Metropolitan Medical Master

Chapter 363: Nature is best

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After returning to the Shanghai stock market smoothly, Zhen Fei invited the ghost's mother out of the clay pot and said solemnly: "This aunt, my name is Zhen Fei. I am a doctor. What is the name of the aunt?"

Although the beauty seems to be about the same age as Zhen Fei, Zhen Fei still wears a respectful title, calling her aunt.

The beauty snorted, touched her cheek, and said, "Am I that old? Please don't call me aunt in the future. The past name has long been forgotten. I am a ghost. During World War II, after being attacked by an atomic bomb, It’s hard to die, and then there are ghosts. My son and I live in the Peace Park. Others are afraid of the plutonium radiation left by the atomic bomb, but it is a tonic energy for us, but my son does not grow taller. I will always be like a child, and my face has not changed for more than 70 years."

It turned out to be like this. Zhen Fei immediately understood that ghosts and ghosts belong to the mutation of the mage. They are all caused by the metal plutonium. According to the truth, they cannot survive the attack of the atomic bomb. The atomic bomb that erupted in Nagasaki changed the ghost who was originally a wizard, and an unexpected mutation occurred. This mutation does not seem to be perfect, and there are certain shortcomings.

But the ghost has been living for at least eight or ninety years, and she is opposed to even calling her aunt. It seems that she has a psychological problem. Otherwise, she would not care about a name. According to Zhen Fei’s age, she would call her "grandma." "All are more than enough. Moreover, it is also incredible that the ghost is bound for the sake of her son. Can she really put life and death out of control

After thinking for a while, Zhen Fei said: "Well, I will just call you ghost. That's it. Your son ghost directly participated in the persecution of some young Chinese people and killed a lot of people. I don't I plan to kill him, but he cannot be released if he is held in my space. If you want to leave, I can let you go."

"I won't leave my son. Our mother and son depend on each other. Even a mage cannot defeat the forces of nature in the end. I have seen too much life and death, even if it kills us, it is nothing great. Yes, I still remember that time, an atomic bomb killed 100,000 people. Later, many people died of various cancers. Now, the natural ecological environment of the earth has been completely destroyed, and many people died. Because of cancer, it was because of the two atomic bombs that broke out. With the two atomic bombs that were released on top of human heads, some major countries have successively released more atomic bombs for experiments. Over the years, there have been at least hundreds of them. The explosion of an atomic bomb is just no longer targeting humans, but the air, water, and rain we live in contain radiation. Don’t you think that there are so many people who have cancer over the years? This is human beings. Eat your own fruit."

"Your words are too alarmist. I don't believe this is the reason, but the current environment is indeed not as good as it used to be. Due to various pollutions, we need to survive. After all, the number of humans is increasing, and they are living every day. Consumes a lot of energy, it's not like this after nuclear radiation." Zhen Fei felt that the matter was too big to be easily asserted.

The ghost looked at Zhen Fei contemptuously, and said, "I hope you can do it yourself, I don't want to say anything to a fool like you."

In a blink of an eye, Zhen Fei turned into a silly bug, making Zhen Fei dumbfounded. He had to put the ghost in a clay pot and imprisoned him. There is such a kind of person in this world who voluntarily asks to go to jail. Will Mo and others feel surprised to hear it? They tried every means to get out of the prison, but they had no way out.

Zhen Fei walked out of the gate of the mansion and saw Qin Feng chatting with the young man Confucius. This Confucius regarded the mansion as a place to work, and he came to chat with Qin Feng every day. Even Zhen Fei knew each other, so Zhen Fei frowned and said, "Confucius, what are you doing? Isn't it depressed to come here every day?"

Confucius knew Zhen Fei and knew that it was Qin Feng’s father. He said aggrievedly: “Dad, I really like Qin Feng. I really don’t want to be separated from her. Have you insisted on not seeing Qin Feng for three autumns?"

Qin Feng next to him was not angry, and looked at Confucius with a grin, as if it were a lot of fun.

Zhen Fei said impatiently, "Hurry and stop, who is your father? I am Qin Feng's father, and it has nothing to do with you."

"Why is it okay? I married Qin Feng. Her relatives are my relatives, and her elders are my elders."

There was nothing to say to such a person. Zhen Fei quickly abandoned Confucius and said to Qin Feng, "Did you see the little white wolf coming back?"

"I came back long ago, sleeping in the villa, and told me not to disturb him." Qin Feng knew the whereabouts of the little white wolf.

"Oh, then I'll go see him." Zhen Fei said more inconveniently, ignoring that Confucius, and walked away.

