They all threw down their equipment, looked at Xu Jia with envy and jealousy, and went out unwillingly.
Qi Qing brought Xu Jia into the bedroom and stared at him with beautiful eyes: "Okay, Brother Jia, you are planning to take advantage of your sister so quickly? You even said it in front of reporters on purpose, fearing that I would not admit it.
?"
"I didn't have to say this in front of reporters. Sister Qing forced me..."
"You did it on purpose." Qi Qing pouted in anger.
Xu Jia shook his head: "Sister Qing, you misunderstood. I just want to sleep with you for one night, but it is definitely a very pure kind. I just want to chat and talk about my heart, and I will not do anything else."
Qi Qing poked his forehead with her fingertips: "Who believes it?"
Xu Jia sighed.
Damn it, if you say this, no one will believe it. Anyone who believes it is a fool.
"Sister Qing, if you don't agree, forget it, I won't force you."
"Don't come here, am I a dishonest person?"
Qi Qing was speaking harshly just now, but now she put on a seductive smile and breathed out like a blue: "Tell me, when will you sleep with sister? Now? Sister will satisfy you."
Satisfy me?
It sounds really exciting.
Xu Jia said excitedly: "Tomorrow night! Sister, let's see you tomorrow night."
After saying that, he ran out excitedly.
Qi Qing covered her hot cheeks and murmured in a low voice: "Why not now? Bad boy..."
Liu Haoran wanted to flatter Xu Jia and took him to sleep in the fairyland for a night.
Early the next morning, Liu Haoran drove and took Xu Jia to Songjiang Hospital to check whether Xiang Hong had fulfilled his promise and relisted the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
If not, Xu Jia would really play hard.
When Xu Jia entered Songjiang Hospital, he saw busy work in the lobby on the first floor.
The first floor is the territory of the neurology department. Some doctors moved medical equipment and moved out of the consulting room.
Several doctors with white coats and gray hair took off the sign from the Department of Neurology and replaced it with another sign.
Liu Haoran looked at the sign: "Renxintang? Sure enough, it has been changed to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine."
"Renxintang? Isn't this Song Xin's clinic?"
Xu Jia was stunned for a moment, then looked carefully and realized that the gray-haired doctor standing on the ladder with a sign was his boss, the miser Song Xin.
"Uncle Song, what's going on?" Xu Jia was confused.
Song Xin turned around and saw Xu Jia with a beaming smile: "Xu Jia, you're good, you finally gave us Chinese medicine doctors a breath of bad breath. Okay, great..."
Without paying attention, his foot slipped and he fell down the ladder.
"Oh, it hurts! My old waist." Song Xin grinned in pain.
"Junior brother."
"Senior brother, why aren't you more careful?"
"Never be too happy to be sad."
…
A group of gray-haired doctors hurriedly carried Song Xin into the office.
Xu Jia also followed in. Seeing that Song Xin's face turned green in pain, he took out a silver needle and pricked Song Xin's body a few times. Song Xin immediately felt less pain.
Song Xin looked at the plaque of Renxintang and was filled with emotion: "Xu Jia, you don't know that ten years ago, Renxintang was the signature department of Songjiang Hospital and was very prosperous. And I was the director of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
"
"However, later, for some reason, some medical accidents occurred for no apparent reason. Renshin Hall was at the center of the storm and was kicked out of Songjiang Hospital."
"Later on, the general environment of Chinese medicine was not good either. A group of old brothers became discouraged and changed their professions. Some left, and some left. As a result, Renxintang became worse and worse..."
After hearing Song Xin's lonely words, Xu Jia was dumbfounded.
"I never expected that Renxintang would turn out to be the signature of Songjiang Hospital."
As for why some inexplicable medical accidents occurred, Xu Jia certainly knew that it had something to do with Hong Xiang.
"But, Xu Jia, you have done a great favor to Chinese medicine practitioners."
