Zheng Ren can't feel Zhou Litao's sadness. He doesn't even know what harm an emergency patient he meets will bring to Zhou Litao.

On a sunny afternoon, go to his sister's turbulence and his sister's academic. I don't want to do anything. Holding hands, I'm enjoying unlimited warmth and sunshine.

Sitting side by side in the shade of the tree, with faint fragrance at the tip of his nose, Zheng Ren vaguely recalls his recent intimacy.

Many muscle groups of the whole body began to restore calm, and the sequelae of large lactate secretion was reflected.

"Zheng Ren, Su Yun asked where we were. He said manager song was looking for you." Xie Yi people leaned on Zheng Ren's shoulder, and the water filled the group. Their simple and relaxed life was so comfortable.

"Oh?" Zheng Ren's cell phone rang before he could speak.

[they said to write a love song quickly, both refined and popular...]

"Hello, manager song."

"I'm outside. I'll go back later."

"You're welcome. You're welcome."

"Well, see you later."

After a few words, Zheng Ren hung up.

"Manager song of the Tang and song restaurant will invite us to dinner." Zheng Renhe and Xie Yi reported on their work. Well, that's the job. You should report to the leaders often in the future.

"Oh, it's the boss who always gives food." Xie Yi brushed his mobile phone and said absently, "how do you think of inviting me to dinner?"

"His lover was caught drunk driving two days ago." Zheng Ren said: "I judge it is automatic brewing syndrome. I suggest he continue to check it."

"Automatic brewing? If sister Yue is like this, I think she will be very happy."

"It's very painful. It's equivalent to soaking in a wine jar. The liver is decomposing alcohol all day. It's a great burden." Zheng Ren said with a smile, "it's estimated that the side that stopped oral antibiotics and had an effect after treatment for Bai Nian."

"What do you have for dinner?" The cheyees are obsessed with only two things, dinner and surgery.

She just listened to all kinds of strange diseases and didn't care at all.

"Come on, go back." Zheng Ren touched Xie Yi's hairy head and said with a smile, "you wait for me in the car. I'll go up and have a look. We'll start directly according to the time."

"Yes!" The cheyee are very happy when they think of eating.

Back to 912, Zheng Ren returned to the ward, and Xie Yi went directly to the basement.

As soon as he got to the gate of the intervention department, Zheng Ren saw Song Ying coming up.

"Boss Zheng, excuse me. I'm really sorry." Song Ying said with a smile that the slight anxiety of the previous two days had disappeared.

"Nothing." Zheng Ren also thought it was a little disturbing, but it was nothing. What really bothers me is the girl whose spleen rupture is caused by kiss syndrome.

Song Ying said with a smile, "boss Zheng, thanks to you this time. My wife stopped taking antibiotics orally and took fluconazole orally, and the symptoms disappeared."

And Zheng Ren's guess is the same, he smiled.

Big pig hoof, as always, is reliable.

"Don't refuse to have a light meal at night." Song Ying immediately said, "there's no one else. I'm one more member of your medical team."

He seemed to know something about Zheng Ren. As soon as he said this, he broke Zheng Ren's last worry.

"You're welcome." Zheng Ren said with a smile, "what do you eat?"

"I asked Dr. Su, and they didn't recommend anything, so I took over. How about seafood and red wine in the evening?"

"OK." Zheng Ren doesn't care. Whether it's seafood or the big pot food in the canteen, it makes no difference to him.

With a little Iraqi, you can eat happily. No... that's a little fun.

He entered the office, discussed it, called the professor, and the people set out.

At this time, hurry up and save half an hour on the road. Zheng Ren thinks it is particularly appropriate to explain the application of the theory of time and space of relativity in the traffic jam in DIDU.

"Boss, what did you do this afternoon?" Su Yun sat in the car and asked lazily.

"I walked around with Yi."

"The sunspot is still at home waiting for you to go back."

"..." Zheng Ren glanced at Su Yun and was speechless.

"I want to drink wine in the evening. What kind of treasure will manager song take out?" Su Yun ignored Zheng Ren and turned to Chang Yue.

"Raffi?"

"Lafite is not the top, just like the difference between Mercedes Benz and Maybach. I don't think it's just Lafite."

"If it's top, I think it should be romanee conti." Zheng Ren guessed.

"You don't drink. You don't deserve to say that name." Su Yun said contemptuously.

"Romanee conti, what's that?" Chang Yue, who drinks, doesn't know.

"Mermaid, have you seen it?" Su Yun's first half of the sentence was provocative and mocking, and the second half of the sentence had returned to normal.

You can also drink, just like the joke that you were beaten by a monkey. Regardless of your thousands of moves and thousands of magical powers, Chang Yue's just one sentence can bruise Su Yunjie.

"Yes, there is red wine?"

"Twice." Zheng Ren said: "the first time is at the beginning. After the bidding, we have to drink red wine to celebrate. The boss played by Tsui Hark said that as soon as there are dolphins in Qingluo Bay, it belongs to the nature reserve. Xiao Liu has lost at least 20 billion and helped our surrounding projects appreciate by 30 billion. We still have to drink his 1 million wine. How interesting is that?

This $1 million wine is Romani conti. "

"It's all nonsense. I still think big Wusu is delicious. It's really strong." Chang Yue swallowed her saliva. It seems that she and Su Yun didn't drink enough last time.

"The second time, Zhang Yuqi asked if she really wanted to fight against famous cars, villas and Romani Kangdi?"

"Well, it makes sense that Romani conti is known as the No. 1 winery in the world." Su Yun said.

He had faintly felt Chang Yue's threat and turned the topic away.

"I don't know if manager song will buy this wine." Zheng Ren thought for a moment and said, "if you drink Romani Kangdi, I'd like to try it."

"Forget it, you can only drink the taste of RMB and spoil the good wine."

"Can I throw up?" Zheng Ren said seriously, "I've always seen people spit wine. I haven't tried it myself."

"Drink and vomit? There's nothing to try." Chang Yue disagreed.

For her who has never vomited, what Zheng Ren said is very far away, far away to the other side of the sky.

"It's not vomiting after drinking too much. It's a kind of self-protection of the human body. I'm talking about tasting wine, tasting it cup by cup, drinking it in the mouth, and then spitting it out. I only feel the taste and softness and fragrance of wine, and don't accept alcohol."

"Just you?" Chang Yue glanced at Zheng Ren and said, "you'll be allergic to alcohol. You'll have more than one mouthful of other products. That's too embarrassing."

"..." there was really no common language with her, and Zheng Renmu turned his head.

This day, I can't talk anymore.

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Recommend a new book, "my literary life in Japan", ten years of author Xinlu, a literary novel about Japan.