Although Zhu Bing's self-esteem suffered a lot, soon another topic made them have a harmonious conversation.

Liu Muqiao and Zhu Bing chatted about college life.

One is very poor and the other is very rich. Logically, they probably can't talk together.

However, they had a very pleasant chat because they had a common hobby, like ancient poetry and dream of the Red Chamber.

They talked about from ancient poetry to Dream of Red Mansions, and from modern poets - are there still poets in modern times?

They unanimously came to a conclusion that the man had passed away, and in recent decades, there were no poets, only mental illnesses.

Whether it is right or wrong, that's how they both think.

One was laughing and the other was chatting.

"Maybe, modern poets will say that we are crazy," Zhu Bing said.

Liu Muqiao nodded and said, "Yes, if you offend the vast majority of poets, you will be scolded to death."

Just as we were chatting happily, Zhu Bing's cell phone rang, it was his father who called it.

Zhu Bing's father, Zhu Shengxi, is a famous entrepreneur in the province. Qingjiang Heavy Industry, which he is in charge, has become famous all over the world and has entered the world's top three in the industry.

He asked on the phone, have you made an appointment with Liu Muqiao?

"Appointment is here, we are having coffee in the administrative building now."

"I won't come up. I'm in Room 1808. You can invite the room after you finish drinking. You can discuss the fees with him and don't treat others badly."

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Liu Muqiao had already heard it.

He said, "Don't let your father wait, let's go down."

Zhu Bing was a little reluctant, but still stood up and said to the waiter: "The account is recorded in Room 1808."

When he arrived at room 1808, Liu Muqiao was slightly shocked as soon as he entered the door.

This person has such a big aura!

Liu Muqiao has not seen many great people, and Professor Hao should be the biggest celebrity he has had close contact with. However, compared with Zhu Shengxi, his aura is not on the same level.

"Student Liu Muqiao? Please come in, please sit down."

Liu Muqiao greeted him "hi" and then bowed slightly. Zhu Shengxi did not take the initiative to shake hands with him, so Liu Muqiao naturally did not dare to extend his hand.

Liu Muqiao cursed himself secretly. Why did he say hello just now look a bit like that translator?

"I heard that you are more accomplished in neurology." Zhu Shengxi sat down first, then signaled Liu Muqiao to sit on the sofa opposite.

"I can't say that my attainments are. I am actually very amateur in neurology, but I am more experienced in pediatrics." Liu Muqiao wanted to be modest, but modesty means telling lies.

What I said just now is probably very harsh.

Sure enough, Zhu Shengxi laughed a few times.

Crazy, who hasn't been crazy?

Zhu Shengxi smiled knowingly.

He has been crazy before.

"Professor Hao said that you have made great achievements in treating neurology diseases. I heard that the international conference on neurology will be held in Beijing next month. Professor Hao is preparing to use your hospital's advanced experience in treating cerebral hemorrhage as a typical conference. It seems that you will soon become famous."

Liu Muqiao was shocked. Why haven’t I heard of it? I am an intern. How should I go on stage to introduce my experience?

Well, by the way, it’s not me, it’s Zhao Yilin. I am just an operator, the real expert is Zhao Yilin. I am just a member of Zhao Yilin’s team. It’s Zhao Yilin’s business to make reports.

"Mr. Zhu, I'm just an intern."

"Well, I know, insider, Professor Hao has already told me. Of course, you should be a team as a team. Director Zhao is the leader and is famous, so it is naturally him. However, as the main force in the team, you will also be commended by the conference."

Zhu Shengxi took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Last time, you corrected Sima Linyi's diagnosis, which is very awesome. You don't know, Professor Hao, if you hadn't reminded him, he would have been wrong."

"It just happened." Liu Muqiao said.

"How can medicine happen? Well, I won't talk more. I'll see a foreigner later. Time is tight. I have such a problem. It depends on whether you have any solutions."

"You said."

"I feel stressed, have poor sleep, have lots of dreams, are depressed, anxious, and sometimes have some inexplicable fear. Is this depression?"

Liu Muqiao briefly reviewed the massage method to relieve fever and said with a smile: "You are Professor Hao's good friend. He should give you an accurate answer. I am a layman for this disease, but there should be no big problem in treating it."

"Ah, no big problem?" Zhu Shengxi asked anxiously.

“Yes, no big problem.”

"Then please give me a prescription."

"No prescription is needed, come, you lie in bed, I'll help you massage."

"Is massage OK?"

"I haven't heard of it before, right? Professor Hao studied Western medicine and is very amateur in massage."

"You are also a Western medicine student. You are a student of Professor Hao."

"I am lucky. I have met a master. Come and try it. You will know." Liu Muqiao turned around and looked at Zhu Bing, "You can avoid it."

Zhu Bing made a face, entered another room, and closed the door.

"I need you to take off all of them, just leave one. There is no glycerin or alcohol gel, so I will use shower gel to massage you." Liu Muqiao entered the bathroom to get the shower gel.

"Is it useful? I have done a lot of massage in the past, but it is ineffective." Zhu Shengxi was highly suspicious. How can massage treat neurosis?

"Don't worry, massage girl, what kind of massage is that? That's random touch. You can see me like this!"

After saying that, Liu Muqiao had already started to take action.

He started from his waist, pushed upwards, and pushed until his occipital trochanter.

"ah!"

As soon as it started, Zhu Shengxi screamed a long time.

Zhu Bing was startled and quickly opened the door and came out to see.

"ah!"

"oh!"

"hiss!"

Zhu Shengxi made various sounds.

Zhu Bing walked in, looked in confusion, and asked softly, "Nothing is wrong, right?"

"Ahhhh!"

Zhu Shengxi screamed even more miserably.

Liu Muqiao's hands were on Zhu Shengxi's back, and his whole back was as red as blood, and a layer of water mist emerged.

"ah!"

"oh!"

"ah!"

"hiss!"

"OK!"

With a "Okay", the stone in Zhu Bing's heart fell down. Only then did he know which category his scream should be.

This is a cheerful call, this is a very pleasant call.

"How about it?"

Liu Muqiao stopped and asked.

"It's so cool! This is the real massage!"

"I'm asking you for your specific feelings." Liu Muqiao wiped his hands with a tissue.

"The eyes are brighter, yes, yes, it used to be gloomy, but now it's much brighter, and it seems that it's suddenly dawn. The head is clearer and no longer dizzy. The mood is yes, I'm very happy. This is how I feel." Zhu Shengxi said excitedly.

"Well, this should be the effect. Your neurosis has initial therapeutic effects and needs to be consolidated. In the future, you should keep a light diet, exercise, and listen to music more, and your problems should be cured. Go and take a shower."

After Liu Muqiao finished speaking, he went to the bathroom to wash his hands first.

"bite!"

"Reward an intermediate treasure box."

A silver-shining treasure box appeared in front of him.

How could Liu Muqiao bear it?

open!

A book.
Chapter completed!