Ex 38

Xu Le's face does have some influence on the inexperienced little nurse who just went to work;

But no matter how handsome your face is, no matter how exaggerated your face is,

In the face of this spherical lightning,

It can only be winking at the blind.

It blew up,

When boss Zhou said "let's talk",

It ignored it,

Even stung your face.

It's not the first time that boss Zhou was struck by thunder,

In fact, I have accumulated rich experience of being struck by thunder,

But this experience is useless,

It's not going to an exam or a blind date,

For example, you didn't hit the key when being ejected this time and were rescued,

This does not increase your chances of surviving the next time you are shot.

When the spherical lightning burst,

Feeling,

It's like this:

Hello, I feel that life has reached its peak.

It's really this feeling,

It's not that boss Zhou has a masochism habit,

But when the strong transverse current suddenly strikes your whole body in a short time,

That kind of stimulation, as if every cell in your body began to get excited, turned into emotional feedback, and began to impact your nerve center crazily.

This is true entertainment until death,

It's like the tide of the sea rushing madly against the dam in your heart.

It's like shooting a dog blood TV series,

Oh, no,

At this moment,

Zhou Ze really wants to apologize to the directors and writers of those dog blood TV dramas he roast before,

Because when people were blown up,

There are many pictures in my mind in time,

Those directors probably have been bombed or electrocuted,

It was photographed by others,

Is the real truth.

It may also be because the strong current makes the cerebral cortex operate at an almost crazy rate,

In short,

Zhou Ze saw a lot of old pictures.

There is no such stereotype as starting from the embrace of mother,

Self in the picture,

Either sitting at the table eating, or lying on the sofa reading newspapers, or holding the other shore flower oral liquid laughing like a fool.

"Poop!"

After a long picture,

Zhou Ze felt his body fall on the ground,

But at this time, the hard marble floor is as soft as a ball of cotton, and even has extremely strong elasticity.

After landing,

Zhou Ze felt himself bounced up again,

The feeling of letting yourself fly and soaring heartily,

It's really fascinating and enjoyable.

Floating with the wind, freedom is the direction, chasing the power of thunder and lightning;

But at the next moment,

Zhou Ze immediately woke up,

He looked back,

Look down.

He saw his body lying below.

Fuck!

At this time, only dirty words can really express your current mood.

Fortunately, the experience of being struck by thunder is useless, but the experience of reincarnating with a corpse is still there.

So,

At this time,

Boss Zhou began to fly against the wind,

He wants to go back to his body,

To go back,

To go back,

Go back!

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"Drop.................. drop.................. drop.................. drop.................. drop.................."

"Didi................................. Didi, Didi, Didi................. Didi, Didi, Didi, Didi............."

"The patient's heart rate begins to recover!"

"Charge, get out of the way!"

"Poop!"

When boss Zhou opened his eyes, his first reaction was that he had gone to heaven

Then his rich life experience immediately denied this naive fantasy.

damn,

There is no heaven in this world.

then,

The ear seems to be able to receive some sound.

"Poop!"

His eyes trembled, and the sound in his ears turned into a mess again.

Boss Zhou now feels like a salted fish on the cutting board,

Being tossed about casually,

He was too lazy to struggle,

Tired,

So sleepy,

But I can't sleep;

It is impossible to fall asleep, but consciousness has been drifting away in laxity and cohesion.

gradually,

The light around seemed not as bright as before, and the murmur beside my ear slowly began to disappear.

I don't know how long it took,

When Zhou Ze can really open his eyes,

I found myself lying in a dark place.

On the body, it seems that there is the smell of charcoal baking, which fills his nose and lingers.

As long as you want to breathe, you must breathe them in and taste them.

When consciousness began to recover gradually, the feeling that the whole body seemed to have been trampled by an electric iron gradually became clear.

Fortunately,

Pain is really a good medicine.

Zhou Ze turned and looked around,

I found myself lying on the hospital bed,

There are a lot of instruments around the hospital bed,

And I feel bad in my nose and throat.

Zhou Ze tried to keep his eyes down,

He saw a small pipe.

Boss Zhou, who used to be a doctor, naturally knows what this thing is. It goes from his nose to his stomach.

But in fact, inserting esophagus is really very painful. Whoever uses it knows.

"Zhiya............."

The door of the ward was pushed open.

A familiar figure came over. He went to the corner first, opened an electric rice cooker and filled it with a bowl.

Then he came over with dishes and chopsticks and sat down beside the bed.

He is looking at Zhou Ze,

Zhou Ze is also looking at him.

