I really don't want to be a doctor

Chapter 93 I, the eunuch!
Asking for money

One bang, then decline.

Standing by the operating table, looking at the few people watching, Yu Wenxing didn't say anything about his desire for money.

just in case
If he becomes a billionaire in the future, this is a stain!
What will others say?
"Oh, that's right, it's that rich man Yu, who used to ask for 1 yuan from others."

"Yes, yes! I know, that rich man Yu is very stingy."

After all, Yu Wenxing's psychological age is only in his 30s, and he has not been polished by society for a long time in the hospital, so his skin is not that thick.

"What patient is today?"

Yu Wenxing asked in a muffled voice.

"Chronic Appendicitis,"

Li Xiaojun replied.

"Then you do it."

When he thought that he had been the chief knife for so long and didn't get a penny, Yu Wenxing became very angry.

"One-hole method?"

Li Xiaojun froze for a moment.

"You still have a hole!" The itinerant nurse immediately held back her mouth, "You don't even look at your pectoralis major."

Li Xiaojun looked at his flat upper body shyly, and blushed, "Is that normal?"

"Hey, Teacher Li, I want to ask you another question." After all, Yu Wenxing wanted to ask about money, but he had to turn the angle.
"what's up?"

Li Xiaojun was stunned.

"Is porridge expensive for you usually?"

Yu Wenxing tried to appear indifferent,
"It's not expensive. It costs one yuan a bowl. It's the one in front of the hospital."

Li Xiaojun is very honest.

What the hell, didn't you say that the operation fee is just porridge money?
Can you think about it? ?

In the past, Yu Wenxing didn't know what would happen if human beings lost their associations?
Now he knows!

"Porridge money, I said porridge money!"

"That's right, a bowl of porridge costs one yuan."

"Hey."

Yu Wenxing sighed,
Play the piano to the cow!

Sing to the dog!

Talk money to chickens!

Surgery is not difficult,
Li Xiaojun also knows enough about the situation in the abdominal cavity,

Although the operation speed is not as fast as that of Yu Wenxing, it is also much faster than before. After finishing one appendicitis, he went down to the 12th floor to eat a boxed lunch, and after finishing the remaining two appendicitis, everything went smoothly for Yu Wenxing. Not wanting to stay, he rushed home directly.

Open the QQ that has not been on for a long time, log in to the author's backstage, and when you see that the collection has returned to 0,
Yu Wenxing's heart was stabbed on the spot.

why? ?

Why don't robots collect my books anymore? ?

Yu Wenxing's heart that had just warmed up fell into the ice cellar again,

Opening the forum, Yu Wenxing posted a post.

"How long does it take to earn 1 yuan by writing novels?"

The reply came faster than expected:

Second floor: Writing novels can actually make money? ?Ask the landlord to bring it.

Third floor: Get out of the way upstairs, I'm diabetic, I'm urinating to wake up the host?

Fourth floor: Don't go to the third floor, the host must want to drink sugar water, let me come, I have prostatic hyperplasia.

Fifth floor: If I can earn 1 yuan by writing novels, I will agree to eat shit.

The sixth floor: the fifth floor is cheating on eating and drinking;

Seventh floor: I think the sixth floor is right;
Eighth Floor: I think Eighth Floor is right.
The building is crooked.
Yu Wenxing was speechless, turned off the forum, and began to think about writing novels.

Although the forum is full of bullshit,

but,
so many replies,

It also shows one thing,
That is, writing novels really doesn’t make money.

we can even say,
Writing novels is a dead end,
Didn't you see that the buddies on the floor below are almost crazy?

Reluctantly looking at the editor named [Brother Da Pao] on QQ, Yu Wenxing sent a message.

"Hi, editor. I'm the author of "Fighting Qi Transforming Horses." Spring Breeze Ten Miles Is It Better to Hear You, I want to ask, can I still write this book?"

After sending it, Yu Wenxing was also prepared not to reply.

after all,

It is said on the forum that those editors are aloof.

result,

The reply came faster than he expected.

"Drip drip."

Looking at the dancing colorful headshots, Yu Wenxing was a little moved.

Message back in seconds!
At least it reflects the editor's attention.

"It seems that the editor hasn't given up on me yet, I must work hard!"

After cheering himself up, Yu Wenxing clicked to answer.

"Dear author, hello, I'm Brother Da Pao, the editor. I have read your book. The writing is beautiful, the words are precise, and the rhythm is not procrastinated. As long as you update it carefully, you will look like a master."

Yu Wenxing looked at it with enthusiasm,
Although this passage looks like it was copied and pasted,
But the words,
After all, it comes from the editor's QQ,

A word of good words warms the winter three times, and a bad word hurts others in the cold of June;

This is a good word,

And it's a golden word!

A hot current surged into my heart, and Yu Wenxing almost burst into tears.

Blinking his eyes a few times to wipe away the tears in his eyes, Yu Wenxing tremblingly put his hands on the keyboard, ready to reply a message to the editor.

but,

What message?
Yu Wenxing was a little confused.

If it is back: Thank you for the editor,

This seems to be a bit too formative.

If it is back: the scholar dies for his confidant!I'm the editor of Big Taxi!

But the pronunciation of the word "shi" is similar to that of "shit", so it would not be beautiful if the editor misunderstood it.

How about replying:
Beside the broken bridge outside the station, loneliness leaves no owner.It is already dusk to worry alone, and it is more windy and rainy.Unintentionally struggling for spring, one term of Qunfang jealous.Scattered into mud and dust, only the fragrance remains the same.

That's a good sentence.

Yu Wenxing thought to himself,
This verse not only reflects that this book is the book that Qunfang is jealous of, but also expresses that even if the book is really not well written, it will still be as fragrant as before.Can greatly reflect their own value.

and,

Coming up with such a pertinent verse in such a short period of time can also greatly reflect one's cultural accomplishment.

Three birds with one stone.

Yu Wenxing had already begun to fantasize about the admiration the other party felt when he saw this poem. After that, he must continue to forge ahead, and various recommendations came as scheduled.

this book,

The fire can be expected! !
Feeling even hotter, Yu Wenxing tapped the keyboard with his index finger, and almost immediately, the poem fell into the reply box.

Just about to press Enter,
A message came over suddenly.

Yu Wenxing was overjoyed,
I'm afraid it wasn't the inspiration that came so fast, so I took a quick look,
"Sorry, I didn't see clearly that it was you who sent the message. Your book is poorly written, eunuch."

???

???

The cold Chinese characters made Yu Wenxing almost spit out his old blood on the computer,
what?
Eunuch?

I am special! !

Is it so real?
Did you say that the only fragrance remains the same?
What about good culture?

Quickly deleted the poem I just wrote, and immediately sent one: Editor, don't give up on me.

dialog box,

A paragraph of gray words appeared,

"The other party has turned on friend verification. You are not his (her) friend yet. Please send a friend verification request. Only after the other party passes the verification can you chat."

!!!

!!!

Yu Wenxing finally understood,

With tears in his eyes, he logged into the writer's background and updated Chapter 11: I, the eunuch!
(End of this chapter)