Chapter 1835 What if Second Uncle Xue becomes a ghost
Is this what you are saying as a human being? When I die, I have to wait for you to fulfill your promise, right?
Xue Wanjun stared at Cheng Sanlang without saying a word, feeling as if there was a big stick next to him.
If he could still jump up, he would definitely beat him up.
Cheng Chubi put on a pair of thick gloves at this moment and made a special gesture to Xue Wanjun.
"I'm sorry, Uncle Xue. My nephew is worried that your teeth are too good. If you bite me, it will easily affect our harmonious doctor-patient relationship."
"What are you doing in a daze? Come over quickly and hold down Uncle Xue's hands and feet. That's right.
Put on your white mask and hat to prevent Uncle Xue from recognizing you and coming back to trouble you one by one."
"..." Xue Wanjun's face was darkened, his eyes widened, and he saw Cheng Sanlang's gang of friends, all of whom had white masks and hats.
Then they gathered around him on the edge of his couch. At this moment, Xue Wanjun was immediately stunned.
"What do you want to do? Let go, let go, bastard, why don't you let me go quickly..."
"Stop, let go, I'm here, I'm saying, don't touch me, Qin Dalang, you kid, let go."
"It's not me, I'm Li Qi..."
"That's nonsense, can you damn Li Zhen keep pretending to be in my name?"
"Brothers, can you all calm down and don't reveal your identity? What if Uncle Xue becomes a ghost and won't let you go?"
There was a complete chaos in Xue Wanjun's cell, and Cheng Chubi, the planner of this psychological treatment plan, had trouble controlling these talkative brothers.
You can only focus on the work at hand. After all, it is one thing whether you can get in with the challenge or not. This is a matter of attitude. At least Xue Wanjun must understand.
As long as he is not willing to eat and drink, sooner or later this stuff will get into his nostrils.
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"Secret Uncle Xue, this one of mine is really big. Just bear with it and it will be fine when I push it in..."
"Oh, I never thought that Mr. Cheng would say such a thing to a rough old man one day.
Uncle Xue, don’t worry, I’m just expressing my feelings casually, I don’t mean anything inappropriate.”
Cheng Chubi had already pinched Xue Wanjun's nose unceremoniously and started to poke the pipe into Xue Wanjun's nostrils.
Damn it! Damn it! Xue Wanjun didn’t know what kind of round thing it was. It poked his left nostril, then his right nostril, and even poked it into his mouth... Maybe his boogers were stuck to it!
"Uncle Xue, I'm sorry, the light is not good, can you please stop moving."
"Stop, it hurts, it hurts... Damn boy, stop!"
"Okay, okay, everyone, let's stop for a moment and let Uncle Xue take a rest.
He is a patient and we are medical workers. When the patient's mood changes suddenly."
"We need to be considerate of the patient's mood. Uncle Xue, how are you? Let's continue after you rest..."
Cheng Chubi was still in the mood to instill in his brothers the professionalism of medical workers, so he said to Xue Wanjun, who was taking deep breaths frequently and trembling with anger.
"Don't worry, my nephew has a lot of tricks up his sleeve, and he will definitely be able to push this thing into your nostrils."
"My nephew is not teasing Uncle Xue. My nephew is a doctor. It is my bounden duty to treat illnesses and save people."
"Second Uncle Xue, my nephew has such a good relationship with Third Uncle Xue, and under his instructions, how could I watch you starve to death in front of me?"
"If this is the case, it would not only be a disservice to me, Mr. Cheng, as a doctor, but also to Uncle Xue's entrustment."
As soon as Cheng Sanlang said these righteous words, Xue Wanjun was filled with anger, but he didn't know how to get angry.
Mainly because of attacks,
This bunch of ignorant bastards will not pay attention to me at all, and will only listen to Cheng Sanlang.
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"Stop! I drink, I drink by myself, and quickly get your thing out of my sight."
"Cheng Sanlang, have you ever thought about it, if I am lucky enough to survive, haha, what do you think your end will be?"
"Hey, Uncle Xue, what you said is true. Okay, if you have the ability, you can kill one of them and I'll see. The one who cares about you will be the junior."
A group of masked men were all making loud noises. Xue Wanjun's face was dark with a hint of blue.
"..." What he said was so reasonable that Xue Wanjun was speechless for a long time.
Forget it, I'm a dying person and I won't argue with this bastard.
Maybe, there is no way to go on a hunger strike and die, but if I want to die, there are still ways.
Under the threat of Cheng Sanlang's nasogastric feeding tube.
In the end, Xue Wanjun could only pinch his nose and drink a bowl of juice that he couldn't explain what the hell it was.
It felt like milk and eggs, as well as sugar and salt. Cheng Sanlang said that it was his special Chengfu secret nutrient solution.
Although the taste is not as good, it is definitely more nutritious than Chengfu Mifu Sanle Jelly.
A group of bastards with white masks and white hats filed away, and after a short while, the sound of playing cards started again.
At this moment, the person acting next to Cheng Sanlang has changed, becoming Li Zhen.
Li Zhen looked at Cheng Sanlang with admiration. He felt that his own father was very capable of criticizing and hurting others.
I often make my own son feel so aggrieved that he wants to vomit blood, but he can't say anything to refute.
But compared with Cheng Sanlang, the king of demon moths, haha... No wonder my father suffered defeat at the hands of brother Chu Bi time and time again.
This is no longer a question of speaking skills, this is definitely a question of talent.
Who can be like Cheng Sanlang, who can pick up flirtatious words at the drop of a hat, yet still make you feel that he speaks from the heart, and even speaks sincerely.
They even blatantly resorted to various methods to treat illnesses and save lives.
It must be that Uncle Xue wanted to kill Cheng Sanlang very much at this moment. Of course, thinking so, it is not that simple to kill the fat and strong Cheng family.
"Come on, brother Jingyang, don't you come and express your point of view?"
Li Zhen, who was thinking a lot, didn't expect Cheng Sanlang to suddenly pull him out. His mind was confused and he didn't know what to say for a moment.
Looking at Uncle Xue looking at him with doubtful eyes, he felt the iron elbow of this bastard Cheng Sanlang pushing against him.
Li Zhen wiped his face and finally thought of the lines he had agreed with Cheng Sanlang before.
"Second Uncle Xue, as the saying goes, it is better to live than to die. As the saying goes, ants are greedy for life, not to mention a dignified man like you, Second Uncle Xue..."
After hearing such nonsense, Xue Wanjun closed his eyes. The resentment in my heart is something that you and my juniors can understand.
"Stop...Brother Jingyang, look at you, you can't even say anything to make Uncle Xue angry."
When Xue Wanjun heard this, he felt a little comforted in his heart. Is it possible that Cheng Sanlang could also understand his thoughts?
"Second Uncle Xue is at most five feet tall and seven or eight feet tall. How can he be said to be a dignified seven-foot man? Chunqiu's brushwork is not as unreliable as yours."