An Ping suddenly glared at Yao Zhifei and rolled his eyes: "Hey, boy, don't guess, we are not the kind of relationship you think!" At this time, Yao Zhifei's face was a desolate expression, with a bit of lust and ambiguous teasing. At first glance, you know that he was thinking about it.

Anping denied it, and Yao Zhifei's face turned into surprise: "Ah? No! I thought you were..."

"Of course not! How could we get together? 17 years old! It's all the same age as the same girl!" Anping was a little excited. Yao Zhifei supported his head and listened, picked up the wine glass and gently touched his wine glass and took a sip of red wine. Anping picked up the wine glass and drank half of it.

"We have a business relationship!" An Ping rolled his eyes again. The one with the whites of his eyes was very tasteful, and the whites of his eyes were both noble and deep, with a little contempt. It was obviously as accurate as the electronic devices in his hands.

"Business relationship?"

"Yes! Business relationship."

"You do business? How to buy and sell human organs?" There were many wounded soldiers in the hospital, and there were many dead. The first one that Yao Zhifei thought of was this.

"Bad!"

“Buy and sell medicines?”

"Things are nothing!"

“Human test transaction?”

"Nonsense!"

Yao Zhifei looked at An Ping blankly, not knowing what to say below, alcohol played a slightly red face. His face was slightly red due to alcohol and emotions, as well as the intense questions and answers just now. But An Ping on the opposite side looked much more serious than him. Even his ears were red, his eyelids were slightly heavier, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to have become flat under the influence of alcohol. I don’t know if it was the effect of red wine or the effect of mood, An Ping looked a little younger than in the laboratory. The lights in the bar seemed to have a little more unrestrained feeling. Well, it looked like an old guy. Yao Zhifei couldn’t help thinking.

"Hmph, I originally thought that if I lasted for two days, Sun Jiali would come to me by herself, but she could control herself and never came! Let you, a little guy who doesn't know anything, deal with me here."

"Oh?" Although Yao Zhifei was a little dizzy, his mind was still clear. "Cheer?" He repeated. He had not had any contact with Sun Jiali in the past two days, because when he contacted Sun Jiali, he would not get anything other than scolding. But this cannot be revealed. "Hehe, do you know?" Yao Zhifei asked with his eyes shook.

"Hmph! Nonsense! How can I not understand her? Everything is in her hands, it is all conditions! It is all tools. To be honest, it would be a loss if she doesn't become a businessman!"

"How do you say this?"

"Just rely on this matter and patience! You can see everything when using people, and you still need to explain it clearly?" An Ping's eyes were a little fluttering.

"Then... what's going on? You're so confused about me! Do it!" Yao Zhifei said. He touched Anping's wine glass again, meaning that he would urge him to drink another half of the glass. Anton did not hesitate to think about it and dried up half of the red wine again.

"Before you come over to talk about mechanical drawings, I asked him for another resource!"

"What resources?" Yao Zhifei asked.

"Your hospital is a key hospital of the military department. Have you ever noticed those wounded soldiers? After they were injured, many bones were supported by steel tools. However, on the battlefield every day, many mechanical soldiers died in the Mechanical City! When I was idle, I studied those mechanical metals, which are very good alloys! Since the hospital needs a lot of steel tools to replace the original bones of the warriors every day, why not use these metals to do the same job? I melted the mechanical metals in the laboratory and refilled the steel tools. It is a good choice in terms of hardness and substitutability! Hehe, the quality is high and the price is low. I can complete the equipment production in the laboratory, and the hospital only needs to pay me a little money..."

"But Sun Jiali actually disagrees! This stupid woman!"

"So, you are quarreling with her on this matter?" Yao Zhifei's eyes were dim.

Anping lay on the table and replied in a muffled voice: "Yes!"

Central Hospital, morning.

The head nurse Luo Guangnan is 40 years old. Although she has a good figure, she has many spots on her face. If she doesn't have these spots, it would be Xu Niang. Unfortunately, she has these spots, and the spots are still concentrated on her face, which is extremely eye-catching. Xiaomai said that she has been there many times but can't get rid of them, but this is a very lucky thing.

"Why?" Tong Liya asked. There are almost no women in the world who don't love beauty, but what will happen when they can regard unbeauty as luck?

"Because those wounded soldiers saw his face, they had no idea and were completely disappointed!" Xiaomai said lightly.

"Ah?" Tong Liya smiled so much that everyone loved her, and flowers bloomed. However, she laughed twice but suddenly stopped and said with a wavy head: "Um... it seems to make some sense." Thinking of the two wounded soldiers that day, she felt that she couldn't laugh anymore. This is a realistic problem. The head nurse's good looks may not be a good thing.

As he was speaking, the head nurse walked in quickly: "How did you check the rounds? Who was on duty last night??"

"What's wrong?" Tong Liya asked.

"Why did the disinfection light in Ward 565 turn on all night? Who is on duty? Why didn't it turn off at night?"

Nurse Juanzi whispered, "It's me and Xiaoling." The two young nurses' voices were small, which could be slightly louder than the mosquito's voice.

The head nurse shouted: "You go and see now! What is the patient's face dark now!"

"Ah?" Tong Liya and Xiaomai immediately ran towards Ward 565. The ultraviolet light was used for disinfection. The light was turned on for one night, which was like staying in radiation for one night. Under such strong radiation, people would be seriously injured. When they arrived at the ward, they saw a black and red-looking soldier lying on the ward, groaning while holding the quilt with his hands.

"You stay here to clean up, I'll get the medicine. The head nurse must have notified the dermatologist at this time, and the patient doesn't need to change the ward." Xiaomai said, and then left in a hurry. Tong Liya looked at her head. The disinfection lamp had been turned off and the cleaner on the ground had cleaned it. There was nothing to clean up. A square corner of paper was exposed under the pillow of the wounded soldier. Tong Liya moved the patient slightly to half, pulled up the pillow, and pulled out the white paper.

I changed a painting on the white paper, with long hair, and it was the one who painted myself again!

"Damn!" he cursed in a low voice.

After thinking for a moment, she guessed that the injured soldier was painting this at night on the light! She turned her head and left the ward and headed straight for the nurse's room. The nurse's room was empty. She found a pair of scissors from the pile of equipment and cut her long hair clean in just a few strokes.

It happened that she had finished cutting her hair, and Xiaomai walked in and said strangely: "Are you crazy? What are you doing if you cut such good hair?"

Tong Liya looked at her short hair in the mirror and compared it, saying, "Do you look like a... a tomboy?"

Xiaomai turned from the left to look, then looked from the right to look, and smiled and said, "Well, that's right, it's more like a fierce girl."
Chapter completed!