Frog has become a sperm

"Quack, don't you really blame me?" Brother Mole's little black bean eyes were still wet with tears.

Xiaolu touched the fur on its body, and comforted: "It's okay, just come." One more is not too much, and one less is not much.

"Do you know who it is?" Kiki asked.

Brother Mole sniffed: "A human being."

"Any more?"

Brother Mole: "Well...not anymore."

Little Green: "..."

Kiki: "..."

Prince Duanyang rubbed his forehead. As a prince of the cat tribe, it would be embarrassing to have a mole beside him. Although it is not a mouse, it is a mouse after all. It is definitely not because of its kindness, but because of this. A mouse, no, a mole is too stupid to eat and affect IQ.

"It seems to be a human girl." Prince Duanyang added.

Brother Mole, who picked up the melon seeds again and gnawed, nodded, "Yes, yes."

This time I know yes.

"Human girl." Qiqi asked a little happily: "Is it the same as me?"

Brother Mole tilted his head to look at her, then shook his head again: "No."

"Just an ordinary human girl, not a witch."

Ok.

Qiqi wanted to ask more details, but Mole's little brain really has too little capacity to remember too many useful things.

"It's our fault this time, and this is your compensation." Prince Duanyang apologized politely and repeatedly, and even took out a stack of lottery tickets to give to Xiaolu.

A stack!

That's right, a stack!

"This, is it so generous?" Xiaolu hurriedly took it, counting the money one by one, no, counting the lottery tickets.

He had finished eating all the steamed buns, and he really wanted to smoke some steamed buns.

Prince Duanyang puffed out his chest proudly, seeing Xiaolu's face that had never seen the world, he didn't forget to hit him: "The lottery tickets are useless to us, as the prince of the cat clan and the station master of the forest station, of course There are special channels."

Xiaolu didn't feel that she was being hit at all, but said happily: "This is great, and give me all your useless lottery tickets in the future."

Prince Duanyang: "..." I really don't know how to be polite at all.

Guaizai, who has just become a human being for a few days, is very rare to be shy and embarrassed with his own Ahma, and wants him to be polite, not to exist.

"Brother Mole, you have to remember, keep all the lottery tickets for me, I will give you a lot of nuts and melon seeds."

Brother Mole's eyes lit up, and he nodded his head, "Okay, okay."

Prince Duanyang: "..." He doesn't deserve the right to speak, does he?

"Meow, lottery tickets!!!"

After Sansan saw the stack of lottery tickets, she almost didn't go crazy, and of course she's not far from going crazy now.

"Ben Meow can finally go back."

Xiao Gua was full of confidence with a 'big sum of money' in his arms: "Don't look at me like this, you have to wait for Ahma to come back."

Although he can draw by himself now, he still wants to wait for Nan Zheng to come back and tell him that he has so many lottery tickets.

Sansan was in a hurry, but he couldn't force him to grab him, so he could only stare at him with wide eyes.

"It's useless for you to stare at me. You might as well ask Xianyu, which direction do you need a ticket for?" Xiaolu hurriedly stuffed the lottery ticket into her little green hat.

Then put the little green hat on... on the wrist.

Ah Ma said that the bigger green hat doesn't look good on the head, but it's more beautiful when tied on the hands.

Haicheng Central Hospital.

"Mr. Nan, where did your medicine come from? Do you know the formula?"

The dean of Haicheng Central Hospital was so excited that he wanted to pull Nanzheng's hand, but was blocked by the clever Zhao Qin: "President, please don't get excited. Um, is that medicine really effective for viral flu?"

Holding the big crucible, Zhao Qin followed the boss straight to Haicheng Central Hospital.

The Nan family of Haicheng Central Hospital had a part of the shares, and Nan Zheng handed over the cold medicine made by his family Xiaogua and Qiqi to the director.

The final result did not disappoint him.

"After our experiments, the medicine is really effective. Now the researchers have not found anything wrong. Mr. Nan, the hope of thousands of people in Haicheng now depends on you."

Nan Zheng: "The dean's words are too serious. Since I took out this medicine, I didn't want to hide it. This is a virus flu vaccine developed by my laboratory under the Nanjia. It is still in the test, and I don't It’s so rash to publish them, so I came to the dean, as for the formula, I need to go back and sort it out.”

The dean nodded excitedly: "It should be, it should be, but now that there is a vaccine, we can also speed up the research, but it is urgent now, and we still need Mr. Nan's generosity."

"My Nan family has been stationed in Haicheng for generations, how can I watch the people here suffer from the virus."

With Nan Zheng's words, the dean felt relieved.

Zhao Qin never expected that the smelly pot of things he was holding would be a vaccine for this virus flu. To be honest, he regretted it a bit now, why didn't he hold the pot and take a few sips, and even a sip was enough. good.

"Boss, when did you start researching viral flu..." The Nan family has a laboratory, but they didn't expect to do research on this.

Nan Zheng sat in the back seat of the car: "Not long ago."

"If the vaccine is effective this time, the company's shares will skyrocket." Zhao Qin can already see that kind of picture.

Nan Zheng folded his arms and pondered: "Shen Weihong has taken many measures against this virus flu."

