Veterinarian: From unemployment to the top of life

The eldest sister asked me to bring her medicine back at night. How could I wait until night?

She was too embarrassed to go to the hospital, so I went to the clinic to ask for her.

Doctors say that this is called honeymoon urethritis, which mostly occurs in newly married couples who have too frequent sexual intercourse. Let us be more moderate. Women are very fragile and can easily suffer mucosal damage, leading to bacterial infection.

After prescribing several medicines, the doctor told the patient to take them continuously for a week and not to have sexual intercourse within a week, otherwise the condition would be aggravated and even lead to acute cystitis and nephritis. He also told the patient to drink more water.

Originally, I felt uncomfortable yesterday and could not continue.

The eldest sister was "swimming against the current" last night, and she even said it euphemistically: because it hurts, the love is deeper...

I am also speechless for her!

I took the medicine and returned to my eldest sister's house, telling her everything the doctor had told her.

The eldest sister hugged me and said embarrassedly: "Oh, it's so embarrassing! This is the first time I've heard of this disease."

I smiled and asked, "Didn't you hear about it when you were on your honeymoon?"

"Tch!" the eldest sister said disdainfully: "Compared to you, he is just a bitch. I am truly on my honeymoon now..."

My eldest sister’s divine logic has failed me again.

"I'm going to work, what are you going to do for lunch?" I asked with concern.

The eldest sister smiled and said: "There is a nanny, and she will come here at noon. I have given them a day off these two days to make time for the two of us..."

"Husband," the eldest sister hugged me tightly and said, "I miss you again..."

"Stop! Stop!" I pushed her away gently, held her shoulders, and said seriously: "Your place is my private property now. Don't damage it. I still expect it to be given to me." It’s about carrying on the family line.”

"Pfft!" The eldest sister smiled and hugged me again: "Can't I just think about it?"

"Husband, you said those girls who sell their pussy are so awesome! They actually rely on that place to make a living... I have to deal with so many men every day, and I can't serve you well, cough!" the eldest sister sighed with emotion. road.

"What? Do you envy them?" I asked with a smirk.

"Tch!" The eldest sister rolled her eyes and said, "Even if I sell it, I will only sell it to you."

After settling in with my eldest sister, I drove her car to the company.

In the afternoon, I met with two foreign equipment suppliers, one from the United States and one from Germany.

They arrived at noon and have been waiting for me and my eldest sister.

When dealing with foreign customers, communication can only be achieved through translators brought by their companies.

This one is nothing.

But foreigners are more cunning. They have a problem, that is, when you communicate with the translator, you cannot speak too fast, and you cannot say too much in each paragraph.

If you have to say something, the translator will quickly say something and tell him.

The purpose is to prevent two Chinese people from communicating too much in private, treating him as a fool, and even selling him without him knowing.

If you say a lot and the translator tells him two or three sentences, his CPU will burn up.

But this wastes time.

The best model is that I also have a translator here. There are no restrictions on what I say, and my translator can directly tell the foreigner.

What does the foreigner want to express? Let his translator tell me directly.

This can not only speed up the process, but also avoid errors by having two translators at the same time.

My English ability is limited to the written test, and my listening and speaking skills are poor.

So I asked the administrative department to help me find out who in the group speaks the best English?

After a long day of research, it turned out that the one with the best English speaking skills was Hu Xiaoting!

In the past, when the chairman went abroad, he often took her with him as a translator.

Everyone else is just like me, a victim of exam-oriented education.

I called Hu Xiaoting over to give it a try. Sure enough, her spoken English was very smooth, and she was no different from a foreigner.

This shocked me. How could Hu Xiaoting, a dancer, have such a high level of speaking skills?

Her speaking level is not the kind you can achieve in China by studying hard.

You must have a very good language environment to practice it.

Has she ever been in love with a foreigner before?

Was her boyfriend in college a foreigner who had sex with someone and then dumped her after they were done?

Although it is quite dark to think like this, there is a dark side to people’s inner world, right?

I admit...I'm a little bit cautious at this time.

After all, Hu Xiaoting is now my woman.

After meeting with clients and holding a meeting with the food company in the afternoon, I returned to my dormitory to rest, and also called Lin Pingping.

Lin Pingping didn't answer the call, hung up directly, and then sent me a message back saying it was inconvenient now.

I don’t know how she is doing now? What exactly was the inconvenience she was referring to?

Is she quarreling with Wu Yinfei?

I paced in the dormitory, and the more I thought about it, the more worried I became. I didn't know what Lin Pingping should do next?

When I walked to the door of the bedroom, I saw the collar that Hu Xiaoting had thrown away last time. I picked it up and smelled it. There was still her residual fragrance on it.

I called her number and asked her to come to my dormitory.

Hu Xiaoting was eating outside. After getting my order, she came quickly.

She had made great contributions to me in the afternoon and thought I was going to reward her severely. As soon as she entered the room, her face was full of smiles and spring breeze.

However, I looked at her coldly, which made Hu Xiaoting feel that something was wrong in the atmosphere, and her expression became slightly nervous.

"Take it," I said coldly, handing her the collar.

"Oh," Hu Xiaoting put on the collar obediently and handed the leather bracelet at the other end of the chain into my hand.

She lowered her head and rubbed her fingers, wondering what mistake she had made?

"Kneel down," I continued coldly.

Hu Xiaoting was very obedient and knelt down on the ground...

I led her from the bedroom to the living room, then slipped back from the living room to the bedroom, then returned to the living room and sat down on the sofa.

Hu Xiaoting followed obediently, making a clear sound when her knees and high heels hit the wooden floor.

I picked up the chain, asked her to raise her head, and asked her, "Tell me the truth, have you ever slept with a foreigner?"

Hu Xiaoting's eyes shone with fear, and she shook her head repeatedly: "No! Really not!"

"Then why is your English so good?" I asked with a frown.

Hu Xiaoting's eyes wandered for a moment, she frowned and muttered: "I was good at English when I was a kid!"

"Stop talking nonsense to me," I frowned and said, "Your English doesn't look like you learned it in school at all. Your pure American pronunciation is just like in the movie. Do you think I'm a fool?"

I say this not without basis.

Sister Sun teaches English. Due to the influence of the times, the English she learned when she was a child was mainly based on British pronunciation, and later mixed in a lot of American pronunciation.

Her feeling of speaking English, in Meijuan's words, is a hodgepodge, equivalent to a mixture of Beijing and Hebei accents, with some local characteristics in the end.

But this is already the ceiling of domestic exam-oriented education.

All in all, it is different from the kind of people who have lived abroad for many years.

Meijuan is a doctor who studied in the United States, and she has a pure American accent. Therefore, when I heard Hu Xiaoting speak English today, I immediately recognized it.

Hu Xiaoting raised her face and looked at me aggrievedly, tears overflowing from her eyes, and she hesitated to speak...

"I found that you girl, your vagina is quite deep. Why don't you just keep it open and bright? It feels like it's hard to see through your heart!" I frowned.

Hu Xiaoting cried aggrievedly: "I really have never slept with a foreigner. I am telling the truth!"

Seeing her crying, my heart suddenly softened, and I hugged her directly, let her sit next to me, and held her hand.

"I'm sorry, Xiaoting, I'm being petty," I sighed, "I've been very upset these past two days, and... you are no longer the ordinary relationship we had before. I hope You can understand me."

Hu Xiaoting's eyes were red, she sniffed and said, "I understand you...I know what you are thinking."

"Mr. Song," Hu Xiaoting lowered her head, sad tears falling down again. I will tell you my experience and you will understand..."