Sleepless Doctor

Lin Daoshi drank the porridge with regret.

The porridge is not as good as the one made on the mountain, it is a bit thin, and the small pickles that don't cost money obviously have a lot of salt. Lin Daoshi knows that one is afraid of being bad, and the other is that this thing doesn't require money. If it is not salty enough, it will be eaten up soon.

I am used to enjoying the blessings on Laoya Mountain, and Lin Taoist is particularly unaccustomed to it after going down the mountain.

This is nothing. What Lin Daoshi regrets most is that he didn't see the acupuncture technique performed by the little uncle.

However, Wu Mian ate very fragrantly. He watched gracefully, but a tray of steamed buns was eaten clean in less than a minute.

"Little Master, you are really fast at eating." Lin Taoshi didn't finish eating two steamed buns, he said quickly when he saw that the cage in front of Wu Mian was clean.

"Don't worry, you eat slowly. I'm sick. When I was hospitalized," Wu Mian said, "In the beginning, when I was hospitalized, I was eating slowly, but later I found that it was not working. After sitting down for two minutes, the patient The family members came to look for it. After dealing with one patient, they wash their hands, come back and sit down, and then the next patient comes to look for it again. Basically, I wash my hands after a meal and I feel full after smelling the hand sanitizer."

"Hahaha." Lin Daoshi thought of his internship experience at the Medical University, feeling sad. It's just that those memories that could not bear to look back have been blurred, and Lin Daoshi was quite fortunate that he did not engage in medical treatment.

Advising people to study medicine, the sky thunders and strikes, and it is really like this, Lin Taoist thought of it as he chewed slowly.

[I used to cross the mountains and the sea...]

Wu Mian's cell phone rang, and Lin Taoshi glanced at it, and saw that the face of the little uncle showed a rare complicated expression.

Four points of contempt, three points of disgust, two points of anger, and even one point of wanting to escape.

Who is this? Isn't it the little lover of the little uncle who called? Lin Daoshi thought of some not.

Otherwise, with the identity and status of the little uncle, no one would make his expression so colorful.

Sure enough, Wu Mian hesitated for at least 20 seconds before finally answering the phone.

Lin Daoshi bowed his head and drank the porridge, his ears turned into antennae, did he move a bit like rabbit ears?

After a few seconds, Lin Daoshi was a little dazed.

The little uncle's English is fluent, and he can't understand it. This is all expected. However, when Xiao Shishu speaks with Owen, he occasionally speaks English, and his intonation is smooth and smooth.

As for now, Lin Daoshi vaguely heard a curry smell.

"NO!NO!!NO!!!" Wu Mian refused in a series, and hung up the phone without hesitation.

With a mouthful of tofu nao left, Wu Mian picked up the bowl and wanted to drink it, but hesitated for a while and put the bowl down again.

He took out a cigarette, lit it without hesitation, and did not say hello to Lin Taoshi, hid in a corner and smoked it for himself.

Lin Daoshi felt that his eyes were a little flowery, as if he had made a mistake. Just now, he actually saw the hand of the little uncle...shaking!

It's impossible, it's impossible.

Lin Daoshi's understanding of Wu Mian began with his father. In his mouth, the little uncle was a young genius. In the future, he will inevitably spread his wings and soar beyond the sky.

When the little uncle returned to China this time and returned to Bajingzi Township, Tao Shi Lin had a deeper understanding of Wu Mian. In addition to genius, he has many labels, one of which is tough.

How about human traffickers?

How about Wang Qingshan?

How about the Mayo professor?

It's not being taken away by the slap of the little uncle.

But just now, Tao Shi Lin understood fear from Wu Mian's expressions and actions.

The little uncle who is not afraid of the sky and the earth is really afraid of people!

It must be an affair! Xiao Shishu, a scumbag, was afraid that he would inform Xiao Shiniang after he heard it, and then ran aside.

"Boss, scan the code." Lin Daoshi smiled and took out his mobile phone, scanned the code to pay, wandering around with the expression of the old Yanshan Lin Xianchang even using his mobile phone, and walked to Wu Mian's side.

"Little Master, who is it?" Lin Daoshi asked with a smile.

"It's up to you." Wu Mian had a bad temper, and took a cigarette viciously.

The fireworks made a slight noise, and Lin Daoshi's ears sounded like Lun.

I guessed right this time! Lin Daoshi understood in his heart. Man, all men understand this.

"Little Master, as long as it is a man, it will make mistakes, it's okay." Lin Daoshi said with relief.

Wu Mian was startled, half of his cigarette **** in his hand almost missed Lin Daoshi's face.

"Say something special!" Wu Mian rarely exploded in a swear word.

"I've seen it all, you were scared just now." Lin Taoshi smiled, "Little Sister is not there again, what are you afraid of. I'm definitely not telling the little Sister, don't worry."

"Don't be nonsense," Wu Mian said, "It's one of the top secret infectious disease research institutes of the U.S. Army in Fort Detrick..."

Wu Mian hesitated for a few seconds before saying, "Patient."

"Patient? Male female?"

"Man, what do you think!" Wu Mian raised his foot to kick Taoist Lin.

"Then how do I think you are afraid of him? Lost the fight?"

"I've never lost a fight." Wu Mian took a hard cigarette and closed his eyes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ seems to want to forget some unpleasant past.

But fortunately, memory became a heavy burden at this time, and Wu Mian couldn't breathe under pressure.

"Little Uncle, what's the matter? Share it." Lin Daoshi asked sternly.

"Do you really want to hear?"

"Um."

"Don't regret it?" Wu Mian asked sternly.

"..." Lin Daoshi was taken aback. Could it be that any secrets were involved?

"That's it. I taught in Massachusetts 3 years ago." Wu Mian couldn't forget about it anyway. Lin Taoshi wanted to hear it, so he said it. "One day I received an email saying that it was from Fort Detrick. An Indian research assistant in the U.S. Army’s Top Secret Infectious Disease Research is ill and needs a consultation."

Lin Daoshi was a little disappointed, and it was especially for seeing a doctor.

It's not entertaining at all.

"You know, I can't get in Fort Detrick."

"why?"

"Because they can't let the Chinese people know what they are studying." Wu Mian said, "but the Indians can."

Lin Daoshi nodded, pretending to understand.

"An Indian researcher has bleeding spots and bruises scattered all over his body." Wu Mian continued, "At first they thought it was an infectious virus that accidentally spread and caused diseases, such as cholera and plague."

"I'm going!" Lin Daoshi understood what Wu Mian said just now. What is the study of Fort Detrick of Dog Day? !

"They screened all severe infectious diseases and found that they weren't. So they examined the patients in all aspects and consulted the researcher in several large hospitals."

"They are afraid of an unknown virus derived from it." Wu Mian said.

"and after?"

Wu Mian raised his head, his deep eyes seemed to be a vast universe, and he glanced at Lin Daoshi.