Zhen Fei asked Little White Wolf to settle the accounts, and asked Little White Wolf why he left him in Nagasaki.

Seeing Zhen Fei's departure, Confucius said to Qin Feng aggrievedly: "Why don't you guys like me? I'm pretty good."

After a deep sigh, Qin Feng said, "You change your hairstyle. Don’t use this jet head. In addition, it’s better to wear formal clothes instead of casual clothes. Your casual clothes are not called casual clothes. It’s the same as the one picked up from the rubbish dump. Also, don’t take your shoulders when you walk. You have to stand up straight and look confident. Look at you now. You are almost like a thief. Who can like a person like you.”

Confucius sternly corrected: "First, my hairstyle is the most popular in the world today. It takes more than one thousand yuan to trim it. Second, my clothes are all handmade by famous Italian artists, not from the garbage dump. Good thing, third, my shoulder has been injured and I have never been able to straighten it up. I don’t look like a serious person, but I’m actually very, very upright.”

Qin Feng raised his right index finger and said, "I also say three points. First, no matter how popular your hairstyle is, it is too far from our appreciation level. Therefore, we will not accept your hairstyle. Second, your hairstyle. Whether the clothes are handmade or not, it is not a formal dress anyway, and I will not accept it. Third, if your body is not correct, I can accompany you to the rehabilitation center for treatment."

"Then let's go now." Confucius was overjoyed. He had long been expecting Qin Feng to leave the gate with him. However, if Qin Feng did not leave, Confucius would not leave.

Qin Fengneng took the initiative to accompany Confucius to the rehabilitation center. In any case, it was out of care for Confucius. For Confucius who has been pursuing Qin Feng for more than a year, this is a great gospel.

Confucius was conquered by Qin Feng tomorrow morning.

As early as when Qin Feng was a janitor at the Third Girls Hospital, Confucius was fascinated by her. Later, the Third Girls Hospital no longer needed security. There were two kylins at the door, which were used as magical instruments, and they kept the gate firmly. . Qin Feng came to Hao Ting. Unlike other people, she still likes to hold the door. The main reason is that there is always a Confucius with her. She does not delay in talking and chatting. She sits in the small house of the concierge, warm and comfortable. Drinking tea or drinking water in the toilet does not delay anything, and no one cares about snacks. Unlike Qin Ying and others, who were born to death and went through all kinds of hardships.

Qin Feng particularly liked the position of the concierge, and Confucius was an uninspiring person. As long as he had Qin Feng, he would not see any other women. And Confucius' family members only asked him not to go out to cause trouble, drag racing, gambling, or taking drugs to become Amitabha.

In this way, Confucius and Qin Feng are simply a match made in heaven. Both of them have no lofty ideals. They have the goal of saving mankind and live a very comfortable life. And there is also a pair of magical instruments Qilin at the gate of Hao Ting. There is no need to add a post. Qin Feng just likes this post, and others can only follow her.

After arriving at the rehabilitation center, Qin Feng found the doctor here in a familiar manner and secured Confucius a ward where he could receive treatment. The wards here are divided into two types, one is independent ward, which means that the facilities for patients’ physical condition are independent in nature, and the other is a common hall for some patients. There are many equipments in this hall for patients to choose. , Most of the equipment is public.

A situation like Confucius needs separate treatment, mainly to correct his injured scapula, so that he should not be one shoulder high and one shoulder low, nor one shoulder in front and one shoulder in the back.

Qin Feng paid for the treatment. Zhen Fei had spoken to Confucius today, and at least he didn't express any objections, which made Qin Feng relieved. Qin Feng doesn’t care who will love her, but Confucius is undoubtedly the kind of person who loves her the most. Qin Feng is not moved by being loved, but feels that Confucius doesn’t hate her. This is what, first, Confucius is A man must marry as long as he is a girl, and Confucius can also marry. Secondly, among men who pursue Qin Feng, Confucius is the most persistent and has never given up.

Qin Feng had never hated Confucius, and then had a slight like, and finally he was reluctant to leave. During this period, more than a year passed.

In Confucius's opinion, he has cultivated a righteous fruit and his merits have been fulfilled. In Qin Feng's opinion, it is a natural and natural feeling.

After Qin Feng arranged Confucius in the rehabilitation room, he said, "As long as you can get rid of these minor problems, I promise to marry you, how about?"

"Really? God, Goddess, Allah, God, God..." Confucius said happily, "Is this true? I will fight with my fate. Don't worry. A brand new me."

"It's not that serious. I'm just an ordinary woman. I just want to live my own little life, don't think about it so much, baby..." ()