I really don't want to be a disaster

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There is no other reason. This female doctor is quite beautiful, which made the security guards not dare to look directly into Dr. Zhang's cold eyes.

Doctor Zhang?

By the way, he vaguely remembered that there was indeed such a doctor in the cardiology department on this floor.

It is said that he is still unmarried and single, if he can be 20 years younger... ahem.

"No, I'm back to work overtime."

"Working overtime? Are you very busy? I also read the news today, saying that two young children died suddenly in the past two days, both around 20 years old, and the news said that the cause of death was heart disease—tsk tsk, young people nowadays Humans don’t know how to combine work and rest, so they run outside all day..."

"Ha ha."

Doctor Zhang smiled, as if he didn't want to get entangled in this topic.

"By the way, Dr. Zhang, I see your walking posture, you probably hurt your foot, right?"

Doctor Zhang's expression suddenly became a little strange upon hearing this.

But just shook his head: "I'm not used to wearing high heels."

The middle-aged security guard immediately shut up when he saw Doctor Zhang's expression.

--ask for contempt.

He quickly waved his hand: "Doctor Zhang, then I will continue to patrol, and this will not hinder you!"

The security guard quickly accompanied him with a smile, and left from the enchanting Doctor Zhang.

Doctor Zhang hummed lightly, without turning his head, he walked towards the ward.

The middle-aged security guard couldn't help but glance back.

That little butt is really... ahem, don't look at evil, don't look at evil.

Fearing that the beauty would find him peeping, the middle-aged security guard hurriedly turned his head and continued patrolling, not daring to look too long, so he picked up the flashlight again.

Generally speaking.

Patrols are just going through the motions.

Or deal with some disputes that are inconvenient for the doctor on duty.

after all……

The conflict between doctors and patients is really difficult to describe.

Otherwise, who would hire an old man like him to be a security guard?

The middle-aged security guard yawned, and the surrounding temperature seemed to be slightly warmer.

Sure enough, it was the damn window, and the cool wind was blowing, scaring me to death.

"Well, I heard that the incidence of heart disease among young people has increased. The news just said that our hospital should do some statistics and make a copy, and we should encourage citizens to eat a reasonable diet and rest reasonably—"

"It's not easy to be a doctor these days. Not only do you have to be able to see a doctor, but you also have to be able to write a copy, you have to be able to stay up late, and you have to be good at physical skills. The level of physical strength and swimming skills should not be too low... Tsk tsk."

"correct--"

The middle-aged security guard suddenly remembered something.

Just this morning.

The news in the city seems to have published a memorial article.

It is said that a female doctor from a certain hospital in this city also died suddenly at home due to a heart attack, and she also appealed to the citizens of the city to forward it.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged security guard turned on his mobile phone to review the news that he hadn't read carefully in the morning.

"Eh? It's actually a doctor in our unit?"

"Yo ho! Female? Only 26 years old? Unmarried! Oh, how pitiful!"

"I heard that the body is still in the freezer in the morgue..."

"Ok?"

suddenly.

The middle-aged security guard somehow felt that the doctor who died of a heart attack looked familiar.

As we all know, there is always a big gap between looks and photos.

The middle-aged security guard rubbed his eyes.

Look at the names of the dead under the news.

"Zhang... Zhang... Zhang..."

In an instant, the middle-aged security guard turned pale.

Snapped.

The phone fell to the ground and rang loudly.

"Oh? So it was 'me'?"

A voice suddenly sounded behind the cold middle-aged security guard.

Whispering.

close to the ear.

The fragrance is tangy.

……

Qingcheng.

overcast.

Yi Lin browsed the "Apostle Forum" silently.

[Senior masters, my brain is numb, and I have doubts about the strengthening route of the agility side, and I don't know how to improve it? 】

[Now that I think about it, I was so lucky in the last trial! 】

[The heartwarming story of me and a certain female apostle falling in love and killing each other in a trial is being serialized! 】

[You have lived a long life!My majestic power-side strongman actually added more spiritual attributes than strength in the last trial! 】

[Mengxin asks, what level is it to get an A evaluation for two consecutive trials? 】

……

Then the following are all water-posted replies——

[Landlord, cut off eternal rule! 】

[Manually funny! 】

[The dog's head saves his life! 】

[The tiger's body shook, and he left in three points! 】

【Life is really lonely like snow——】

[Watering is an attitude. 】

"..."

Yi Lin browsed around briefly, but didn't seem to find anything particularly interesting, so she silently closed the forum.

A post full of bragging...

Accounted for ninety percent.

But it is also understandable.

Compared to a certain time period in the future, the current circle of apostles belongs to the "easy period".

- very normal.

not far away.

Pan Zhengyi was expressionless, with a hint of sternness.

suddenly.

Pan Zhengyi raised his palm.

An invisible aura slowly emanated from him.

"Apostle panel!"

Irene: "..."

A few seconds later, Pan Zhengyi changed his posture.

"Come again, apostle panel!"

Irene: "..."

"Damn it—the apostle's board!"

Irene: "..."

Pan Zhengyi tried eighteen more postures.

Finally put down the sore arms.

Then Teng Teng Teng ran in front of Yi Lin, spreading his palms.

"Give me a bottle of 'Forget Love Water'!"

"It's called a happy drink." Yi Lin corrected.

"It doesn't matter, I want to drink."

Yi Lin reluctantly took out the "Happy Drink" from the storage space and threw it to Pan Zhengyi.

Pan Zhengyi raised his head and took a big gulp.

Then he sang happily.

"Happy breakup~ I wish you happiness~ You can find a better one~"

While singing loudly, Pan Zhengyi drifted away.

boom.

Then he shut himself in the door and locked it.

Yi Lin sighed lightly: "Another crazy one."

……

Pan Zhengyi's strange reaction can be traced back to the time Yi Lin and Pan Zhengyi had just returned from their trip to Gotham City, where the folk customs are simple and honest.

That day.

Yi Lin looked at the painful "50000 chaos value" demand, and when she exited the module space speechlessly.

Pan Zhengyi frowned and ran over.

Yi Lin spent 5 seconds carefully distinguishing Pan Zhengyi's demeanor and movements, and quickly came to a conclusion.

"Pan Xiaozheng?"

Well, the relatively normal Pan Zhengyi.

"It's not important!" Pan Xiaozheng's expression seemed a bit indescribable: "During the trial, what happened?"

Yi Lin couldn't help being slightly startled when she heard this, "Ask me what happened to you?"

Pan Xiaozheng hesitated for a moment, but still told his story.

pity--

no wine.

Yi Lin finished listening.