Li Ang took out the newspaper from the mailbox and flipped through it while walking. Finally, he saw the report about yesterday's game in an inconspicuous place on the back page. He pursed his lips. This is the treatment for youth team games. This is
Or is it reported because the opponent is Barcelona?
However, no matter what, I always feel happy when I see the praise in the newspaper.
"Ah, I'm sorry." Li Ang was looking down at the newspaper when he bumped into someone.
This is a very beautiful blond beauty, wearing sports equipment, giving people a youthful look. It seems that she has just returned from morning exercise. She looked up to see which daredevil was walking without looking at the road, and shouted in surprise: "Li!"
When Li Ang saw it, he saw that it was Benita Arango, a neighbor who lived in the same apartment building. She was a very beautiful and sexy girl. She had met her twice and she was not familiar with her usually, but she was quite enthusiastic today.
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"Well done, Li!" Benita Arango gave Li Ang a thumbs up.
Li Ang knew what she was talking about and the reason for the girl's enthusiasm. He responded with a bright smile, "Thank you, Miss Arango. Did you watch the game yesterday?"
"I didn't look at it," Benita Arango said.
"Uh-" Li Ang was embarrassed.
Seeing Li Ang's embarrassed expression, Benita Arango smiled even brighter, "I didn't watch the game, I listened to the game broadcast."
Li Ang looked at the blond girl with a bright smile and made a frightened expression, but he was slightly proud in his heart. He didn't expect that winning the game would also increase his popularity as a woman. ← Baidu Search → Of course, the premise is that this girl is where he is.
Fans of the team. Obviously, Benita Arango is a Real Madrid fan.
The two of them were walking and talking, and Benita Arango suddenly snorted and stopped, her beautiful eyebrows slightly wrinkled, as if she was enduring some kind of pain.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Li Ang asked with concern.
"Ah, it's okay." Benita Arango's beautiful white swan-like neck turned a faint blush, and her delicate white jade cheeks also turned pale pink. Well, there is actually a word that can explain this phenomenon: shy.
Shy? Leon glanced at Benita Arango and saw the girl pressing her hand on her lower abdomen. How could he still not understand what was going on? He stared into Benita Arango's eyes.
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"Dysmenorrhea?" Li Ang said, "It looks a bit serious."
"Lee!" Benita Arango felt ashamed and angry. She didn't want to talk about women's private topics with a man who could be said to be a stranger. At the same time, Benita Arango's impression of Li Ang also became worse.
Okay, is this man who always seems quiet and by the rules a gangster?
"Sorry, it's a professional habit." Li Ang reacted and apologized, "Miss Arango, please forgive me."
"Professional habits?" Benita Arango really wanted to throw the bag in her hand at Li Ang's face. Please, you are a coach, not a doctor! He also explained his professional habits, and he didn't know how to find an excuse.
Decent.
"Actually, in addition to being a coach." Li Ang knew that the misunderstanding had become serious, so he felt the need to introduce himself solemnly, "I am also a Chinese medicine practitioner!"
Originally, Benita Arango didn't believe it. It was impossible for a football coach and a doctor to be equated. However, she saw that Li Ang looked serious and it didn't look like he was joking.
"Chinese medicine?"
"That's right."
"I've heard that it's a kind of witchcraft, right?"
There was a black line on Li Ang's forehead. He didn't know how to explain this topic. He wanted to let foreigners understand what Chinese medicine is. I'm afraid that if you talk about it for three days and three nights, they will still be completely confused. In the end, they might even ask another question.
These are the words of Miss Benita Arango.
Leon sent Miss Benita Arango back to her apartment. She was just sending her home. There were not so many bloody scenes.
However, when leaving, Li Ang hesitated and finally spoke, "Miss Arango, let's do this. I'll give you a prescription. You can take this prescription to the Chinese pharmacy in Chinatown and ask them to help you get the medicine.
This is therapeutic and relieving for you - well, that."
"Are you really a witch doctor?" Benita Arango asked in surprise.
"It's Chinese medicine." Li Ang shrugged. It seemed that the other party still didn't believe it, so forget it, and he turned to leave.
"Wait a minute." Just when Li Ang was about to turn around and leave, Benita Arango shouted, "Do you want paper and pen? Water pen? Ballpoint pen? Fountain pen? Do different pens have different effects when casting spells?"
"As long as it's paper and pen, that's fine." Li Ang said word by word, with a forced smile on his face.
"Cyperus rotunda, tangerine peel, Chinese rose flower, mugwort leaves are each 5 qian each, decoction and taken; motherwort is 1 qian and 5 qian, water bitter root is 1 liang, mugwort leaves, black medicine, white peony root are 3 qian each, angelica root is 5 qian, and safflower is 2 qian.
"Li Ang wrote on a piece of paper.
Benita Arango looked at this man. At this time, she had no doubt that Li Ang was a doctor. She looked at Li Ang who was writing seriously and was slightly intoxicated. Serious men are the most charming.
"Okay." Li Ang handed the prescription to Benita Arango, "Give this to the people in the Chinese pharmacy, and they will get the medicine for you." At this point, Li Ang wrote on another piece of paper,
Written in Spanish, "Take three patches a week before each menstrual period, and the results will be seen in one month."
The prescriptions are in Chinese and the precautions are in Spanish.
"Your handwriting is so beautiful." Benita Arango praised, "Although I can't understand your writing, it looks so beautiful, and I have never seen a person who can write Spanish like this.
beautiful."
"Thank you." Li Ang responded with a smile. As a member of a traditional Chinese medicine family, good calligraphy is the first condition. The words are like the person. This is true. Practicing calligraphy can cultivate one's character and get rid of impetuous temper. Li Ang's nature is not
He was so calm. In his previous life, when he was upset, he would practice calligraphy alone to calm himself down.
Li Ang said goodbye and left, but Benita Arango did not appear to invite Li Ang into the house to have another cup of coffee and chat about life stories. Doesn't this also mean that these two people are relatively self-disciplined people.
Back in his apartment, Li Ang lay on the sofa to rest. There was one thing on his mind. It kept making him a little upset.
That is, after he won the game against Barcelona, he has been trying to contact the system with his mind, but he has never received a response.
What's wrong? The system hasn't woken up yet? Didn't it mean that if we win the game against Barcelona, the system will wake up?
At this moment, an idea came to my mind.
"Getting acquainted with Benita Arango, triggering the task, triggering the task... This is a very important task, with great implications. You must pay attention, you must pay attention."
Hearing these random thoughts, Li Ang was first surprised, and then overjoyed. This was the system waking up, the real system waking up, the system that claimed to be Mr. Dream.
ps: Second update, please bookmark and recommend votes. Today is Children’s Day. Xiaoqi didn’t find any antipyretic medicine at home and ended up secretly taking her daughter’s antipyretic medicine for infants. Is this considered a holiday...
