Chapter 1912

Many people are afraid of all kinds of dental instruments, especially the buzzing sound of drill bits.

Zheng Ren looked at the medicine in the small box and smiled, "Yan Ran, aunt, it's too regular."

"I began to worry about my health when I was old. It wasn't like this before." Chu Yanran said, "especially after the last myocardial infarction attack, she recovered and went home to check on the Internet after discharge. The more she checked, the more frightened she became. She advised her not to go to the hospital before. Now she has to go to the hospital every three or five times."

"Overcorrection is also a normal psychological model." Su yundao.

"Yes, now we have to persuade my mother to rest assured. It's enough to check her body once a half year. But once she plays mahjong, it's called a spirit and can't be stopped." Chu Yanran also complained in a low voice when she was dissatisfied.

"All right, be content." Su Yun said, "I have to go home and state the pros and cons with my mother. Guess what she's going to do?"

"Buy a magnetic therapy bed?" Chu Yanran guessed.

"No, she wants to buy financial products with an annualized rate of 130%!" Su Yun made an exaggerated expression, "boss, I think it's much harder to control my mother to buy financial products than to take care of your small Treasury."

"Why?" Zheng Ren looked at all kinds of drugs in the medicine box and mused.

"Because you never ask, it's enough to show you the bill once a half month. My mother can't. After I went to DIDU, she began to get excited. The more products with a high annual rate, the more interested she is."

"It's OK to buy early. Every product has a deceptive bonus period." Zheng Ren was perfunctory.

"My mother is also very cautious, observing, observing. When her old man slows down, she just enters the house to close the net." Su Yun sighed.

"Can a liar cheat if he is not proficient in psychology? That's called robbery." Zheng Ren said, "Yan Ran, how long has aunt been eating metronidazole?"

"It's been a long time... I don't know the details." Chu Yanran was a little embarrassed. "I'll ask Yanzhi."

"No, you don't know. How can Yanzhi know?"

"When shall we go to the director's house?" Su Yun asked.

"When they change their clothes." Zheng Ren glanced at Chu Yanran.

"Two hours." Chu Yan Ran said with a smile, "I won't try. Yan's clothes are suitable, so am I."

"Aren't you curious?"

"I'm curious, but you two are here without supervision. What if someone peeps?" Chu Yanran said directly.

"Can't there be a little trust between people?" Su Yun was not angry. "Then I'll go home first. It's nearby. Tell me when you start. I'll go directly to the director's house."

"Go."

"Boss, when you go to the director's house, there are four boxes of Maotai in the trunk. Don't forget that two boxes are mine!" Su Yun said loudly.

Zheng Ren was still looking at the small medicine box and asked, "Yan Ran, is aunt playing mahjong far away?"

"It's upstairs." Chu Yan Ran said: "the fixed game is also fast 50 cards. Have a good time."

"Go and have a look?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Boss, can you see a doctor before you come back? Yan Ran, do you regret saying that the old lady's toes are numb in the group?" Su stood at the door and heard the request of Zheng Ren, make complaints about it.

"Go and have a look. It doesn't matter." Chu Yan Ran smiled and said, "my mother always said to thank President Zheng."

"Let's go together. I want to see what the boss is doing." Su Yun stood at the door urging.

After changing their shoes, the three went upstairs. Chu Yanzhi's smile can be heard occasionally in the bedroom. It is as clear and moving as a silver bell.

The place to play mahjong is not far. It's upstairs.

When you get to the door, you can hear bursts of clatter inside. It's a little stuffy. It should be issued by the mahjong machine shuffle.

When I rang the doorbell, a voice came out, but no one opened the door for a long time.

Chu Yan smiled bitterly, "President Zheng, that's how people play mahjong."

"Well, indeed." Su Yun said: "it is said that whoever opens the door will be much less lucky when playing mahjong."

Zheng Ren thinks this is a kind of psychological hint. In order to win, he will always find a lot of rules that don't depend on four or six.

Some of these rules make people laugh and cry.

I still remember when I was at school, my classmates played mahjong in my bedroom. Before playing mahjong, one would secretly tuck other people's photos under the quilt.

Zheng Ren asked him why. If he said so, they recited their ideas.

This is a statement with a certain fantasy color that Zheng Ren can hardly accept, just like looking for a miracle doctor.

What's more, the lighter on the mahjong table is always taken away like a ballpoint pen in the doctor's office.

Many people can't remember at all, but some people consciously follow the lighter, because it is equivalent to "fire"!

When the fire starts, the gas is prosperous and kills all directions.

It took two minutes for the gate to open.

A middle-aged woman reluctantly grinned and asked, "Yan Ran, why are you here?"

"Let me see my mother." Chu Yan Ran in with a smile. "These two are my colleagues. They came back from the capital and showed my mother the problem of numb toes."

"Here comes Yan Ran." Chu Yanran's mother said on the mahjong table.

"Mom, this is president Zheng I told you. This is Brother Yun." Chu Yanran introduced it first.

"Wait a minute, I'll finish this one."

Zheng Ren is also very helpless. He looks at Chu Yanran's mother's system panel, which says the diagnosis of peripheral neuritis, which is the same as the previous judgment.

Although the diagnosis is very clear, it takes a lot of effort to determine where the problem is.

Zheng Ren has his own judgment. He just wants to ask Chu Yanran's mother's medical history.

But after Zheng Ren glanced, his attention was focused on an aunt who was about the same age as Chu Yanran's mother.

"Aunt, will you have a rest first?" Zheng Ren walked quickly to the table and spoke respectfully to the aunt.

"Zheng Zong, you've got the wrong one. That's Aunt Chen, not my mother." Chu Yan Ran smiled.

"Aunt Chen, your fingers don't seem to be very flexible. What's wrong with you?" Zheng Ren ignored Chu Yanran and continued to ask.

Su Yun and Chu Yan are stunned. It's so noisy!

Boss, what kind of evil has he committed?

Su Yun carefully observed the woman asked by Zheng Ren. She was in her forties and almost 50. Her fingers trembled and her face turned red. It was the kind of expression with great luck on the mahjong table.

At first glance, I know that today's luck is good. I don't know how many big brands Hu has. The other three look very bad.

Curious and strange, but he has experienced many things. Su Yun gradually began not to directly question his boss, but began to wonder if he was ill.

Looks like nothing except shaking your hands.

Trembling and blushing... Su Yun suddenly thought of screening hundreds of diseases one by one.