Let You Walk Around The World, Not Let You Catch People And Pluck Wool

Resplendent bath center.

In a private box.

Boss Bi rubbed his eyebrows with a headache, looking at the expensive watch on his wrist from time to time.

"Is the person here yet?"

General Zaku, who was sitting opposite, nodded slightly, and persuaded with a smile

"Boss Bi, don't worry. It's hard to find a doctor now. The buyers are pressing so hard. You can't get enough supplies in Longguo. You don't have that long to find a reliable doctor."

"However, I heard that these people introduced by others are relatively well-known in the industry and have superb skills."

Guza kept bragging about the black doctors who would come soon.

As for whether the technology is really superb.

To be honest, he didn't know either.

But not only the hostages were lost in the village, but the doctor was also lost.

If the hostages cannot be found, the doctor must make arrangements for Boss Bi, otherwise, the other villages where the hostages were placed will not be able to start work for a long time.

In their line of business, what they pay attention to is word-of-mouth and freshness.

no way.

The volume is too strong.

Karma's waist can be curled, which is something Gu Zha never imagined when he stepped into this industry.

"Well, I will trust you one last time. Also, don't mention the word "professional" to me again, and quickly deal with the waist surgery. I have to free up my hands to rectify the domestic labor channels."

"yes."

General Guza nodded with a smile, picked up the teacup, and poured tea for Boss Bi.

In the antique box, the two sipped tea carefully, waiting for the appointment doctor to come.

Not long.

A tall female receptionist in a cheongsam pushed open the door and whispered

"Dear guest, the person you were waiting for has arrived."

"Let me in."

Gu Zha hurriedly welcomed him in.

subsequently.

Brother Meng walked in one after another, nodded at the two of them carelessly, and sat down on the stool.

After driving all night, he stole another family's clothes, and everyone wore nondescript clothes.

Black suit with floral shorts...

Big leather shoes with bat shirt...

The most outrageous thing is San'er, who has no pants at all and wears a pair of woolen pantyhose.

Stepping on a pair of flip-flops.

It can be said that the attraction is directly full.

Boss Bi glanced at a few people, just one glance, and felt as if he was blind, and almost had a cerebral hemorrhage on the spot.

He assumed the familiar posture again, tilted his neck, and squinted at General Guza.

What about professionalism?

Are you sure these people in front of you are doctors?

Didn't he come out of a mental hospital?

Or engage in performance art?

"Hehe, those who are capable of working as a black doctor are naturally few in normal spirit."

Gu Zha smoothed things over in embarrassment, and looked at Brother Meng.

"People recommended you to me. I heard that you have practiced medicine for generations? Can you tell us something about it?"

"Ok."

How to deal with it, Brother Meng and the others corrected their lines halfway.

Just one purpose.

Why can't understand how to say.

Among the people present, there is no one who understands medical skills.

Naturally pick those obscure words to speak.

"I once graduated from Garrett College and studied bio-human technology. Since my ancestors, I have been a famous doctor who can help the world."

The rest of them lowered their heads, pinched their thighs tightly with their fingers, and said nothing, for fear of laughing out loud.

professional!

Must hold back!

And Brother Meng is also eloquent, and he performed very well on the spot.

After listening, Boss Bi and General Zaku were stunned for a while.

"My family tree is very clear, Hua Tuo, have you heard of it?"

"Well, I heard."

The two nodded in unison.

Who hasn't heard of Hua Tuo?

Good guy, is it possible that he is really a descendant of Hua Tuo?

"Have you ever heard of bone scraping to heal wounds? Back then, my ancestor was... the one who served the dishes next to him."

"In a word, in order to study the structure of the human body, and for the benefit of all mankind, that's why... I am willing to come to the waist. Let me tell you, the structure of the human body is very special. Really... the brain is only developed, and the kidney is the same , theoretically speaking, the strength of a person's waist can intuitively affect their lifespan."

"Look, so you can't overhear."

"According to my research, the older you are straight, the longer you will live... You can still become straight at 100 years old, at least you can live to 120, if you can still live at 120..."

The entire box was silent.

Only the voice of Brother Meng talking freely.

Boss Bi frowned and stared at the others. It was absolutely impossible to say that he had no doubts in his heart.

What are you talking about.

120 can still hold up?

what.

Beef is fine?

"Doctor Meng, right? Wait a minute, although I'd like to believe it, but what you said is too mysterious. So, your ancestors weren't doctors? There are people who practiced medicine at home."

Boss Bi interrupted the other party roughly, took out his mobile phone and placed it on the table.

Squinting, staring at a few people, said word by word

"Call me in front of me. If possible, how about preparing for the first operation at night?"

As soon as the words came out.

San'er and the others raised their heads one after another, with worried expressions on their faces.

"it is good."

At this point, Brother Meng took the phone and called the second uncle at home.

The phone connects.

A mid-spirited voice came over.

"Hey, Second Uncle, I'm Meng Zi."

"Cao Nima, call whenever you want, you are busy with surgery, hang up!"

Before Brother Meng could finish speaking, the second uncle on the opposite side hung up the phone cursing.

"Hehe, an important operation is being performed for someone. Our old man has such a temper. Whether it will work or not can be seen after an operation?"

"Too……"

Boss Bi didn't say anything more. With a big wave of his hand, the beautiful reception at the door led them into the direction of the bathing pool.

...

at the same time.

The distant outskirts of Hedu.

In front of a pigsty.

The second uncle held a knife in one hand, bared his teeth and shouted at the people nearby

"Made, you've been fanning pigs all your life, but you can't fix this pig? Hold this pig down for me, spread your legs apart... Hurry up."

...

bath center.

Inside the locker room.

The head of the department hurried in, dragged Su Mo who had just changed his clothes, and ran out.

"Let me tell you, there are a few people who need a massage in a while, but they are the distinguished guests of General Zaku. You should work hard."

"Emperor oil is selling, understand?"

"A bottle rewards 500, now!"

"No, shit, we are new here, and we haven't been pressed by anyone..."

Before Su Mo could finish speaking, the department head hurried away with the walkie-talkie.

"Brother, what's the matter?"

Fatty shook the fat on his belly, raised his eyebrows, and said in a bad mood

"How do you press it? Just apply oil?"

"You should just knead the dough, go, come in with me."

The corner of Su Mo's mouth twitched, and he walked towards the box bravely.

In any case, before 24:00 today, we must keep this job.

Otherwise, he would be close to death, and who knew what would happen.

Feeling anxious, the two walked to the door of the box.

"Boom boom boom!"

He reached out and knocked on the door.

"Haha, come in, come in, big long legs are here, Brother Meng, you are talking about special clothes!"

An excited voice soon spread.

open the door.

Surprised.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, and they all froze in place.

"Peng!"

Su Mo grinned, locked the door behind his back, raised his eyebrows at Brother Meng, whose smile stopped abruptly, and said a little excitedly

"It's really fate."

"Come on, fat man, first give Brother Meng 100 bottles of imperial oil."

"If I don't wipe your bald skin today, my last name is Su..."