Rookie's Jedi Strikes Back

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Just as Su Zhou exited the game, the cell phone beside him rang.

The audience in front of the computer screen seemed to be aware of it, and the bullet screens were all "Don't leave", "I have to work overtime again", and "I feel sorry for Zhouzhou".

Su Zhou glanced at the barrage and thought it was funny.

He usually answered the phone live and never turned off the voice, because he felt that there was nothing to avoid.Therefore, his career is very transparent and open, and he feels that there is no need to hide it.

After all, it is a serious job of a white-clothed angel who blogs people's favor.

The little nurse on the phone spoke like a machine gun as always.

"Doctor Su, the blood pressure of the patient on bed 6 is a little low, and the heartbeat of the patient on bed 7 is a little fast. Come here quickly."

Su Zhou hummed to indicate that he heard it, and hung up the phone before the end of the sound was finished.

Suzhou is used to it.

Who made him like men?

"No matter how handsome he is, the little nurses in the hospital can only look at him and not eat. Who wants to show courteousness to him and maintain his image." Said the director of their cardiac surgery department.

Su Zhou put his mobile phone away, got up and picked up the clothes on the side, and said into the microphone while wearing, "I'm going to work overtime, see you another day."

After finishing speaking, he didn't look at how the barrage persuaded him to stay, or how the crowd lamented. He bent down and clicked to close the live broadcast without hesitation.He picked up the key next to the table, walked quickly to the door, opened and closed the door, and went to the parking lot to drive.

The place where Su Zhou lives is not too far from the hospital, and it takes only 15 minutes to drive there.

He hurried to the duty room, greeted the doctors and nurses on duty, and chatted with them about the patient's condition in a low voice.

After chatting for a few words and making sure that everything was under control, several people breathed a sigh of relief and started chatting.

A doctor at the Chinese Medicine Hospital suddenly smiled and said: "The current patients are really disobedient. I took over a 20-year-old boy before. He said that he was born prematurely and weak. Since then, he has been ill, and his family asked him to rest for half a year to study recuperation."

"You said that since it's recuperating, you shouldn't rest at home, but this young man knows how to run out every day. A few days ago, he took the train to Tibet with money, saying that he wanted to 'experience the piety of worship', but it turned out that Before I was halfway there, I was dizzy from altitude sickness, and passers-by called 120 and then 110, and the police sent me back the same way.”

"You said, isn't this just making yourself suffer. It will take another half a month to recover."

The little nurses on the side all laughed.

Su Zhou also chuckled.

I have been a doctor for a long time, and I have met everyone. Sometimes colleagues just chat with each other, and I can hear all kinds of absurd things from all over the world.This can be regarded as a life experience, and it is quite interesting.

But he still wants to meet this "a little rebellious" little boy, he has quite a personality.

As soon as Su Zhou's thought flashed through, a nurse's shout came from outside the door.

"Doctor Su, the patient in room 201 is a little abnormal."

He stopped laughing and responded.

"coming."

Before Yan Xiaohan secretly turned off the computer, he went to the door and took a look at the situation downstairs.

Lao Yan was still watching TV with his legs crossed. His mother came out of the kitchen and sat next to him, peeling an apple for him as a token of atonement.But Lao Yan obviously doesn't know what "accept as soon as it's good" means.

"Why don't you cut the apple into pieces, otherwise how can I eat it when it's so big?"

"Hey! Where's the fork? Where's the fork? It's not clean!"

His mother glanced at him sharply, and Lao Yan shrank his neck uselessly, muttering in a low voice: "I'm a sick person now, and my body is weak. If I eat something unclean and get infected, you won't have a place to cry." .”

Seeing his mother rolling her eyes, Yan Xiaohan held back his breath and went to the kitchen to get him a fork.

He sneered and laughed.

Mrs. Yan, who was able to hear the sound, raised her head and vented her anger at the people upstairs: "Yan Xiaohan! Why haven't you slept yet! You brat knows how to run around all day long, and I'll take care of you when you faint! One or two really don't worry, what happened to me in my previous life will be the scourge of you two!"

Madam Yan's complaints are still pouring in.

Yan Xiaohan hurriedly closed the door, and yelled: "I know, I know, I'm going to sleep now!"

No wonder!

He returned to the computer and glanced at the game's friend request list.

What's going on, it's been so long and the friend request hasn't come yet, maybe there's something wrong with the system.

Yan Xiaohan propped his chin and clicked around with the mouse, and finally couldn't help but click on the list of friend requests.

"It must be a system problem, why don't I apply and try again?"

He rubbed his hands, ready to enter his friend's nickname.

"What's his name? Oh, yes, Zeus."

After the input is complete, click Apply to add a friend, and the system will display that it has been sent.

"Okay, okay, I can barely give you a friend seat." Yan Xiaohan thought cheerfully.

Yan Xiaohan lay on the bed with his legs crossed, his hands behind his head, his mobile phone was placed beside him, turned on, and he listened to Lin Fei's rambunctious chatter.

"...Hey, Xiaohan, you are still comfortable. It's so cool to lie down at home and play games for half a year. I heard that you went to Tibet not long ago. How is it? Is the scenery beautiful?"

Yan Xiaohan gritted his teeth and hissed.

This bad boy is really the one who can't open the pot.

"Also, let me tell you, the chicken eating competition was recently held in the school. It is said that some club is trying to select high-quality, high-tech and high-conscious competitive talents. When I heard, hey, this talent does not mean Me? I hurriedly signed up."

Chicken eating competition?

Yan Xiaohan put down his crossed legs, sat up, and listened with his ears pricked up.

But Lin Fei changed the subject again.

"Uncle and aunt are in good health, how is your health?"

Yan Xiaohan knew that this person did it on purpose, so he snorted coldly, picked up his phone and yelled.

"Yo, Xiao Hanhan finally spoke."

"Shut up and get to the point."

"Then are you telling me to shut up or get to the point!"

"Don't tell me I'm dead!"

"Don't," Lin Fei continued to say seriously after teasing Yan Xiaohan enough, "It's the game you asked me to borrow an account for. A club started recruiting people, so they held a college league to select people from among them."

"Who are you teaming up with?" Yan Xiaohan narrowed his eyes and said coldly.

Lin Fei laughed loudly: "Xiao Mian, I signed up for you. My brother will take you to eat chicken."

That's what it looks like.

Yan Xiaohan snorted in a good mood, and said again: "Okay, I know, hang up."

Yan's mother knocked on the door for a long time, and finally couldn't help but opened the door and poked her head inside and shouted: "Yan Xiaohan! What are you doing, why don't you hurry up and get dressed and leave! The appointment time with Dr. Zhao is coming soon. , what are you still moaning about!"

Yan Xiaohan fell on the bed when he heard the words, covered his eyes with his hands in pain, and replied weakly: "I see."

If he had known that he would have to drink that bitter traditional Chinese medicine again after returning from a trip to Tibet, then he would have seriously considered it before taking action.

He got out of bed hesitantly, put on his coat reluctantly, and took his phone slowly.

It just so happened that the phone rang, it was a WeChat message from Lin Fei.

Lin Fei: I forgot to mention that the preliminary round is at 20:[-] pm on May NO.[-], so don't be late.

After reading it, Yan Xiaohan put away his phone and walked out slowly.

It's only the beginning of April, it's still early, and he has to take the opportunity to practice more, so that he can show his power as a bully on the field.

he thinks.