The unlucky life of a medical student

It was already ten o'clock in the evening when the whole process of the epidemic prevention station was completed.

Zhong Wuchuan is in very good health, and all the indicators are fine. In addition, he is the victim in this matter, and the epidemic prevention station did not embarrass him. He was given a data sheet, filled it out, and then he could leave.

The strong man who was bitten was not so lucky. Not only was he looked down upon by the nurses, he was also invited into a small room by the doctor to chat.

Zhong Wuchuan handed the completed form to the nurse and dragged the box to leave. A young nurse suddenly ran out of the office, holding the information form that Zhong Wuchuan had just completed, and said, "Mr. Zhong, please leave another emergency contact Way. By the way, you have no travel plans in the short term, right?"

"Why do you ask this?"

"This... We are likely to notify you to come to the hospital for further medical examination..."

The young girl was a little ashamed to speak, and kept looking at the office where the strong man was.

Zhong Wuchuan understood.

"Is that guy sick? The kind that starts with the letter A?"

"Mr. Zhong...we have an obligation to protect the privacy of patients..."

The girl didn't say it clearly, but she didn't deny it either.

At this point, Zhong Wuchuan could only admit that he was unlucky, took the paper and pen, and wrote down the name and phone number of the senior Xiang Ming in the emergency contact: "He is my senior from the same school and my fellow countryman, or you If you can’t reach me by phone, you can find him.”

"Thank you!"

The girl sent Zhong Wuchuan out respectfully.

Zhong Wuchuan found a clean hotel next to the hospital and stayed overnight.

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……

Successive disturbances made Zhong Wuchuan toss and turn in bed, and he fell asleep in a daze until dawn. Fortunately, there were no Qiongqi and Supervisor Xu in his sleep.

When he woke up, it was already high in the sun, Zhong Wuchuan bought a [-]% new mobile phone in the alley behind the hotel through the waiter, and went to the business hall to replace a SIM card.

After the phone was turned on, more than a dozen notifications popped up in one breath. Zhong Wuchuan looked around, and most of them were sent by colleagues from Shanhai. The content was nothing more than "Xiao Zhong, why are you leaving?" If you're not sure, come back soon"... and other greetings, but Xu Guangcheng's murderous message left people confused.

—Why not kill him? ? ?

Did Lao Xu make a typo or did he send it to the wrong person?

Zhong Wuchuan was bewildered, and hurriedly typed: Old Xu, did you make a typo?

Two minutes later, Xu Guangcheng replied: He is trying to harm you.

Zhong Wuchuan suddenly realized that it was because of what happened yesterday.

Seeing that there were no customers in the wonton shop, he turned on the call function, and said to Xu Guangcheng in a low voice, "Old Xu, it's a civilized society now, it's not good to fight and kill, and he has already been punished."

("But he tried to force you.")

"Intent to commit a crime and attempt to commit a crime are two different things... well, it's over and he's been punished... please don't..."

("but--")

"Xu Guangcheng, I must tell you that in modern society, voyeurism is illegal."

Zhong Wuchuan's voice suddenly became severe.

Xu Guangcheng didn't expect to be reprimanded for his kindness and concern, so he had to tell him to be careful, and ended the chat in a hurry.

The rare deflation made the monsters in the small building dance wildly with excitement.

Zhu Yan, the white-haired monkey, was lying on the handrail of the stairs, and said in a vicious voice, "Old Xu, you will be trained to be speechless! No wonder you humans like to say... say... say..."

"Love makes people blind!" Golden Retriever chirped bitterly, "Qongqi has been with you for 1000 years, but you can't compare to a human who can't live a hundred years, tsk tsk!"

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't like this old Popsicle!"

Qiongqi hastily separated the relationship.

"Then why is there your primordial aura on the cutie's body?" the golden-haired jiao said sullenly.

Xu Guangcheng's complexion became darker when he heard this.

Seeing this, Qiongqi sneered and said, "Yes, I did something wrong, so what! Who told you to unilaterally cut off my spiritual connection with him, causing part of my soul to be sealed in his body?" Unable to return, and finally caused yesterday's situation! It's all your fault!"

"Yes, it's Lao Xu's fault!"

Bi Fang echoed and flapped his wings, bringing out a circle of flames.

Golden Retriever rolled on the ground and said, "Old Xu, I know you care about Xiaocuti, and I don't want Xiaocuti to be mentally harassed by Qiongqi every night, so I cut off his spiritual connection with Qiongqi! But now, There are Qiongqi soul fragments in the little cutie's body, this thing is more likely to trigger the darkest and most perverted side of human nature than Pandora's box!"

"Hehehe, originally he was infected with the physique of attracting aliens because of mixing with us, and now he has the ability to attract perverts, what will happen in the future! Yesterday he was just a sadist who likes men, and tomorrow he might be— —”

Zhu Yan laughed so hard that he almost fell down the stairs.

"Shut me all up!"

Xu Guangcheng let out a cold voice, which cut off the sarcastic remarks of the monsters.

