhu Tong, who was well versed in jade, estimated that this ring was worth at least one hundred thousand yuan just by looking at the water shine from the green jadeite.
Women's thoughts are mysterious and difficult to guess. The master said before his death: Women are the most fickle in the world, especially women who like jewelry.
"It's not a big deal. You make an appointment with Dean Wang for me. You can set the time, but it can't exceed three days. I want to talk to him. It's been half a year, and it's time to sit down and have a good talk." Zhu Tong finished speaking and paid attention.
Looking at Qingmei's expression, she wasn't too surprised. She still smiled and said, "No problem, I'll just say you are my cousin. Boss, are you going to have a showdown?"
"What showdown?" Zhu Tong drank the wine from his glass and waved his hand for another glass: "Qingmei, the preliminary preparations are over. We have received a batch of medicine and asked Dean Wang to take care of it. Don't worry, your benefits are indispensable."
"Huh?" Qingmei put down her wine glass strangely: "Do you really want to do business?"
"It's business, or big business." Zhu Tong chuckled twice, feeling even more uneasy about Qingmei. However, he didn't think that the matter was out of his control, and Qingmei's knowledge was limited. He didn't care about anything.
There are risks, especially what he is doing now, which is to make ends meet on the edge of a knife. If there are no risks, it would be abnormal.
The light suddenly dimmed, and Zhu Tong looked up and saw a tall black figure standing in front of the table, which felt very oppressive.
"Miss, you are very beautiful and sexy. Can I have a drink? Please."
The voice was awkward. As soon as he opened his mouth, Zhu Tong saw two rows of white teeth and found the man's head. He was a tall black man. He was so tall that he stood like a wall. Zhu Tong estimated that he was at least 1.9 meters tall.
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"Americans or Africans?" Qingmei asked tactfully, Zhu Tong smiled, but the black man answered honestly: "My home is in Africa, and my name is Kent."
"Kent, I'm sorry, I have company." Qingmei showed a stiff smile and turned her head to ignore him.
The black man seemed to be half drunk. The hand holding the wine glass shook, and he reached out to pull Qingmei: "We will be very happy, miss. I will pay attention to you as soon as you come in."
"She said she's not interested in you." Zhu Tong stood up, brushed his hand under Kent's ribs, and rubbed the strong muscles with his fist.
The black man suddenly coughed violently and his body became half shorter. Zhu Tong clicked on the Zhangmen point. Applying force on this point will impact the liver or spleen, destroy the diaphragm membrane, block blood and damage Qi.
Zhu Tong muttered: "It turns out black people are human beings too." He had almost used all his strength just now. The black man named Kent was taller, so Zhu Tong didn't have much confidence before taking action.
When the messenger ran over, Qingmei was laughing so much that she crawled on the table and gasped, while Kent was already curled up on the ground, moaning in pain. Zhu Tong regretted that he had struck too hard. He reached out and patted Kent on the back before Kent stopped.
Vomiting, he looked at Zhu Tong as if he were a devil, stood up and ran away.