Chapter 1687 Mental Illness (The Leader Pig Calls Elephant Plus 4)

Zheng Ren and Dean Wang, who was mourning for his concubine, left the ward.

Dean Wang lost his soul, like a walking corpse, his eyelids drooping down.

Zheng Ren ignored him. After going downstairs and smoking a cigarette, Feng Xuhui drove to the hospital.

In fact, he really wondered what the brain circuits of this group of people who had no one in their hearts were like.

This is also Liu Xuzhi's counseling. If you want to change someone just a little bit, it will be an endless situation.

Real-name report, the little tricks in the hospital can still withstand the inspection?

It is true that people die for wealth, and birds die for food. It's just that this bite is too small.

Since you are looking for death, then go to die, it is better to die completely.

Zheng Ren got in the car, rushed to the provincial capital, and flew back to the imperial capital.

Although "only" more than 900 kilometers, but after tossing back, it is time to get off work.

The people from Xie Yi drove to pick up Zheng Ren, saying that they found a delicious big plate chicken nearby, and they won't cook tonight.

Zheng Ren is not very interested in what to eat, whether it is hot pot or rice or big plate chicken, it is the same for him.

It's just to make ends meet. If he doesn't want to be hungry if he doesn't eat, Zheng Ren will definitely choose to refuse to eat.

I told Xiao Yiren that he had been running all the way, and that in the May snow, Liu Xuzhi was bullied, but in the end he was despised by Su Yun.

Su Yun didn't even think about it, and immediately said several better solutions.

Pretending to be slapped in the face is a bright spot, and it does look more dazzling than Zheng Ren's approach.

But Zheng Ren didn't have time to waste time in Xilin Town. As for Lao Liu, he fought back for it by himself.

If you don't live up to your expectations, you can't always give him a head start in everything. They are all adults, and they can't do this well, and they will have more troubles in the future.

Zheng Ren thinks that what he has done is already in place, and he doesn't want to participate too much.

Feng Xuhui's car was parked at the airport, and he followed the Volvo XC60 all the way to the place to eat in the evening.

Liu Zewei went to occupy a seat long ago, like an honest roommate who used to be sent to occupy a seat in the study room on the university campus.

However, he didn't seem to take up the seat without getting off work, but waited for Zheng Ren to get off the plane, and estimated the time before starting to ask for numbers and line up.

A few minutes before Zheng Ren and the others arrived, they just had a seat in line. The proprietress was cleaning up the guests' things at the previous table, and everything was just right.

"Why do you like to eat such greasy food." Su Yun sat down and began to nag, "Madam, do you have Wusu?"

"No." The proprietress's temper was obviously not good, and she roared directly without looking at Su Yun.

Su Yun also knew that when eating at a food stall, he would yell at everything he said, so he didn't care.

"Dapan chicken is so delicious." Xie Yiren held Zheng Ren's hand and looked at the person in the seat next to him who was eating happily, and he couldn't help swallowing.

"Yiren, have you eaten enough of the delicacies of the mountains and seas?" Su Yun asked contemptuously.

"Each has its own advantages." The Shei people tried to divert their attention from other tables, otherwise it would be rude to stare at others all the time.

"It's just a plate of chicken, and it's still expensive." Su Yun was disdainful.

"It can't be said that, a plate of large plate chicken means a whole free-range Shawan Sanhuang chicken, about a pound of Boltonggu potato pieces, Anjihai spicy skin, green onion sliced ​​green pepper, cinnamon star anise, enough to make the whole chicken taste good. , all kinds of spices."

"The things in his house are really three yellow chickens?" Su Yun asked.

"Well, I've eaten it once, and it's very authentic." Xie Yi said with a smile: "Boertong ancient potato cubes are said to contain a lot of trace elements, which can treat hair loss."

Liu Zewei touched his bald head, smiled, and said, "In order to treat hair loss, I have thought of a lot of ways. I don't know how much I use for some kind of aromatherapy machine."

"It's useless, it's all a lie." Su Yun said.

"Maybe it's a psychological effect. After using it, I feel better. In fact, it's still like a bear." Liu Zewei said: "This side of the training is over, I'll go back and see the hair transplant."

"Hair transplantation is to extract the hair follicles on the back of the head and plant them in the required areas. It is similar to a method of tearing down the east wall to make up the west wall. The whole process will not add a hair to you." Zheng Rendao.

"The local support center, as long as it is even, I have no other requirements." Liu Zewei's request is also simple.

"Lao Liu, you're bald every day, and you've got oil on your hands."

"As you get older, your metabolism isn't that fast, and you won't have a lot of fat." Liu Zewei didn't care that Su Yun was making fun of himself.

This time, Boss Zheng rode thousands of miles to perform surgery on Liu Xuzhi, which shocked Liu Zewei.

It turns out that studying at Boss Zheng's place can not only learn skills, but also save lives at critical moments!

Although he is in the Affiliated Hospital of Dibei Medical University, where there is no Liu Xu, he is not afraid of having a heart attack. The "simple" operation of myocardial infarction is very skilled at the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University.

But what about other diseases?

Boss Zheng has done this with benevolence and righteousness!

Liu Zewei didn't know what to say after tossing back and forth for thousands of miles for a little guy who couldn't fight.

In fact, it is useless to think too much. Doing the work at hand is the most important thing. You must leave a good impression on Boss Zheng.

If one day he encounters Liu Xuzhi's situation, there is still a glimmer of hope. This kind of thing, Liu Zewei is clear in his heart.

"I'm used to touching it. If I don't touch my bald head for a while, I feel like there are little bugs crawling around." Liu Zewei said with a smile.

"Sometimes I feel like there are small bugs crawling on my body, but I scratch it and find that it doesn't. This phenomenon is called ant walking." Zheng Ren's eyes were a little dull, and the whole person entered a state of rest, but when he heard Liu Zewei's words, he explained casually. .

"..." Liu Zewei is also very speechless, do you want to be so professional?

"Peripheral neuritis, sympathetic chain syndrome, parietal epilepsy, and diabetic peripheral neuropathy will all have a sense of ant walking, Lao Liu, you have time to check." Su Yundao.

"No, Lao Liu is a psychological effect." Zheng Ren said: "It's not even a mental illness, it's just an illusion."

"Che, you have a mental illness. When you talk about this, you can't help but excuse yourself." Su Yun said.

"Paris syndrome, you know it," Zheng Ren asked.

"What is Paris syndrome? Is it a disease that only Parisians have?" Chang Yue asked, straightening her glasses.

"Don't listen to his nonsense, Paris syndrome is that people who have been to Paris think it is not as good as they imagined. It is mainly Japanese, so it is called Paris syndrome."

"Symptoms include nausea, insomnia, convulsions, indescribable fears, inferiority complexes, humiliation, persecution delusions, and even suicidal tendencies.

With globalization and more and more Japanese tourists coming to Paris, the disease has begun to spread. "

"And said you're not mentally ill."