"You boss Zheng, how can you make so much money." Asked Sun Ming's lover.

"People don't point to that at all." Sun Ming said: "boss Zheng mainly earns lecture fees and the cost of live operation. It is said that the website has been bought by boss Zheng. Now people are looking for an ideal."

"Cut. Let me have a look. If I have to scan the code now, I have to see Qian Qin. In the mobile phone, it's a pile of numbers." Sun Ming's lover grabbed the cash detector and looked at it one by one.

"Maslow... Forget it, you don't understand." Sun Minggang wanted to talk about it, but he felt it meaningless.

No matter what he says, it's better for him to get the cash in his hand.

In the imperial capital, it just looks good, but it doesn't have much money. How much can a community hospital, even the president, earn.

If the first few years are good, try to do something. Everything is money. Now the fight against corruption is so fierce that Sun Ming has no courage to earn money.

How did the former dean get in? Sun Ming knows.

"As much as you know!" Sun Ming's wife nagged and drank with a smile, "you said that when the child comes back from graduation, can you arrange for him to go to boss Zheng?"

Speaking of this, Sun Ming is a little depressed.

He told director Kong implicitly twice and was rejected by the old fox.

Thinking of this, he sighed and said, "Dean Lin of emperor tumor, his daughter graduated from Harvard, and forced her into boss Zheng's medical group."

"Ah?"

"That's it. Boss Zheng doesn't give a good face. He works all day and doesn't have the Kung Fu to eat."

That's the way it is. I don't know what it is.

"Boss Zheng, this shelf is too big."

"What do you know? I've heard the doctor say that the girl goes home at more than nine o'clock every night and goes to work before six o'clock in the morning."

"You're going to die and squeeze the doctor. No wonder you've always heard of death from fatigue these years." Sun Ming's lover scolded.

"Do you think it's so easy to stay in boss Zheng's medical group? Boss Zheng is a big man." Sun Ming said proudly, "if you can get the Nobel Prize this year, you will be a proper Nobel Prize member. If you fight for a year, you will have such a name for the rest of your life."

"Tell you about our son."

"No way, don't think about it." Sun Ming said directly, "but it's enough that he has my father."

"You old bastard, what can I do for you?" Sun Ming's lover disdained.

"After winning the Nobel Prize, 912 and our community hospital will be bombed by the media again and again." Sun Ming smiled and said, "at that time, our old sun will also become famous and become one of the key figures of the Nobel Prize."

He said, gudu gudu blew off the beer and opened another bottle.

This is happy to drink. Sun Ming's lover is also happy and drinks with him.

"You said boss Zheng abused President Lin's daughter so much. Can President Lin be happy?" Sun Ming's lover picked up a bottle of beer with chopsticks and banged.

"There's nothing unhappy." Sun Ming disdained and said, "I told you about the Nobel Prize. Why don't you know."

"Nobel Prize? What don't you know?"

"Let me tell you that those who can get on the bus now can live well just by giving lectures in the future." Sun Ming is a little envious.

If only I could get up to my level.

However, Sun Ming just thinks about this kind of thing. He knows that for himself, this is a daydream.

After a mouthful of spicy fried sea screws, the ulcer in Sun Ming's mouth sent out bursts of pain.

However, it is also refreshing. It is said that the pungent and pleasant feeling brought by pepper has something to do with pain.

Sun Ming sipped and ate with his wife.

Life, hard work, for what? It's not that you don't want anything at this moment. Eat some dishes and drink some wine.

Lying win, at the thought of this word, Sun Ming couldn't stop being proud.

Oral ulcers don't hurt so much, only bursts of comfort.

"Lao sun, you can't afford to drink." Sun Ming's lover drinks happily and laughs at Sun Ming.

"It's like you can drink. Old man, you'll blush if you drink some wine."

The couple drank happily and blushed.

Usually more than a dozen bottles of beer, there are a little more than two people who have nothing to do soon.

The future of community hospitals will be better, and their own small days can go to a higher level.

This day is worth looking forward to.

After several bottles of beer, Sun Ming felt a little uncomfortable. He smiled and said, "I'm really old. I don't think I can live in the hospital for a few days."

"Wash and sleep early. Put your things here and I'll pack them tomorrow."

Sun Ming staggered to wash. He looked at himself in the mirror and suddenly felt something was wrong.

The blush is frightening. It seems a little swollen. It's not just the red on the head after drinking wine.

Isn't this a pig's head? Sun Ming thought to himself.

His reaction was a little slow and wobbly. It took him a few seconds to realize that he was wrong!

After all, he was a doctor, and words such as allergy immediately appeared in Sun Ming's brain.

Then there was dyspnea... Throat edema... When they were found, they were all dead and the body smelled.

He immediately threw away his toothbrush and tried to go out.

There was Venus in front of me. My limbs were weak and my breathing was difficult. It immediately increased ten times since I figured it out.

It's even hard to catch my breath.

Sun Ming could even hear the roar of pulling the wind box from his throat.

MD! There is really laryngeal edema!

Desperately picked up his mobile phone, Sun Ming called 120 emergency center.

But I don't know whether it's nervousness or other reasons. I can't speak.

In that anxious inquiry, Sun Ming just said a few words, but don't say anything. He couldn't even say a complete sentence.

He tried to look at his lover. She didn't know when she had climbed on the table and "fell asleep".

It's over... Sun Ming is in a cold sweat.

The couple are going to die miserably at home... But Sun Ming doesn't know what's going on. What happened? What's your allergy? A head of dew.

But now is not the time to find the reason. Seeing that he couldn't say it, he hung up his mobile phone with his last consciousness, found boss Zheng's phone and dialed it out.

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[they said write a love song soon...]

Zheng Ren's phone rang.

He was eating the hand rolled noodles made by Liu Xu's daughter-in-law and had a good time.

This kind of routine meal is the most satisfying... At least it makes boss Zheng comfortable.

It's simple and clear. After a few bites, it won't delay the emergency rescue at all.

It's a problem left in the emergency department.

"Boss Zheng, please eat slowly."

Seeing Zheng Ren's incense, Liu Xuzhi's daughter-in-law was also very happy, and a happy smile appeared on her face.

"Hello, President sun." Zheng Ren turned on the phone and put it on the table, so as not to occupy his hand and affect eating noodles.