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Chapter 80 080. Doctors Say I'm Very Healthy

Seeing this scene, Su Hong felt the pointer on her watch vibrate, and almost jumped a frame.

Qiao Mu's skin and flesh were open, and the wet internal organs inside were opening their mouths to speak, just like a few old brothers living in the same alley playing chess and chatting. This surreal scene looks weird even in the eyes of the God Chosen , provoking Su Hong's nerves.

"Don't worry, they are all my good friends, aren't they?"

Qiao Mu looked at his beating heart. In response to his words, the heart stopped and opened its mouth.

"Yes yes yes!"

Those chattering internal organs were all talking about it, but Qiao Mu didn't just let it hang out, but quickly put it back, otherwise it would be difficult to deal with it if it became dusty.

Qiao Mu straightened his clothes, saw Su Hong staring at him vigilantly, and said.

"Xiaohong, let's have seafood noodles tonight!"

".Don't you think there's anything wrong?"

Su Hong hesitated for a moment before asking tentatively.

"The doctors say I'm perfectly healthy."

Qiao Mu nodded.

Su Hong was silent for a while.

He guessed that maybe Qiao Mu's special characteristics allowed him to remain rational at this level. Well, whether Qiao Mu was rational or not was still a question. Anyway, it couldn't be worse than when he was in the [Madhouse].

"let's go."

He saved the document and turned off the computer.

Seeing this, Qiao Mu came to the window and closed it. She said goodbye to the grass in the pot and the corner of the wall seriously, and followed Su Hong out.

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Su Hong felt that, on the bright side, at least there would be no other problems in the room except those two guys who didn't know what they were.

The two walked through the rows of high-rise buildings and came to a row of shops under the overpass of the main road. Although it was along the street, it faced the main road. Except for the residents living nearby and the workers working in the CBD, , there are no guests.

The seafood noodles that Qiao Mu mentioned are here. The boss is from a coastal city and his craftsmanship is good. He didn't expect that this small shop with only six tables can also order expensive seafood such as king crab and small green dragon.

Of course, Qiao Mu couldn't afford it.

The seafood rice bowl here costs 38 yuan a piece, so he can improve his food by eating here.

He ordered a rice bowl with prawns, while Su Hong ordered seafood family noodles. The price was the same, but Qiao Mu's only had shrimp, while the seafood family noodles had a miscellaneous variety of fish, shrimp and shellfish.

The TV in the store is broadcasting the news. A gas leak accident occurred in the northern city of Hejima, killing more than a dozen people. The cause of the accident is under investigation, but according to the tone of Hejima, it is probably the last official politician to come out. Bow and apologize, and Dogeza is done.

"It may be caused by an anomaly."

Su Hong took a mouthful of noodles and said casually.

"It's hard work."

Qiao Mu couldn't help but feel that there are really not many jobs like theirs.

He ate quickly, and while Su Hong was still chewing slowly, Qiao Mu had already licked the plate clean.

The TV was still reporting international news. Qiao Mu looked at it and felt that he was not interested. Seeing that there were financial workers working nearby, he decided to do some offline promotion.

After all, Qiao Mu is a social fear, so he can't make those fancy announcements.

He first aimed at the little brother who was sitting across from him, who was eating squid fried rice cakes.

"Friend, do you use a tree hole net?"

Qiao Mu asked.

The little brother on the opposite side was stunned for a moment, wondering whether Qiao Mu was talking to Su Hong next to him or talking to himself, but seeing Qiao Mu's sincere eyes as if he had never received nine years of compulsory education, he still slowed down a little. own chopsticks.

"It's useful, but just to look at it." The younger brother thought that he didn't take any pictures. There was still a boy opposite him, so he shouldn't punch himself, right?

"Then do you know the account Scientific Explorationbot?"

Qiao Mu became interested, ignored Su Hong's eyes next door, and asked again.

"what is that?"

The little brother doesn’t quite understand.

"Give me your phone."

Qiao Mu said naturally, and the little brother handed his cell phone to Qiao Mu naturally.

I saw Qiao Mu operating skillfully, and quickly followed the scientific exploration bot account with my brother's account, and liked all the previous messages of the account before returning the phone to my brother.

"Here you go, it's beautiful inside!"

Qiao Mu showed a sunny and cheerful smile like a big boy.

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A question mark appeared on the little brother's head.

I don’t know what kind of medicine Qiao Mu sells in the gourd.

He glanced at the account casually, and at first he thought it was an advertising and marketing account, but when he saw the beginning of the latest article, the little brother suddenly felt that there was some magic power emanating from the phone screen, and he was sucked into it.

After staring at it for 3 minutes, the little brother came back to his senses because of the vibration of the mobile phone receiving the message.

The boss is urging himself to hand in the materials again.

No matter how bitter the coffee is, it is not as bitter as the life of a beating worker!

Looking up, the little brother found that Qiao Mu and Su Hong had already finished eating and left.

He hurriedly finished his fried rice cakes and rushed back to the company, anxious to deal with the messy work. When he raised his head again, it was already 09:30 in the evening.

Stretching, the little brother picked up the phone and found that the application before locking the screen stayed in this article of Science Exploration bot.

He leaned back slightly, relaxed, and read the novel seriously.

According to my understanding, this is a novel with a fantasy background in the Republic of China.

He has read a lot of complaints about this type of story on the Internet before.

What kind of shredding devil? My grandfather was brutally murdered when he was nine years old. He also tasted a lot of jokes about using a hammer as a firing pin to shoot a gun.

So at the beginning, my brother didn't have much expectation.

But looking at it, he felt that he had come to the old city hotel. Facing warlords, politicians, and wealthy businessmen, as a spy, he had to be very careful, otherwise he might be exposed at any time and be executed in secret.

He saw the singing girl gracefully on the stage, people wandering on the dance floor, and looking out of the window, the people were in dire straits and the world was cold, and farther away, the flames of war were raging and the earth was devastated.

Although the words seemed clumsy, plain, and vulgar at first glance, through this small old city, I saw a specious nation that was also suffering.

He was attracted unconsciously.

When the banquet started, a play called "The King in Yellow" was performed. People who were once well-dressed were fighting each other. Outside the window, the red mist changed in strange and unpredictable ways. He felt both refreshed and a little scared.

Finally, the red mist spread to the banquet hall, and the whole body of the warlord who had exhausted all his tricks festered and dissipated in the mist.

The singer was sent away, the screenwriter lurking in the enemy camp was sacrificed, and the New Year arrived, everything was full of hope.

The little brother felt lost.

He thought a lot, but long-term work has made him lose the ability to express his feelings. The little brother can only click on the comment area to see if any talented netizens can express what he is thinking.

(End of this chapter)