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Chapter 109 Yang Fang's Backhand(1/2)

Chapter 109 Yang Fang’s back-up plan! (Please subscribe!)

The next morning.

A call came to Yang Fang's cell phone.

Yang Fang took a look and chose to answer.

"Hey, Xiaofang, how are you thinking about it recently? Do you still want to resign? Are you encountering any difficulties?"

Director Zhang of the mental hospital asked kindly.

"Dean, I still want to leave my job temporarily. I've been a little too tired recently and I'm afraid I won't be able to do my job well. I hope the dean can forgive me!"

Yang Fang said apologetically.

"That's it. Can you tell me what happened?"

Dean Zhang continued to ask.

"It's nothing, I can handle it myself, it just takes some time."

Yang Fang responded.

"Okay, in that case, you can go through the resignation procedures in the afternoon. If you have the opportunity in the future, I still hope that you can continue to work in our hospital."

Dean Zhang said.

"Okay, if things are settled in the future, I will definitely go back!"

Yang Fang said and quickly hung up the phone.

There was silence in his heart.

Compared with other worlds, life in the real world is the real dream life.

There was a time when he complained more than once about how dirty, bitter, and tiring the real world was. He also thought about escaping and lying down, but it was not until he traveled through time that he realized how beautiful the real world is.

In that world where people eat people and die at any time, the real world is simply a paradise.

There is no need to worry about food and clothing here. People are harmonious and relatively equal (at least on the surface), and there is no need to worry about being suddenly stared at when walking on the road.

But it's different in another world.

Living in another world, something may happen every second.

Especially when changing jobs in another world, you don’t know how you might hinder the interests of certain people and become a thorn in others’ eyes or a thorn in their flesh.

Yang Fang sighed slightly.

In an instant, he was practicing cross fist in the room.

But it’s the same as the previous mortal level martial arts.

Even the cross fist is still just a showpiece in the real world and cannot perform any extraordinary functions.

The only thing that is super long is his own physique.

After breaking through the seventh level, he could clearly feel his strength increasing again.

Hoo ho ho!

In the room, the sound of fists and whirring were harsh.

It's almost afternoon.

Yang Fang returned to the mental hospital normally and came to see the director for a signature.

The director, Zhang Zheng, is a middle-aged man who is nearly sixty years old. He has less than two years to go before his retirement. He has gray hair on his temples and a kind face. He is usually loved by some of the young nurses in the hospital.

When everyone encounters a problem, they will basically help solve it as soon as possible.

After meeting Yang Fang, he couldn't help but persuade him again, hoping that Yang Fang could change his mind.

But Yang Fang smiled bitterly and shook his head slightly.

The pressure of life and death in another world made him almost breathless.

In the real world he just wants to relax.

I no longer want to spend time on work.

"Okay, let me sign it for you!"

Zhang Zheng's face was complicated, and he felt regretful for a while, but he still signed the resignation procedures for Yang Fang.

In the entire mental hospital, Yang Fang is considered the youngest attending physician and has the highest academic qualifications. He has a bright future.

On weekdays, he would take great care of this young man.

pity

"Thank you, Dean!"

Yang Fang said gratefully.

"It's okay, come and sit here often when you have time."

Zhang Zheng smiled.

"OK."

Yang Fang nodded, handed over the resignation procedures to the personnel department, and left.

In the following days, he spent half of his time practicing and half of his time relaxing.

Fang Ting actually asked him out if she had something to do.

At first, Yang Fang went out with Fang Ting because they were all former colleagues. Later, he found that the little girl just dragged him to hang out in the park and never wanted to go out again.

Several days passed in a flash.

In the room, Yang Fang frowned and stared at a family photo on the table, lost in thought.

Nowadays, there are more and more time traveling events.

Travelers are also randomly generated.

What if one day my parents travel through time?

"They all live in the countryside. If we follow the previous rules, wouldn't they travel to smaller settlements?"

Yang Fang's thoughts were far away.

But if this happens, there is nothing he can do now.

If you take your parents to Fang City, it will definitely be a hellish start, and you are simply seeking death.

Received from Nanshi?

Putting aside the issue of housing prices in Nanshi, even if you get to Nanshi, the place you pass through is Bailuo City.

Chaos has emerged in Bailuo City, and traveling through the past will not end well.

Again.

In another world, there is no absolutely safe place.

That is to say!

Whatever he does now is in vain.

The uncertainty of time travel is too great. Maybe his parents will time travel to live as big people in a small place? What if he rashly changes the place where his parents live now, but it will be counterproductive?

No one stipulates that if you travel to a big place, your status will be high.

The oppression in big places may be even more severe.

so!

It is better to be still than to move!

"I hope my parents won't time travel."

Yang Fang secretly said.

If he really traveled through time, he would have to find a way in another world.

A few more days passed.

Cheng Tianye summoned everyone again.

There is no other reason.

The situation with the newcomers was a bit bad, and Cheng Tianye was asked more than once to help them find ways to get food.

When they crossed a few times before, they could chew tree bark and fish in the river, but now the weather is getting colder and colder, even fish have become rare, and the surrounding tree bark has basically been eaten away.

Cheng Tianye had no choice but to summon Yang Fang and other old people again to provide them with advice.

For a time, the whole room was filled with discussions.

Someone proposed to train them in wilderness survival skills.

Someone suggested that they set fire to the mountain, which would surely burn many small animals.
To be continued...
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