The Taoist priest was stunned for a moment,

Then even Wujiang pickled mustard in his hand was scared away.

"Boss, boss, are you awake?"

The old Taoist's voice is weak and his face is pale, but since he can appear here, it means that he has been out of the danger of food poisoning.

"I............"

Zhou Ze wanted to talk, but he couldn't say it. He just felt his voice was dry and hoarse, and it was burning like a fire.

"Boss, don't move, don't move, rest, rest."

Zhou Ze gave up his struggle.

Then,

I heard the old Taoist eating porridge.

"Boss, you've been in a coma for five days, but you're scared to death. After your forehead comes out, ask the doctor. The doctor said you had an electric shock. Boss, how can you be so careless?"

I was struck by thunder

"Boss, I didn't dare to order from the canteen these days. The police found out that it was the boss who contracted the canteen. The junior didn't succeed, so he deliberately brought dichlorvos to add it to the turtle soup.

Unfortunately, people ate and ordered early that day, and few people bought turtle soup. The canteen was closed immediately after the accident.

So, just try the poison by yourself. "

"Stroll, stroll, stroll......"

The old man drank porridge with relish.

"Boss, as you said before, I didn't dare to leave the hospital without your orders, and I didn't dare to contact lawyer an.

Well, I've been here with you these days.

I didn't dare to eat the rice in the canteen, and I didn't dare to order the takeout outside. I bought some fans and got an electric rice cooker;

Well,

It's not bad to make some porridge every day, with some mustard and tofu milk. "

In fact, Lao Dao's current physical condition is not suitable for big fish and big meat.

"That's the mouth. It's fading out of quail for a while."

The Taoist priest finished his porridge and put down his bowls and chopsticks.

"Boss, I'll sleep next to you. If you have anything to do at night, just shout me out. Don't shout me out when you go to the bathroom. There's also a tube underneath."

"........" Zhou Ze.

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This night was so long. Fortunately, with the recovery of consciousness, the function of the body is slowly returning.

Being struck by thunder is definitely a terrible thing.

But it doesn't mean that you will die if you are struck by thunder.

In short, this time, Zhou Ze didn't die.

After dawn,

Zhou Ze can finally speak normally.

When the doctor and nurse came for examination in the morning, they removed both the upper and lower tubes after consulting Zhou Ze.

Now,

Is the real relaxed.

When getting out of bed, the whole action was trembling, as if in slow motion. The Taoist priest stood beside him, looking like he wanted to help but dared not.

Canthus,

Unexpectedly, there were some tears dripping out.

Zhou Ze saw it,

Didn't ask "Why are you crying",

Because Zhou Ze knows,

After asking, the Taoist priest will definitely answer: boss, how brave you were in those days, but now you are like this. The old slave feels uncomfortable.

It's all men,

It's not Yingying here,

Boss Zhou is really lazy to play sensational with the Taoist here.

Hard to enter the bathroom,

For Zhou Ze,

As long as you're not dead,

As long as there is one breath,

Even if one day he is buried alive, the biggest driving force supporting him to open the coffin and climb the grave is still... Taking a bath.

Lao Dao took a large plastic basin, put water for Zhou Ze, and then brought in a small bench.

Zhou Ze sat on the bench and began to wipe his body with the water in the basin.

The whole process was difficult, but boss Zhou enjoyed it.

After tossing for about 40 minutes, Zhou Zecai pushed open the door of the bathroom and staggered out.

As soon as you come out,

Zhou Ze's heart immediately clicked,

On the hospital bed,

The old Taoist sat cross legged at the top, and at the bottom was the young man with the mask.

Mask youth is no longer a simple mask youth, and the coverage area has become wider.

Because of extensive burns, most of his body was wrapped in gauze, and his body was filled with a very strong smell of liquid medicine.

On the bed between the two, there is a chess board, and the old man and the "mask youth" are fighting hard.

"Let... Let..."

A hoarse voice came from behind Zhou Ze,

Zhou Ze turned sideways,

He saw the lame man standing behind him with a fruit plate in his hand.

"Boss, you're ready. Come on, come on, let me introduce you to these two friends.

Boss, you are in a coma these days. Well, eating porridge every day is boring to death. Fortunately, you can play chess with him, hehe.

By the way, boss, do you remember them? At first, they came to the same ward as us. "

The old Taoist laughed happily, like a senile dementia in his seventies.

Zhou Ze closed his eyes,

Take a deep breath,

Because he was still a little stiff after being struck by thunder, a more stiff smile was squeezed out of his face:

"Remember."

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