"It''s no use complaining. It''s also very good in the traditional Chinese medicine hospital now. It''s not very busy. For example, it''s too few to do six caesarean sections in a row on the 30th day of last year." Zhao zhe comforted.

    Wu Mian suddenly realized a problem, which he had never thought of before.

    "When is the acquisition? Is there any news?" asked Wu Mian.

    "Soon, it''s said that it''s being done. There will be news at the end of this month and the beginning of next month." Chen Lu replied.

    It seems that bajingzi is not a place where he can live at ease for a period of time. Wu Mian sighed.

    Although the restructuring of the county hospital has nothing to do with themselves, some people will eventually come to bajingzi traditional Chinese medicine hospital to see a doctor.

    At the thought of this, Wu Mian was a little sad.

    The two landlords of the old shop in Cuan Cuan packed up their things. Wu Mian ate and talked at the same table for more than an hour. After eating, more and more people ate, so they paid the bill and left with Zhao Zhe and Chen Lu.

    Put them on the bus. Wu Mian put his hands in the pockets of khaki windbreaker and said slowly, "I''ll take you to the place where you live."

    "Brother, brother Zhao looks a little old." Chu Zhixi habitually took Wu Mian''s arm, like a couple in love.

    "Beaten by the society, do you think bajingzi is a paradise?"

    "The work of tax mouth should be good."

    "Well, he went to taxation. When he was in the imperial capital, he met a college student who studied finance. According to his words, he could go to the bank to make a lot of money as long as he graduated. I''m really curious about how the child is now."

    "Cut, you''re still a child. You''re so old-fashioned about others." Chu Zhixi glanced, "which college student, I don''t remember."

    "On December 2, four years ago, we went to the emergency department for consultation. A junior student, 20 years old, male, complained to himself..."

    "Wow ~ ~ brother, you''re great!"

    I don''t know how many times this dialogue has been repeated over the years. Wu Mian may remember, but Chu Zhixi certainly doesn''t. She is used to Wu Mian''s super powerful memory and often sighs for it.

    "When can you remember better?" asked Wu Mian.

    "You have a good memory. I just need to ask if I have something to do. It''s easy." Chu Zhixi said with a smile, "I''m your eye and you''re my brain. Some people say I don''t have a brain. I''m not angry at all. Anyway, it''s you."

    “……”

    Wu Mian rented a two bedroom and one living room for Chu Zhixi, which is near his home. It''s not expensive to rent a house in bajingzi. The clean two bedrooms and one living room costs only 800 yuan a month. This price can''t even live in the basement in DIDU.

    Chu Zhixi and Chu Zhixi carried their few luggage upstairs. Wu Mian felt secure watching her change sheets and quilt covers. Even if a similar picture has appeared 435 times in the past eight years, he doesn''t feel how hard it is when this memory comes up.

    "I want to put some pots of meat here. The house is too vegetarian."

    After cleaning up, Chu Zhixi pointed to the windowsill of the bedroom and said.

    "I can only raise more meat. That thing is solid. Brother, remember to water me."

    When she looked back, Wu Mian was not behind her. Wu Mian''s voice came from the living room. It was speaking in English. It should be a phone call.

    Chu Zhixi crept to the door, tilted his head and looked like eavesdropping. The appearance was made to a special standard, but she didn''t know what Wu Mian said.

    It''s not that I failed in English. After all, I worked in Massachusetts General Hospital for more than 2 years. However, many of what Wu Mian said are professional terms. Chu Zhixi vaguely guessed that it should be a professional thing of viral immunology.

    She went out of the bedroom and saw Wu Mian''s head slightly tilted. She held the mobile phone with her ears and shoulders. Her right hand felt a box of cigarettes in her pocket. Her wrist shook slightly, and a cigarette jumped out.

    "No smoking!" Chu Zhixi quickly walked over and took the cigarette from Wu Mian''s mouth.

    "I''ll buy you an electronic cigarette. Marlboro''s will be here soon. Wait a minute." Chu Zhixi reached into his windbreaker pocket and took away the box of cigarettes that Wu Miangang had just put in.

    The operation hand is stable and accurate. Holding a pack of cigarettes is like searching for things.

    But Chu Zhixi''s hand just touched the cigarette box, and a finger gently tapped on the styloid process of her right radius.

    "Don''t make trouble, I have something to do," Wu Mian said.

    Chu Zhixi subconsciously releases his hand, pouts and sits on the sofa, holding his legs and watching Wu Mian call.

    After ten minutes, Wu Mian put down the phone.

    "Brother, who are you calling?"

    "Jones, the one from the Centers for Disease Control and prevention."

    "Emmm..." Chu Zhixi frowned and looked lovely at a loss.

    "Tall and thin, like a piece of paper."

    The character label was so typical that Chu Zhixi immediately remembered the man.

    "Brother, are you asking why Mr. Cheng''s business?"

    "HMM." Wu Mian nodded.

    "Any results?"

    Wu Mian''s expression was a little serious. Even black sunglasses turned out to be thousands of miles away.

    "Children, don''t ask."

    "Do you care."

    "We''re at home, nothing," Wu Mian said, but his expression was still serious.

    Chu Zhixi didn''t ask much. His brother said so. It''s useless to be coquettish and fierce.

    "I''ll go back if it''s all right." Wu Mian was relieved when he saw that Chu Zhixi had made arrangements, with nets, water and electricity.

    "Brother, when will you take me to see my mother?" Chu Zhixi asked with a smile.

    "What, my mother, think about how to do the operation." Wu Mian said, "the simulator will be delivered soon. I asked someone to arrange the instruments in the operating room, and the other room will be the practice room."

    "I see. You are very wordy."

    Chu Zhixi was obviously not very happy with Wu Mian''s arrangement. He stared at him fiercely and tried to express his dissatisfaction.

    "I''m gone. Don''t send it."

    Wu Mian turned to go out and listened to the footsteps coming down the stairs. Chu Zhixi sighed gently.

    My brother looks very normal and is still a genius admired by others, but Chu Zhixi knows how much pain he has suffered.

    In the past two years, Wu Mian has been in the United States and Europe. He has tried to contact all kinds of categories and disciplines, and has a good relationship with the world''s top experts.

    He even figured out how to induce some kind of body immune response with virus and lead to partial necrosis of abnormal discharge of cerebral cortex. Unfortunately, I still can''t make it in the end.

    Finally, in desperation, Wu Mian decided to solve the problem by surgery.

    Chu Zhixi knew that Wu Mian had the idea of dying if the operation failed. Before returning to bajingzi, I once said that if you become a vegetable, Chu Zhixi should pull out the ventilator.

    Will the operation fail?

    Chu Zhixi didn''t know. She ran to the window and saw that Khaki windbreaker was like a leaf, floating away gently.