Sleepless Doctor

"Master..."

　　 "Don't." Wu Mian heard Chuang Jiaqi call himself Immortal Master, and quickly stopped, and smiled, "Listen to the disgusting, call me Wu Mian, or call me Teacher Wu."

　　 "Teacher Wu..." Chuang Jiaqi always feels that this title is weird, but he is very obedient. Wu Mian does what he says. He doesn't have anything like a rich kid.

　　 Chuang Jiaqi is not very young, 23 or 4 years old, and his face is still a bit green and immature. Wearing a pair of rimless glasses, the figure is a little thin, and his head is slightly larger.

　　 "Dabao, do you want to go around?" Wu Mian asked.

　　 Wei Dabao's head had already been pecking at the rice, and he couldn't help but light it.

　　 "Mr. Zhuang, please find someone to accompany him around. Old Ren, how about you?"

"I can't do it. I don’t understand some things. Teacher Wu, do you have time?" Ren Haitao was thinking about the matter just now. He couldn’t understand how he thought about it. The thing he wanted to do most now was to take Wu Mian and sit down. , And ask the patient about the reason for his illness.

　　 "Go back and talk about it." Wu Mian didn't care, and said softly.

　　 "Mr. Wu, it's late, you have been busy all day, what would you like to eat?"

　　 When it comes to eating, Wu Mian's face is a bit ugly. Chu Zhixi chuckled, holding Wu Mian's hand, and whispered, "How many to learn?"

　　 "……"

　　 "Whatever." Wu Mian said indifferently.

　　 Leading Wu Mian and others to a hotel, Jiaqi saw that he was a regular customer here, and even the waiters were very familiar with him to greet Jiaqi.

　　 The decoration here is simple and luxurious, and neither Wei Dabao nor Ren Haitao can understand it. As for the food... it's completely different from the Northeast, and that's how it tastes like.

　　 "Teacher Wu, what entertainment do you usually have?"

　　 While eating and chatting, Jiaqi asked intentionally or unintentionally.

　　 "In a daze on the mountain." Wu Mian said.

　　 "..." Chuang Jiaqi was taken aback, going up the mountain in a daze? What kind of entertainment is this.

　　 But speaking of mountains, crops think of one thing.

　　 "Teacher Wu, two friends are going racing on Hushan Road tonight, do you want to join in the fun?"

　　 "No." Wu Mian replied without hesitation.

　　 Chuang Jiaqi was stunned. Don't refuse this rejection too simply.

　　 Drag racing, soaring adrenaline, challenging speed and passion, and getting the kind of light and fluttering feeling that you can't get usually. This is something that young people like. There are no conditions, and many people have remodeled a modified car abruptly.

　　 Why is this guy not interested at all?

　　 Heart sinks like water, is it possible that he is really a rejuvenating fairy?

　　 Numerous question marks came to mind, and Chuang Jiaqi was speechless for a while.

　　 "You think it's good to do less dangerous things, but do you know if you do this will cause countless troubles?" Wu Mian had already eaten enough, put down his chopsticks, and said casually.

　　 "Uh..." Chuang Jiaqi smiled, "They will invite the nearby vehicles to go. If there are related passers-by, they will give some money to change their way."

　　 "It's not this." Wu Mian said, "It's okay if you die directly. If you are seriously injured, going to the hospital will be very troublesome."

　　 "……"

　　 Such unlucky words can only be said by the man in front of him. Although it makes sense, it doesn't sound so good how it sounds.

"Rescue, at least a dozen people have no sleep all night, and they have to take care of them for a long time. It's hard to say whether it will be good or not. You say trouble is not troublesome." Wu Mian said. The prime soaring is much better."

　　 "Mr. Wu..." Chuang Jiaqi wanted to refute, but Wu Mian stopped him.

　　 "Mr. Zhuang, when you have time, you can go home and ask your grandfather, it is not easy to live." Wu Mian said, "Some things are better to be done as little as possible. To challenge the limits of mankind, there are professional people to do it. As for you...hehe."

　　 Wu Mian, hehe, heard it from Chuang Jiaqi, with infinite contempt. But he didn't refute, just shook his head slightly.

　　 "Teacher Wu, my father is very strict, I never dare to go." Chuang Jiaqi smiled, "Isn't this trying to take you to play and see the excitement."

　　 "It's okay to just watch the fun, girl, are you interested?" Wu Mian asked.

　　 "I'm at random." Chu Zhixi didn't have the impulsiveness and curiosity of a young man, and said casually, "I was so tired today. Watching them run two laps, they came back to sleep."

　　 "Hmm." Wu Mian nodded, "Mr. Zhuang, what time?"

"One o'clock."

　　 "It’s really late to go to bed, I usually go to bed at one o'clock in the morning only for surgery." Wu Mian said.

　　 Chu Zhixi's eyes were circling, and he glanced at Wu Mian, did he have to do surgery?

　　 Facing the old-fashioned Wu Mian, for a moment, Chuang Jiaqi really believed that he was a rejuvenating kind of person.

　　 He is self-disciplined like an old man. What's the point of living like this? Young people, how can there be no sleepovers? Only the presumptuous under the dark night can vent the excess energy in the body.

　　 After dinner, some people took Wei Dabao to go shopping and browse the scenery. Ren Haitao returned to the hotel to rest early in the morning, saying that he wanted to summarize relevant information. There are not many cases of vocal cord paralysis caused by abdominal surgery. This is a precious experience for Ren Haitao.

　　 Chuang Jiaqi accompanied Wu Mian and Chu Zhixi to a bar for a sit-down.

　　 There were not many people who said hello in the past, but most people were very cautious and respectful.

　　 Wu Mian rarely comes to the night scene~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The last time was when he was in London 6 years, 3 months and 22 days ago.

　　 It was a bit noisy here, but Wu Mian saw that Chu Zhixi was very interested and looked around, so he told her some strange things.

　　 Including a hotel two blocks away, it was once a haunted house, but was later suppressed by the Xiangjiang Dadi Master, and Wu Mian knew everything about it before becoming a treasured place of feng shui.

　　 Time passed quickly. At 12 o'clock in the morning, Chuang Jiaqi drove Wu Mian and Chu Zhixi to Hushan Road.

　　 There are vehicles parked at the intersections around, blocking the passing ordinary cars. They are also considered polite, some people go to vaguely explain the situation, give money to let the other party change their paths.

　　 "Mr. Wu, the mountain roads here are the narrowest, and a lot of things happen during normal driving every year." Chuang Jiaqi introduced.

　　 "Well, not counting your underground racing, there have been 231 car accidents here in the last ten years." Wu Mian said, "202 people died and 78 were injured. Among the injured, 23 were seriously injured and disabled."

　　 "……"

　　 Chuang Jiaqi looked at Wu Mian in surprise. He didn't know the data, how did he know it?

　　 "Your dad is doing the right thing, the son of a daughter, can't sit down. It's busy enough for you to attend the board of directors, so why bother to come here." Wu Mian said lightly.

　　Zhangjiaqi’s car parked in another hilly clearing, from a condescending bird's-eye view, a group of young people were caring together.

　　 The burst smell of burning hormones, even if it is far away, Wu Mian can vaguely smell it.

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