The unlucky life of a medical student

The old nurse's words made Zhong Wuchuan feel unnatural again, and the inexplicable encounter with fragments on the day of joining the job came back to his mind, and he blurted out suspicious words: "It's really like this..."

"Which one... Doctor Zhong..."

The nurse said in a flattering way, her already bewitching smile became even weirder, and the hand behind her back also held something, her arm muscles contracted, and she was ready to go.

At this time, a certain logistics staff who was hammering the impact drill against the wall and humming "labor is the most glorious" suddenly turned around: "Doctor Zhong, it's so early?"

"Ying Feiyi?!"

Zhong Wuchuan was surprised.

"Yes, it's me!"

Taking off his safety helmet, Ying Feiyi walked up to Zhong Wuchuan, patted Zhong Wuchuan's shoulder with his dirty hands, and grinned, revealing his shiny porcelain teeth: "Is it surprising, I didn't expect that I was actually from the logistics department?! "

"This one……"

Looking at the barbecue-colored muscles exposed in the camouflage overalls, Zhong Wuchuan swallowed his saliva.

Since he was given acupuncture by Xu Guangcheng, his demand for food has increased tenfold.

"Um... have you had breakfast?" Zhong Wuchuan asked.

Seeing Ying Feiyi's surprised expression, he hastily added: "I mean, if you come to help me repair my office so early, even if you have eaten breakfast, you should be hungry by now."

Ying Feiyi wiped his mouth when he heard this, and said, "Doctor Zhong, don't say anything, I just heard your words, and I feel hungry immediately!"

"Then let's go eat barbecue together later! My treat!"

Zhong Wuchuan warmly greeted everyone.

When the "persons" in the logistics department heard that Zhong Wuchuan was going to treat everyone to a barbecue, they all showed their white teeth, and some "people" even had sparkles in their eyes.

Zhong Wuchuan did not expect his colleagues to love barbecue so much, and he immediately felt that he had done a good thing to enhance the friendship of colleagues.

"There are so many of us, so we should be able to eat a lot," Ying Feiyi said, "Doctor Zhong, first go to the barbecue restaurant and say hello to the boss, and ask him to prepare three rows of barbecue—remember, brush with sweet and spicy sauce , no ketchup, no parsley!"

"I see, I'll go to the restaurant first."

Zhong Wuchuan left with a smile.

As soon as he entered the elevator, Ying Feiyi's expression darkened immediately, and he slapped the nurse who had changed his mind temporarily because of his sudden turn: "You don't even dare to fall on deaf ears to Fifth Sister's words!"

"Brother Fei...I...I...I'm just...I'm worried that he will leave here and never come back after he discovers our secret..."

The nurse knelt on the ground crying bitterly.

"I'm worried about him leaving here, so why let Chaos break into his office! Let Tapir create nightmares to scare him!"

Ying Feiyi's voice was sharp.

The nurse sobbed and said: "The matter of Chaos has nothing to do with us... Chaos... Chaos was bewitched by that bastard Qiongqi... escaped... I want to know what the human beings who made Director Xu feel like... Then... just... ..."

She paused for a moment, then continued: "After the tapir discovered that Chaos had escaped, he was worried that Chaos and his real body would startle human beings... Let... Let... I cooperate with him... to create a dream... to pull Dr. Zhong away... into a dream..."

"Stop talking! You guys are so capable!"

Ying Feiyi interrupted the nurse's explanation, reached into the wall with his left hand, and pulled out a man with short black hair in a Japanese sari suit.

The man's appearance is as full of Japanese style as his attire, with slender upturned fox eyes embedded in the round face plate, thin lips, and jade-white skin.

Just being pulled out of the space by Ying Feiyi, he kept bowing and apologizing: "I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I really didn't do it on purpose this time... I don't know that human beings are so weak... I will definitely choose next time The loveliest and tenderest dream..."

"Bow to me now, don't you feel hypocritical!"

Ying Feiyi had a good voice but was not angry.

The nightmare-eating tapir bowed a series of times and said, "I'm sorry... I shouldn't have frightened Fifth Sister's pets with nightmares... Humans usually shoot ghost movies to find excitement, which made me have the illusion that this human must be better than those who love to watch. Humans in ghost movies are more daring...I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I'm really, really sorry...I didn't mean to..."

Ying Feiyi couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

"As expected of a Fusang beast, its habits are exactly the same as those of the Fusang people... I'm really... afraid of you... Stand up! Stop bowing!"

"But I'm really sorry, I really shouldn't..."

The nightmare eater has to apologize endlessly.

Ying Feiyi grabbed it and said: "If you really feel sorry, please carry out your duties as a jailer in the days to come, manage Chaos well, and don't let that guy have a chance to meet Qiongqi again! That bastard, in his bones It's already rotten!"

"Understand! I understand very well! I understand very well!"

The nightmare-eating tapir apologized again and again.

Ying Feiyi was completely speechless about its endless talk, threw it on the ground, and took relatives and friends to the barbecue shop to eat.

