Sleepless Doctor

　　 Wei Dabao watched the excitement at the door.

　　 I rushed back to sleep in the provincial capital yesterday, but was called by Section Chief Wu, and he didn't even get up. People are big cows, and looking for things on their own is to give a chance to hug the thigh.

　　 went home and fell asleep again. After getting up, he heard that someone was making trouble in the Chinese Medicine Hospital. Wei Dabao is also a good believer, he went to see what happened overnight.

　　 This time Lao Yang is unlucky. Wei Dabao is a little bit sad, but he can't do much.

　　 Today, Wei Dabao is on duty, and the office building is noisy. He saw that there was nothing wrong, so he ran to see what was going on.

　　 He didn't dare to go in either. Who knows if this group will see the white clothes and fight. I heard that there was a medical disturbance in Hunan. Even the 7-month pregnant nurse was aborted.

　　 The gentleman does not stand under the dangerous wall, Wei Dabao knows this.

　　 Although he is not a gentleman, he can still see the height of his eyebrows.

　　 Watching the eight big men carrying the coffin into the office building, Wei Dabao trembled. This thing is so unlucky, it's over, this time it looks pretty choking. Lao Yang can't escape, it's impossible to escape.

　　 There were bursts of crying in the office building, which disturbed Wei Dabao's mind. Could the Chinese Medicine Hospital be bought like a county hospital? I have an establishment. Although the establishment in the township is not valuable, it is not a state official.

　　 He sighed, squatted into the distance, and looked at the office building in a daze.

　　 Is the next step to beating people?

　　Ji Fei Gou jumped, Section Chief Duan’s old arms and legs might not be able to hold him a few times. If you really get a broken bone, will you go up to save someone or not? What if you rush up and even hit yourself?

　　 Soon, the office building went quiet, deathly silence. Wei Dabao didn't think it was okay, so he carried the coffin in. This was an immortal practice.

　　 A few minutes before and after it stops making trouble? That's impossible!

　　 Feeling apprehensive, Wei Dabao's eyelids suddenly twitched and saw five silver-white BMW X5s driving over.

　　 It's over, this guy's! Look at this family, I am afraid that there are wealthy relatives in the provincial capital, and the BMW X5 must not be hundreds of thousands? There are 5 units in one opening. Gee!

　　 Wei Dabao was envious in his heart, and even more worried. They are not bad at all, so what kind of immortal did Lao Yang provoke?

　　 muttered in my heart, hoping that the convoy would just pass by. But contrary to expectations, the convoy drove straight into the Chinese Medicine Hospital and drove to the gate of the office building.

　　 A little Taoist wearing a robes got out of the car and opened the rear door of the BMW X5 in the middle.

　　The familiar figure walked down, Wei Dabao was taken aback for a moment, then overjoyed, he stood up and greeted, "Master!"

　　 Taoist Taoist Lin is a little thin, wearing a Taoist robe, fairy-wind and Taoist bones, with a faint air of dust.

　　 Wei Dabao got up a bit violently, and his blood pressure dropped. He stabilised in a daze, and quickly ran over in small steps.

　　 "Huh?" Lin Daoshi heard Wei Dabao calling himself, and looked back, his expression serious, "Wei Dabao?"

　　 "Master, it's me! Wait for me!" Wei Dabao shouted.

　　 Taoist frowned slightly, waited for Wei Dabao to run over and said, "I'm not your master, how many times have I said it!"

　　 "Okay, Master."

　　 Tao Shi Lin shook his head and didn't say much. He turned around and entered the office building surrounded by a group of people.

　　 Stepping forward, the Taoist priest was startled.

　　 In the middle of the hall of the office building, a black coffin is thick and gloomy. In the coffin, a young man wearing sunglasses was lying inside, his hands in black lambskin gloves on his chest, his face calm.

　　 "Little Master..." The Taoist priest was startled.

　　 I just finished calling myself yesterday, why did I die today? Suddenly, I felt sad, and the circles of my eyes were red.

　　 wrong!

　　Looking at the little uncle in the coffin, his face was peaceful and ruddy, not like a dead person, maybe he just died. Or maybe Xiao Shishu called himself yesterday to see him?

　　 Thinking of this, Lin Daoshi could no longer contain the sadness in his heart, and tears slipped down.

　　He held the coffin in his hand and cried and said, "Little Master, I am one step late, one step..."

　　 "Who is so mourning!" A voice rang coldly in the ear of the Taoist.

　　 The Taoist priest was supporting the coffin and weeping bitterly. He was immersed in the sadness of missing the last side. Suddenly I heard someone talking to me, and a gloomy feeling slipped from the base of his tail to the back of his head.

　　 Mom, is this resurrected? ! The Taoist priest almost sat on the ground in fright.

　　 At the moment of electric light and stone fire, the Taoist priest firmly grasped the coffin, and then he barely made a fool of himself.

　　 "Howl, what a scream, I'll kill you!" Wu Mian said coldly, with blue veins on both sides of the forehead showing up, his right hand clenched a fist, and the black lambskin gloves made a creaking sound.

　　 "Little Master, it's me!" Taoist said quickly.

　　 He has already guessed what might be the misunderstanding, Xiao Shishu did not die. This little uncle was unexpected, and it seemed possible to sleep in the coffin.

　　 "How many times have you said it~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Don't call me the little uncle! You are the little uncle, and your family is all the little uncle!" Wu Mian was affected by his sleep, and his temper was a bit irritable.

　　 It's a rare restraint to endure without hitting anyone.

　　 "Yes, yes, our family is a little uncle." The Taoist priest did not get angry, wiped his tears, smiled and stroked his beard, and said, "Little uncle, are you sleeping?"

　　 "Yes, I heard you howling when I was about to fall asleep!" Wu Mian said angrily.

　　 The Taoist glanced at the corner of his eyes, and he already knew what had happened. He smiled slightly and said, "Little Master, you called me yesterday for this."

　　 "What?" Wu Mian raised her head, a flash of light flashed on her sunglasses, "I'm looking for you to do something, but what's wrong with you?"

　　 "Haha, you are my little uncle, let's not talk about this outsider." The Taoist said, beckoning, and a Taoist with a hair bun came over.

　　 When Wei Dabao saw this, he could not help but laugh. The big brother and himself have a special behavior, and he also said that he is not from the line of Laoyashan, and that this shameless energy was taught by a master.

　　 "Mingyue, ask where they are from, and if they have anything to do with our mountain gate."

　　 Xiaodao Tong Zuoyi came to the crowd and asked loudly, "Who is the sufferer?"

　　 The villagers were dumbfounded when they saw the long forest road of Laoyashan drifting over. Now that Mingyue Daotong came to inquire, the simple and honest middle-aged man said in a whisper, "Daoist, it's me."

　　 "Where is the person?"

　　 "Lijiagou has three rows, five groups and twelve teams, Dong Gou is left."

　　 Mingyue took out a tablet from the box and started to inquire.

　　 Wu Mian frowned and asked, "Lao Lin, you are really advancing with the times, why don't you have face recognition?"