Steel Armour City

Anping suddenly glared at Yao Zhifei and said, "Hey, boy, don't guess. We're not the kind of relationship you think we are!" At this time, Yao Zhifei's face is a kind of decadent expression, with some color in the treachery, with some flirtation in the ambiguity, you can see that he is dreaming.

Anping denied it, and Yao Zhifei's face turned to surprise: "ah? No I thought you were... "

"Of course not! How can we get together when we are 17 years old apart? 17 years old! It's a girl's age Anping is a little excited. Yao Zhifei held his head and listened. After thinking about it, he picked up his glass and touched it gently. Then he took a sip of red wine. Anping picked up his glass and drank half of it. Yao Zhifei's touch is a bit of an apology, but Anton doesn't seem to notice anything and doesn't care at all.

"We have a business relationship!" Anping has another white eye. This white eye is very tasteful. His white eye is noble, deep and contemptuous. Obviously, he controls the electronic equipment as precisely as he does.

"Business relations?"

"Yes! Business relations. "

"Do you do business with each other? How do you do it? Buying and selling human organs? " There are many wounded soldiers in the hospital, and not a few died. Yao Zhifei's first thought is this.

"Bullshit

"Buying and selling drugs?"

"It's nothing!"

"Human trial deal?"

"Bullshit

Yao Zhifei looked at Anping in a daze. He didn't know what to say next. Alcohol had a slight effect. His face was a little red because of alcohol and emotion, as well as the fierce Q & a just now. But Anping on the opposite side looks much more serious than him. His ears are red, his eyelids are slightly heavy, and the wrinkles on his face seem to be flattened under the influence of alcohol. I don't know whether it's the role of red wine or the role of mood. Anping looks a little younger than in the laboratory. The light of the bar casts down, it seems that there is a little more Bohemian feeling. Well, it looks like an old guy. Yao Zhifei couldn't help thinking.

"Well, I thought that sun Jiali would come to me for two days, but she could hold on to it and never came! Let you, who don't know anything, deal with me here. "

"Oh?" Although Yao Zhifei is a little dizzy, his brain is still clear“ "How do you deal with it?" He repeated. These two days, he did not have any contact with sun Jiali, because when he contacted sun Jiali, he would not get anything except scolding. But that can't be revealed“ Hey, hey, you know? " Yao Zhifei asked, shaking his eyes.

"Well! crap! Can I not understand her? Everything is in her hands, it's a condition! It's all tools. To tell you the truth, it's a loss for her not to be a businessman

"How do you say that?"

"With this patience! You can see everything about this person, and you need to make it clear? " Anping's eyes are floating.

"Then... What's the matter? You've confused me! Do it Yao Zhifei said. He touched Anping's glass again, meaning to urge him to drink another half. Without thinking, Anton dries up half a glass of red wine again.

"Before you came to talk about the mechanical drawings, I asked him for another resource!"

"What resources?" Yao Zhifei asked.

"Your hospital is the key hospital of the military headquarters. Have you ever noticed those wounded soldiers? After they were injured, many of their bones were supported by steel equipment. However, every day in the battlefield, many mechanical soldiers died in the mechanical city! In my spare time, I studied those mechanical metals, which are excellent alloys! Since the hospital needs a lot of steel tools to replace the original bones of soldiers every day, why not use these metals to do the same work? I melt those mechanical metals in the laboratory and then refill the steel tools. It's a good choice in terms of hardness and substitutability! Hehe, with high quality and low price, I can complete the equipment production in the laboratory, and the hospital only needs to pay me a little money.... "

"But Sun Jiali didn't agree! This stupid woman

"So you've got to fight her over this?" Yao Zhifei's eyes are dim.

Anping was lying on the table and replied in a dull voice, "yes!"

Central Hospital, morning.

Luo Guangnan, the head nurse, is 40 years old. Although she has a good figure, she has many spots on her face. If she doesn't have these spots, she is Xu Niang. Unfortunately, she has these spots, and those spots are still concentrated on her face, which is very eye-catching. Wheat said that she went many times, but still can not go, but this is a very lucky thing.

"Why?" Asked Tong Liya. There are few women in the world who don't love beauty, but what happens when they can treat it as luck?

"Because when the wounded soldiers saw his face, they didn't think anything about it, and they were hopeless!" Wheat said faintly.

"Ah?" Tong Liya laughs so much that everyone loves her. But she laughed twice, but suddenly stopped, crooked head way: "well... Seems to have a point." Thinking of the two wounded soldiers that day, she couldn't laugh any more. This is a realistic problem, the head nurse's good-looking, it may not be a good thing.

Just then, the head nurse came in quickly: "how do you check the ward rounds! Who was on duty last night? "

"What's the matter?" Asked Tong Liya.

"How come the disinfection light in 565 ward has been on all night! Who is on duty? Why not turn it off at night? "

"It's me and Xiaoling," the nurse said in a low voice The voice of the two nurses is small, which is a little louder than that of the mosquito.

The head nurse roared, "now go and have a look! What's black on the patient's face now! "

"Ah?" Tongliya and wheat immediately toward 565 ward. The ultraviolet lamp is used for disinfection. Turning on that lamp for one night is just like staying in the radiation for one night. Under such strong radiation, people will be burned seriously. When I got to the ward, I saw a black and red soldier lying on his back, holding the quilt with his hands.

"You stay here and I'll get the medicine. The head nurse must have informed the dermatologist, and the patient does not need to change the ward. " Wheat said, and then went away. Tong Liya looked over her head, the disinfection lamp has been turned off, the floor cleaner has cleaned, there is nothing to clean up. The corner of a piece of paper is exposed under the wounded soldier's pillow. Tong Liya moves the patient slightly to the side, pulls up the pillow and draws out the white paper.

White paper for a painting, a long hair, impressively painting their own!

"Damn it He swore in a low voice.

On second thought, it is estimated that the wounded soldier is painting this when he turns on the light at night! She turned away from the ward and headed for the nurse's room. There was no one in the nurse's room. She found a pair of scissors from the pile of instruments and cut a long hair clean.

Just as she finished cutting her hair, wheat came in and said, "are you crazy? What do you do with such a good haircut? "

Tong Liya looked at her short hair in the mirror and said, "do you think it's more like... A woman?"

Wheat from the left to look at, and from the right to look at, said with a smile: "well, yes, it is more like a tough girl."