Zhao Qin nodded: "A batch of medicines have been imported from overseas."

Nan Zheng's eyes were deep, and he couldn't see clearly what he was thinking.

Back on Qinghui Road, Nan Zheng received a warm welcome.

Mostly in a certain fat cat.

Seeing it rushing forward impatiently, Nan Zheng was really flattered.

This fat cat can be rubbed and hugged by Gua Zai, and it can lie in Qiqi's arms, but it is not sensitive to him, and does not even touch its paws. It is abnormal to be so enthusiastic all of a sudden.

Nan Zheng calmly avoided its pounce.

"Ahhhh, what is this, boss, why does your family raise pigs again?" Zhao Qin, who was a step behind, was thrown straight at him, and a fat cat with only meat left fell on his head, covering his face. Cover tightly.

"Meow!" Sansan was very angry, and meowed fiercely at Nan Zheng's back.

Hearing the cry, Zhao Qin, who struggled to remove the cat, realized that it was not a pig, but a cat.

"Every time I see this cat, I feel incredible. Boss, what did your cat grow up on?" Zhao Qin walked in with the cat in his arms.

Xiaolu heard the commotion outside, and happily jumped over.

Nan Zheng, who held the lively little croak in his arms, didn't even answer: "You ask him yourself, I didn't raise him."

Sansan: "Meow, I've said it before, this cat sample is not my own meow!"

Zhao Qin couldn't understand meow meow, but was even more surprised: "This cat seems to be able to talk."

Sansan is powerless: "This cat can speak human language."

Xiaolu was worried that Sansan would get angry and give Zhao Qin a paw, so she quickly took the cat over.

Sansan really didn't want to be hugged by Xiaolu, he wanted to pick Nanzheng right now, and finally waited for him to come back, so he could draw a lottery.

Little Green leaned close to Sansan's furry ear and whispered a reminder: "Sansan, you haven't asked Xianyu to find out which direction your house is."

Without direction, even if you get a ticket in the lottery, you don’t know which one to choose.

Three three: "Σ(°△°"

He, did he forget such an important thing?

"My lord!" Qiqi ran in excitedly holding a freshly baked crucible of cold medicine.

Zhao Qin's eyes lit up: "This is not going to happen."

"That's right." Nan Zheng took the pot from Qiqi's hand and asked, "Are you sure you are familiar with the cooking process?"

Qiqi looked at Xiaolu with some hesitation: "This..., sir, let's ask Xiaolu."

Zhao Qin's jaw opened slightly in shock, and then grew bigger and bigger. He, did he hear correctly?It was this teenage girl who made the virus flu vaccine, and the owner's children also participated.

Aren't their identities distant relatives, and the boss' darlings?

It must be the wrong way for him to enter the door just now.

No matter how many times Zhao Qin went in and out, he had to admit that the vaccine for the virus and flu was made by little girl Qiqi.

Qiqi reported to Nanzheng in a low voice: "I don't think salted fish is needed, no, flounder can be cooked successfully, but..." Every time Xiaolu insisted on putting the flounder in the bubbles, thinking of the one in the space pool Inside, the half-dead flounder, Kiki felt a little sympathetic.

Xiaolu heard it with sharp ears, and innocently blinked her big eyes: "I'm not, I don't, I just feel good about bubbles."

Zhao Qin: "...May I have any questions?"

Nan Zheng said ruthlessly, "Just listen."

Zhao Qin has followed him for many years and is a trustworthy person. Nan Zheng also found that there are more and more strange creatures besides croakers, and he has a feeling that this virus flu is just the beginning. He will not be quiet, and there will be more and more encounters with this kind of thing. It is okay to disclose it to Zhao Qin, even if he does not tell him, he will gradually find out.

Zhao Qin shut up obediently.

"Meow, tell me, tell me or not, or if you don't, I will roast you."

Suddenly, Sansan appeared out of nowhere.

It's not out of thin air, he came out of the space world, and Nan Zheng is within the shortest distance, so he can enter and exit the space and the real world at will.

Sansan not only jumped out by himself, but also held a big golden-red fish in its claws. The big fish kept thumping and splashing water to everyone.

Kiki squatted flexibly to dodge.

Xiaolu looked left and right, but before she could find a place to hide, she was grabbed by a big hand and hugged her tightly, smelling the familiar breath, Xiaolu raised her head and let out a soft cry.

"Ah~"

Nan Zheng couldn't resist the temptation, so he lowered his head and kissed his moist eyes.

Xiaolu closed it subconsciously, and couldn't help but open it again. Seeing that Ah Ma didn't move again, her eyes were a little regretful, but also a little expectant. It was soft, her heart was beating so fast, and she still wanted to do something.

A low chuckle sounded from the top of his head, followed by a soft touch, under the brow mark, then down, nose, eyelids, and finally...

"puff!"

Zhao Qin swore that he definitely didn't intend to make a sound to disturb him. He wiped the water off his face, and didn't dare to look at the gloomy face of the boss. His emotions, Zhao Qin, can also be recorded in the Nan Clan's annals.

The fish Sansan caught was the poor flounder.

The flounder is now in a narrow, small vase, the kind that doesn't have much water in it.