I'm a doctor, not a stick

painter……

Mao Gaoming twitched the corner of his mouth, who was he lying to?Who are some painters who specialize in painting this?Don't think that he didn't see it clearly just now, he saw circles and circles drawn with a line on it, and his eyes almost turned into mosquito coils!

Isn't that how you cheat a three-year-old kid? !

While being shocked by Jiang Huating's drawing of such a thing, he seemed to have seen such a pattern somewhere.

"Can I take another look?"

"No." Jiang Huating refused without thinking.

Just kidding, if this thing is taken to the vice president's office, no matter how big his master's face is, he will definitely, absolutely be fired!

"Okay, then you can lend me "A Thousand Golden Prescriptions"."

"No."

The corners of Mao Gaoming's mouth twitched crazily, so Jiang Huating was talking nonsense when he said that he reads in his free time, right?

However, Mao Gaoming felt that since he wanted something from others, he would not be troublesome to expose Jiang Huating's little special hobby.

However, the warning should be warned.

"Xiaojiang, you can only draw it when I'm around. When the patient is around, you'd better be serious."

Jiang Huating's eyes lit up, "Don't worry! I'm very serious!"

Mao Gaoming, "..." Why do you suddenly feel...not so good?

really!In the next second, Jiang Huating opened the drawer and continued to make plans.

Mao Gaoming, "..."

But now there are really no patients, Mao Gaoming didn't say anything, he simply let him go, and occasionally glanced at what Jiang Huating was painting.

It's really getting more and more familiar.

This pattern... Isn't it exactly the same as the pattern of the peace charm that his mother forced into his wallet? !

Thinking of this, Mao Gaoming immediately took out a yellow talisman that was folded into a diamond shape from his wallet. The more he looked at it, the more he felt it was like it. Just as Mao Gaoming was about to dismantle the talisman for comparison, Jiang Huating said, "You'd better Don't touch that talisman."

Mao Gaoming paused, "Huh?"

Jiang Huating finally finished the last stroke, raised his head, "Your safety talisman has been consecrated before, and it has mana, so it's useless if you take it apart."

Mao Gaoming was suspicious, so amazing?real or fake?

However, he didn't continue to take it apart. After putting the safety talisman away, he watched Jiang Huating stuff his freshly baked "painting" into the drawer, "So, are you drawing a talisman?"

Jiang Huating paused, and corrected very seriously, "I'm a painter, I'm just painting."

Mao Gaoming, "..."

"Then give me a piece of authentic work to worship the master!"

"No."

"bring it on."

"No."

"Grandmaster……"

"It's useless to call him a great god."

"..."

Jiang Huating refused, Mao Gaoming entangled, suddenly, the drawer made a bang, Mao Gaoming was still wondering what happened, but Jiang Huating's expression changed.

The corners of his mouth twitched and he opened the drawer. He had just opened it halfway, and there was another click!A piece of wood fell onto Jiang Huating's lap!Next, wow~

All the talismans stuffed into the drawer fell out like a flood.

Hold!Don't you just refuse to let me see it?Do you need to treat him like this? !

Mao Gaoming was dumbfounded, this table seems to have been changed only this year, right?Is the quality that bad?

Jiang Huating squatted down to pick up the talisman without saying a word, Mao Gaoming went over to help, and now he was able to read it openly!

have to say……

"You draw it really nicely." It was much better than the one on his talisman.

"Thank you." Jiang Huating ticked the corner of his mouth.

"My drawer is broken here, can you put these things in your drawer first?"

"No problem." Mao Gaoming said, anyway, he didn't have many things in the drawer.

Just as Jiang Huating was stuffing his talismans into Mao Gaoming's drawer, Director Ni Tianyang left and returned.

"What are you holding in your hand?" Ni Tianyang narrowed his eyes, and his eyes flashed!

Jiang Huating immediately put all the talismans in Mao Gaoming's hands, "Director! These are all his! It has nothing to do with me!"

Mao Gaoming, "..."

At this moment, bang dang dang! !

As if laughing at Jiang Huating's lack of skill in lying, his desk was gloriously disintegrated under the witness of three pairs of eyes!

Jiang Huating, "..."

Director Ni Tianyang, "Look, even the table doesn't believe you."

Jiang Huating, "..."

The desk is gone, luckily it's almost time to get off work, Ni Tianyang simply showed mercy and let Jiang Huating leave early, but...

"Xiaojiang...it's not wrong to have special hobbies, but you have to see what occasion it is? Don't draw these messy things in the office of the hospital! Spread superstitions! People who don't know think that the Chinese Medicine Department of the Second Hospital uses Fushui heals people!"

Jiang Huating replied wearily: "Yes..."

So, Jiang Huating was kicked out holding a bunch of white talismans that he drew... Ah, no, he got on the bus, and then, surprisingly, there was no traffic jam today, and he returned to Yonghuating in half an hour.

Just as he was lamenting how his luck turned around today, Jiang Huating still glanced at 403, which made him stunned for a moment.

The note stuck under the door for days is gone, which means...

Yin Qiu is back?

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