The dream-eating tapir that was thrown to the ground still smiled and bowed towards Ying Feiyi, but the other half showed a grin: I never thought that the person that Lao Xu liked was so cowardly and cowardly, very good, very good...

If Zhong Wuchuan, who was eating ice cream in the barbecue shop at the moment, knew that he was being targeted by the nightmare because of Lao Xu's different views and early morning stress reaction, he would pat it on the shoulder and say earnestly: Brother, you Is there something wrong?

……

……

In the afternoon, Zhong Wuchuan went to Xu Guangcheng's place to continue acupuncture.

As usual, Xu Guangcheng gave him a cup of tea to calm his mind, and then went upstairs to prepare incense.

While drinking tea, Zhong Wuchuan told Xu Guangcheng about the nightmare in the early morning as a refreshment, and finally asked: "Director Xu, I don't think I have the legendary physique of encountering ghosts, right?"

"There are no ghosts in this world. The so-called ghosts are hallucinations, which are a direct reflection of the influence of magnetic field changes on the brain."

Xu Guangcheng talked eloquently. He recently tried to supplement the common sense of modern science to avoid revealing his flaws when talking with Zhong Wuchuan.

Limited by common sense, Zhong Wuchuan thought that all security supervisors were from low-education backgrounds. After hearing Xu Guangcheng's "great truth", he suddenly felt that he was a bad guy who judged people by their appearance.

"Director Xu is really capable," he said, "knows martial arts, acupuncture, and studied geomagnetic field."

"It's all just slightly involved. I am a firm atheist. I believe that there is no god in the world, and naturally there are no ghosts."

Xu Guangcheng's mouth is full of words that anyone who knows his background will want to ask "what did you say" after hearing it.

"I think so too. There are no gods in the world, so there must be no ghosts."

Zhong Wuchuan was very excited to meet his "confidant".

Xu Guangcheng smiled and lit the incense, Zhong Wuchuan fell asleep again.

……

Not long after, the silver needles were tied, Xu Guangcheng's fingers were knotted, and the avatar stayed where he was, using the aura of heaven and earth to dredge Zhong Wuchuan's meridians. The body walked into the yard and made a gesture of coming down to Qiongqi who was squatting on the tree.

Feng Qi knew that he was going to settle accounts with him, but with a look of peace of mind, he jumped off the tree and said to Xu Guangcheng, "Boss, do you have anything to do with me?"

"I can't care about you if I have nothing to do?"

Xu Guangcheng's smile was frighteningly cold.

Feng Qi smiled hypocritically and said, "This is not in line with the boss's style."

"It's not your style to ask your friends to take care of my friends, is it?"

When Xu Guangcheng moved his hand, Feng Qi's body was controlled by the summoning contract. He couldn't walk or stand upright, so he could only lie on the ground. Flaming black runes emerged from his neck and covered his face.

"... Ah... Xu Guangcheng... You old bastard... You... You... Ah..."

Feng Qi rolled on the ground in pain, bared his teeth and roared angrily.

Xu Guangcheng saw that Qiongqi was in such pain, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Didn't you always hope that I would become a demon and practice the way of magic? Now I have revealed the dark side as you wished, shouldn't you be so happy that you would like to use your life to fulfill me? ! "

"I...I...like the villain, but it doesn't mean I'm willing to be killed by the villain...I...I...ah!"

Another short-breathed scream, Feng Qi fell to the ground, his face was covered with burns caused by black flames, and his neck was bloody and bloody from the rune. The nature of not admitting defeat remains sober.

"...you...you old bastard...sadist...I...I will make you pay sooner or later...I...I..."

"Save your energy!"

Xu Guangcheng bent down, grabbed Feng Qi's hair, and said, "500 years ago, I might have paid attention to your cursing you, but now—now you have no way to pull out my palm, no matter how hard you try."

"Bastard... bastard... I will make you regret it... regret making a contract with me... You have done looting, burning and killing, but... you want to be a good person... you want to become a righteous person... I... I want to let you You will fall into the eighteenth level of hell forever, with me...and me..."

Feng Qi kept cursing, it hates good people the most, followed by Xu Guangcheng, a bastard who has always been cruel and thinks he is a good person.

Naturally, Xu Guangcheng didn't take Feng Qi's curse to heart. After tidying up the guy, he returned to the living room.

At this time, the incarnation also ended the acupuncture for Zhong Wuchuan, and was guiding the incense and the vitality of heaven and earth into his body to cultivate his meridians.

Observing with clairvoyance, he saw that in the little doctor's arm, those broken meridians were reconnected under the cultivation of vitality, and the nerves that had shrunk like silk showed signs of redevelopment, and Xu Guangcheng's mouth showed a faint smile.

But soon, he sighed again: "Unfortunately... there is no fairy bone..."

The author has something to say:

When tapirs were in China, they didn’t have the function of eating nightmares. They only had the custom of using tapir fur as cushions or bedding to avoid disease and bad luck, and drawing pictures of tapirs to avoid evil spirits.During the Tang Dynasty, this folk belief spread to Japan, and gradually evolved from "avoiding nightmares" to "eating bad luck and eating nightmares", so the default tapir is Japanese.