1954 Don’t drink too much(2/2)
Tang Mingyue did not get too entangled in the price, but asked about the goals of the plan.
Dean Wang nodded and took out a folder from the side.
Inside were two pieces of information, handed to Tang Mingyue.
"These two people are from France and Italy respectively."
Then Dean Wang explained the situation of the two of them.
Although these two people are from different countries, their attitude toward Chinese medicine changed the most during their treatment in this hospital.
At the same time, one of them comes from a romantic city, the other likes romance, and they live together. After there is no threat to their lives, what they talk about most is women.
This tells how many mistresses there are in the house, including countesses.
The one who talked about how many romantic encounters there were in Rome, the noble lady Cinderella.
The two spoke in half-baked English, and every day the ward smelled like a second-in-command.
The report clearly stated the conditions of the two people, and also included the judgment given by the hospital.
The two of them are typical examples of excessive sexual indulgence, and their bodies can no longer support them in continuing to ‘create’.
"I think it's okay. These two people are of high status and have access to the upper class society."
Tang Mingyue felt there was no problem.
After Han Xuanfeng read it, he asked, "Is there a backup plan?"
Dean Wang shook his head after hearing this, "Not yet."
"These two are still a bit unsafe, so we have to be prepared."
Dean Wang thought for a moment, then nodded, "This is an oversight. Then I will make arrangements and see who is suitable."
Outside the hospital ward.
Lao Zhuanzi shuttled through the ward according to his usual pattern, followed by three people.
Two doctors and a translator.
Two of the young doctors were wearing white coats and holding two leaf-shaped badges on their chests, representing their status as second-level Chinese medicine doctors.
When the traditional Chinese medicine system began to be implemented, some measures began to be improved.
Just like the representative of this identity.
This has never happened before in benchwork or other fields.
But these old guys just come up with tricks.
Although it is not very thoughtful, it is accepted by most Chinese medicine practitioners.
Of course, the advantage of this is that it makes it easier for foreigners to distinguish.
After all, Chinese medicine does not become more powerful the older you get.
There is talent, regardless of age.
Usually, there are many old guys who look like they have a "fairy spirit", but in fact their skills are mediocre.
For this kind of badge, levels one to three are represented by the number of leaves, while level four is a lotus.
Levels 5, 6, and 7 add small leaves under the lotus, and level 8 has two lotuses, also called lily!
Now in this hospital, there are no more than two hands of Dalmatia lily.
Lao Ganzi walked to the door of the ward and saw the guards patrolling in the corridor, and made a gesture.
The guard came over when he saw a few people.
"What about those two guys? Are they still in the house?"
The old man raised his head and motioned to the ward not far away.
"Here, there he is!"
"These two guys, it's time to put on a pair of pants."
"That, spicy shredded chicken. I look like I can't wake up all day long, but at night I feel very energetic!"
"And that one who is not good enough, looks at our lesbians and smiles, and stares at her. It's not a good thing at first glance!"
The guard said this and involuntarily tightened the Type 63 in his hand. He also tightened the bayonet as if he wanted to poke a few holes.
However, he also knows that it is not easy to mess around in such situations, and he can only do his job well.
“I really don’t know how such a person can become a leader!”
The patrolling guard spoke, having a general understanding of the identities of the two people, and that was why there was a bit of disdain on his face.
Guys like this spend all day doing nothing but eating, sleeping, or talking about women together.
With a country like this, no wonder it was swept away!
At first glance, it looks like an extremely evil exploitative society.
Lao Gangzi didn't care about the guard's contempt for the two, or he had the same attitude, but now he was more concerned about the other person's wallet.
“It’s good that people are here!”
The old man said, taking the lead and walking forward.
in the house.
Malachi was leaning on the bed, with dark circles under his eyes, and a newspaper in front of him.
This was brought by his colleague. Of course, the news was delayed, but it also made him enjoy reading it.
"Hey, Mr. Malarkey, you still work so hard. If Mrs. Kallis knows about it, she will definitely feel distressed!"
Caris is a French noblewoman that Malachi met in the hospital. Perhaps she met a fellow villager in a foreign country, and she suspected that they were both people who came out of hell. During their stay in the hospital, the two hit it off and they seemed to be right.
Eye-catching.
Lucius was sure that if these two people went out, they would be a couple.
But he is not bad either. A young woman from the United States is also very fond of him. As long as she works hard, they will become wonderful travel companions.
Listening to the mean voice coming from the side, Malachi said without raising his head, "Oh, dear Mr. Lucius, are you envious of me?"
"You envy me for being handsome, rich, and humorous, right?"
After Malachi finished speaking, Lucius immediately rolled his eyes, and then straightened the collar of his clothes, "Yes, yes, I just envy your shamelessness, and you look really worthy of your last name. In addition, I also envy you for getting something for nothing."
You can inherit a rich family fortune!"
"Unlike me, everything is achieved through hard work!"
Malachi finally put down the newspaper, "Yes, hard work in bed! What an enviable body."
"Haha, you can't envy this!"
Lucius said quite proudly.
"I hope you are the same as before, otherwise those noble ladies will find new loves!"
Malachi's words made his face fall.
My body knows very well that this young meal will not last long.
Chapter completed!