Song Xin patted Xu Jia on the shoulder and smiled beamingly: "I saw your impassioned speech on TV. You did a great job. You did a great job! That bastard Hong Xiang suppressed Chinese medicine everywhere. It's long overdue."
Apologized."
"That's right, back then, it was Prime Minister Hong who caused trouble for our Renxintang. This guy is really a loser and deserves to be embarrassed."
"Junior brother, when we reunite this time, we must revitalize Renxintang."
"Yes, treating illnesses and saving lives, rescuing the wounded and dying, this Renxintang must be passed down from generation to generation."
"Of course, we should thank Xu Jia most."
…
Song Xin's senior fellow apprentices all expressed their opinions.
Xu Jia did such a good thing unintentionally, and he was very happy.
The surrounding aura began to change slightly.
Wisps of breath poured into Xu Jia's body.
"This is the power of merit, and my level of foundation building has improved a bit."
Xu Jia feels comfortable all over.
If you do good deeds, you will be rewarded.
Xu Jia curled his lips at Song Xin: "Uncle Song, how can you thank me? You can't just say it with your mouth, right?"
"What's the matter? Not satisfied with verbal praise?"
Song Xin suddenly became vigilant and clenched his bulging wallet: "I don't have any money."
Xu Jia still did the same trick, without saying a word, staring at Song Xin's wallet with resentful eyes.
The other brothers can't stand it anymore.
"Senior brother, just let me get some blood. After all these years, you are still so picky."
"Xu Jia is such a good boy. He has done great things, but you don't even give him any reward."
"That's right, junior brother, I'm very disappointed in you."
…
Everyone was talking a lot, and Xu Jia's eyes were extremely melancholy, so Song Xin had no choice but to compromise.
Feeling distressed, I took out two thousand yuan from my wallet and held it in my hand reluctant to hand it out.
"Give it to me!"
Xu Jia quickly grabbed it, pulled Liu Haoran into the car, and fled.
Song Xin couldn't catch up, so he jumped up angrily and yelled: "You bastard, you still dare to rob me? See if I don't deduct one year's salary from you..."
A group of old men burst into laughter.
"This brat!"
Song Xin walked back out of breath, looked up at the plaque of Renxintang, and shed tears of vicissitudes of life from the corners of his eyes.
"Ten years later, I finally came back.
"Xu Jia, you are my noble..."
***
"Brother, if you are short of money, I will give you 100,000 yuan first, and you don't have to pay it back."
Liu Haoran was trying to please Xu Jia while driving.
Xu Jia shook his head.
He does not have the habit of freeloading for no reason, which will damage the power of merit.
"Brother Liu, is there an antique shop nearby? I want to go shopping."
Liu Haoran turned the car around with a smile: "There is really an antique city nearby. To be honest, brother, I like to collect calligraphy and paintings, and I am about to go shopping for some high-quality goods. Let's go now."
Half an hour later, Xu Jia appeared at Songdian Antique City.
Tonight, Kui Mulang will go down to capture him. Although he is protected by Qi Qing, it is always good to do more protection.
He wanted to find some spiritual and ancient wind chimes and arrange the five unique wind chimes array.
The so-called Five Absolutes means that as long as you are in the Five Absolute Formation, you will lose your sense of taste, touch, smell, hearing, and vision.
Xu Jia's Tao Qi is weak. Although he cannot exert the full effect of the Five Jue Formation, it should still be able to shield Kui Mulang's vision and hearing.
There is a bright idea here, which is called: "Confuse the public!"
Liu Haoran took Xu Jia to several stores, but could not find the wind chime he needed.
Suddenly, a man walked towards Liu Haoran and said hello: "Mr. Liu, why don't you come to my store? I have some good items in my store."
Xu Jia looked up at this person and felt awe-inspiring in his heart.
"Your eyes are white, and you smile before you see anyone. When you laugh, your nose wings are wide and the bridge of your nose is wrinkled. This is a sign of evil intentions and a smile hiding a knife." (To be continued)