Mu Yiqi held the seat back with both hands and struggled to move his body back that was about to slide down.
He leaned back on the chair and took a breath for a while, pointed at the little nurse behind the reception desk, and said:
"Have you seen that girl? She turned out to be a popular internet celebrity. I introduced her to come here as a nurse. I..."
After saying these words, he suddenly felt tight in his chest and short of breath. He couldn't lift a breath, and the second half of the words stayed in his throat.
Mu Yigui raised his hand and waved it gently, indicating that Liang De, who had used his natural power, did not need to treat him.
“It’s useless. This is a sign of my lack of moral integrity. It’s useless even if Uncle Chang comes. I can just take it easy myself.”
Liang De looked at the former martial arts master who was so weak that he couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart.
He turned on Du Gongtai's signature on the deputy director-level virginity certificate and temporarily gained the ability to check a man's moral character.
Mu Yigui still has two rings of male virtue halo around his body, but the halo that represents his identity as a male virtue Shudra has become thinner than a hair.
The small holes all over the surface of the halo are densely packed like a honeycomb, and some holes have penetrated the fragile male virtue halo.
No wonder Brother Gui is so vain... He is only one step away from being a male Dalit. Teacher Du's divine punishment is about to enter the final stage. Let alone him, even the powerful Qing Jie may not be able to withstand it.
Liang De couldn't help but think of his own situation.
Jie Yuan Walker can certainly stay away from the hustle and bustle of the world and live in seclusion, randomly traveling to a distant world that no one knows about, and staying there without even going to the gathering of hundreds of rivers and seas. Naturally, he will not be arbitrarily played by these evil giants who run rampant in all realms on both sides of the Taiwan Strait.
But in order to find a way back to the ancient blue star, he could only rely on the resources and strength of Teacher Fengxian.
In order to travel through Thunder Bluff at public expense for work, it is inevitable that you will come into contact with those company executives on Qinggeng Peak. You cannot hide away even if you want. Who knows what will happen in the future.
If I were not under the guidance of Master Fengxian, I would be like Brother Gui if I offended some evil god or other powerful person.
Once the backstage of Thunder Evil Sect is gone, if Zhou Bofu, the number two figure of the Compound Eye Organization, comes to trouble me, what can I do in front of that golden-winged fierce bird that covers the sky with naughty words?
Does body language express the subtext of not wanting to die?
Liang De helplessly touched the stubble on his chin.
Everyone has nothing to do, the old man has nothing to do, Sheng Wuxu who killed the old man has nothing to do, and Teacher Fengxian who killed Sheng Wuxu also has nothing to do.
Is their helplessness a bit more advanced than mine? How to express the advanced feeling of helplessness? Are they not as sad as me when they are helpless?
Maybe I don’t understand these people above, but Brother Gui... I can understand Brother Gui’s helplessness.
When some people see someone else being unlucky, they will look for the fault of the unlucky person, thinking that the unlucky person is not strong enough, smart enough, hardworking enough, self-disciplined enough, disciplined enough...etc.
Because in this way, these people can say to themselves:
As long as I am strong enough, smart enough, hardworking enough and self-disciplined enough, I will never become like an unlucky person.
How great, you can not only gain a sense of superiority but also gain a sense of security.
However, Liang De knew that he was not much better than Mu Yiqi, but he was not as unlucky as Mu Yiqi and had a little more luck than him.
Liang De sympathizes with Mu Yigui who is being manipulated by the male evil god. However, if Mu Yigui wants to manipulate the lives of these girls, what is the difference between him and the evil god?
Wu Yigui was still caressing his chest and regulating his breathing. Liang De gathered the documents in his hands and put them on his knees, saying:
"Brother Gui, I read the documents. You put these forty-eight beautiful girls into all walks of life and let them be doctors, nurses, judges, lawyers...
What do you want to do, start a full-professional harem before you die, and enjoy the rest of your life to the fullest?
Brother Gui, we are not some fairy emperors. If entering Sheng Wuxu Private High School after death and surviving to graduate can be considered a kind of luck, we are ordinary people with relatively good luck. At most, you are a little handsome.
What qualifications do we have to do such a thing, and Brother Gui, you don’t even want to do it anymore, Brother Gui, if you open a harem, what’s the use of a harem?”
The wooden art regulations were just mixed in one breath, and when he heard Liang De's words, he cough straightly.
“Cough, cough… Say it again, damn, you can’t get it if you don’t lift it, otherwise I’ll be the first to infect you!”
Liang De follows the good path:
“Brother Gui, I said you don’t want to lift anymore, what’s the use of doing this.
“Okay, okay, you like to listen so much, take out your phone and record it.
“I’ll say it again, Brother Gui, why don’t you lift it!”
His last words echoed through the sky, and the whole clinic hall was shaken with a buzzing sound.
With a roar, all the men, women and children in the waiting area looked over.
Seeing the appearance of the wooden art rules, women's faces were filled with pity and men's faces were filled with joy.
Wu Yiqi was stared at by hundreds of pairs of eyes, as if he was being held up by hundreds of interlaced laser beams, with his mouth wide open and unable to move.
“I’m not, I didn’t...”
Liang De: “What don’t you have?”
“I have no intention of starting a harem…”
“Brother Yigui!”
The pretty little nurse at the reception desk blushed with embarrassment and mustered up the courage to shout loudly:
“I don’t mind! I want to face it with you.
“Walking with you, the future is promising!”
The young nurse’s brave confession moved the onlookers. Warm applause broke out in the waiting area, and many old ladies burst into tears.
What a nice little girl and boy, but I am not in good health and I don’t know if medicine is of any use.
“You go to work well and don’t cause trouble!” Mu Yiqi covered his face and leaned back, rubbing the back of his neck back and forth on the back of the metal chair in pain.
Liang De looked at the little nurse and then at the woodworking regulations, grinning in anguish:
“You still said you didn’t want to have a harem?!”
Mu Yiqi mustered up all his strength and grabbed Liang De by the collar.
“This is not the place to talk, let’s go back to the grocery store and talk!”
Liang De saw the blood rushing to Mu Yigui's head and face and almost exploded his head. He did not continue his in-depth criticism of left-leaning Stallism. A Yuan Shen Wanhua covered Mu Yigui and passed through the wall and into the air.
And go.
The applause in the waiting area continues for a long time.
…
Liang De took the wooden art rules back to the underground refinery of the Dongguo Ancient Boxing Department and threw the thermos cup containing Yangyuan chicken soup to Sun Xunqiao.
“Senior brother, I haven’t used it, I’ll give it back to you.”
Sun Xunqiao caught the ball and passed back, "Can I still send it to Qiuqiu after you touched it? What did Bai Hekong say? It's disgusting!"
Liang De nodded: "Then I'll drink it."
"Give me!"
Mu Yigui stretched out his hand tremblingly and said:
“I...I borrowed this bowl of chicken soup to replenish my energy and finished speaking in one breath. I can’t let you two bastards ruin my reputation during my lifetime!”