Bi Fang asked tremblingly: "Boss, although their words are not pleasant, they are telling the truth. The little cutie has the smell of Shanhai Pet Center, and she is easy to be targeted by monsters who live in the city. I am not careful now. I got Qiongqi's Yuanshen fragment..."

"What do you say!"

Xu Guangcheng sneered and disappeared into space.

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After Zhong Wuchuan finished eating the wontons, he temporarily left his luggage at the hotel and came to the place where his senior, Xiang Ming, went to work.

Xiang Ming happened to be on vacation this afternoon, so after answering Zhong Wuchuan's call, he made an appointment with him in a fly restaurant near the hospital.

"You came to me suddenly, what's the matter?"

"I want you to look at my hand."

Hearing this, Xiang Ming was startled: "Has the situation worsened?"

"On the contrary," Zhong Wuchuan said, "I recently had a course of acupuncture and the condition of my fingers has improved a lot. I would like you to take a look at it for me."

"Really? Let me see."

Xiang Ming suddenly became interested, grabbed Zhong Wuchuan's hand and poked and massaged it, looked up and down, wishing to keep his eyes on his fingers.

Fortunately, everyone who goes in and out of the restaurant knows Dr. Xiang from the Department of Orthopedics, and knows that he is a well-behaved person. He has a girlfriend from the same hospital and plans to get married within this year.

After tossing about for about 10 minutes, Xiang Ming let go of Zhong Wuchuan's hand and said, "What's the name of the doctor who gave you the injection? How old is it? Which family is in charge of it? What school and school did you come from?"

"This one……"

Zhong Wuchuan couldn't speak, so he could only ask Xiang Ming: "Senior, you haven't answered my question yet? My hand..."

"Neural function has been basically restored. As long as you exercise hard, you will be able to recover soon." Xiang Ming said, "Of course, the specific recovery data will be given to you after the test."

"That's great!"

Zhong Wuchuan showed a happy expression.

Seeing this, Xiang Ming chased after the victory: "Xiao Zhong, tell me who cured your hand! I want to make an appointment with him on behalf of the director! The application of traditional Chinese acupuncture and moxibustion in the field of nerve repair is the direction of the director's research in recent years. !"

"This... I have to ask him first if he is willing... After all..."

Zhong Wuchuan showed a troubled expression.

Seeing this, Xiang Ming corrected himself and said, "I understand! I understand! Come, eat vegetables! Eat vegetables!"

Zhong Wuchuan smiled dryly, picking up a chopstick dish.

After eating two dishes, Xiang Ming began to pose as a big brother: "Xiao Zhong, how is your job search now? Do you need me to introduce you?"

"This... I don't want to be a doctor anymore..."

Zhong Wuchuan bowed his head.

Xiang Ming sighed and said, "I understand how you feel. It's normal that you don't want to continue to be a doctor after something like that happened. But after studying clinical medicine for so many years, you can't finally become a medical representative! The nursing home is recruiting doctors recently, the treatment is very good, and the recruitment conditions are basically in line with your situation..."

"Going to work in a nursing home?"

"Isn't it good? There are retired veteran cadres over there. There are guards coming in and out, and the nurses are all young and beautiful. The worst is a college degree. You are not too old. You have to seize the opportunity to abduct a wife."

Xiang Ming tried his best to sell the work of the nursing home as if he was selling insurance.

Zhong Wuchuan was indeed a little moved, and said, "Then I'll give it a try! I'm afraid that the requirements are high there, and my conditions will not meet it!"

"What can't be enough, you are my junior! Let the director write a recommendation letter for you later, and you will definitely be hired!"

Xiang Ming slapped Zhong Wuchuan on the back hard.

Zhong Wuchuan was almost choked by his shooting.

Xiang Ming quickly apologized, then patted his head, and said, "By the way, if you go to work in a nursing home, you will have to change to another house! The place you live now is too far from the north of the city, and the transportation expenses will not be worth it sooner or later!"

"There's no need to change rooms, I was kicked out by the landlord three days ago."

Zhong Wuchuan lowered his head, looking very lonely.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it," Xiang Ming scratched his head and said, "Where do you live now?"

"Stay in a hotel..."

"what!"

Xiang Ming got angry and said, "Hotels are so expensive! Move to my house! I just have a single room available over there!"

"How can this be..."

"Why are you being polite to me!" Xiang Ming grabbed Zhong Wuchuan's hand and said, "Don't forget, it's because of you that I—"

Xiang Ming mentioned this issue, Zhong Wuchuan didn't insist anymore, and he also left Xiang Ming's phone number at the epidemic prevention station before, so he went back to the hotel and checked out the room after dinner, dragged his luggage and left with Xiang Ming.

While loading the luggage into the taxi, Zhong Wuchuan saw a figure that looked like Xu Guangcheng flash past in the crowd.

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Alas, student Zhong will never even think about getting rid of the Shanhai Department in this life

A casual cultivator brings a large group of strange beasts: please give me advice for the rest of my life~