"What am I doing?"
Mu Yiqi held the seat back with both hands and struggled to move his body back that was about to slide down.
He leaned against the back of the chair and gasped for a while, pointed at the little nurse behind the reception desk, and said:
"Did you see that girl? She turned out to be a popular internet celebrity. I introduced her to come here as a nurse. I..."
After he said these words, he suddenly felt tight in his chest and short of breath. He couldn't hold a breath, and the second half of the words stayed in his throat.
Mu Yigui raised his hand and waved it gently, indicating that Liang De, who had used his natural power, did not need to treat him.
"It's useless. This is a sign of my lack of virility. It's useless even if Uncle Chang comes. I can just take it easy myself."
Liang De looked at the former martial arts master who was so weak that he couldn't help but feel a little sad.
He turned on Du Gongtai's signature on the deputy director-level virginity certificate and temporarily gained the ability to check a man's morality.
There are still two rings of masculine halo around Mu Yiqi's body, but the halo that represents his status as a virtuous Shudra has become thinner than a hair.
The small holes all over the surface of the halo are densely packed like a honeycomb, and some holes have penetrated the fragile halo of male virtue.
No wonder Brother Gui is so vain... He is only one step away from the male De Dalit. Teacher Du's divine punishment is about to enter the final stage. Let alone him, even the powerful Qing Jie may not be able to withstand it.
Liang De couldn't help but think of his own situation.
Of course, Jieyuan Walker can stay away from the hustle and bustle of the world and live in seclusion, randomly traveling to a distant world that no one knows about, and staying there without even going to the gathering of rivers and seas. Naturally, he will not be arbitrarily played by these evil giants who are rampant in all realms on both sides of the Taiwan Strait.
But in order to find a way back to the ancient blue star, he could only rely on the resources and power of Teacher Fengxian.
In order to travel to Thunder Bluff at public expense, it is inevitable that he will come into contact with those company executives on Qinggeng Peak. He cannot hide away even if he wants to. Who knows what will happen in the future.
If I had not taken refuge under Teacher Fengxian, I would have been like Brother Gui once I offended some evil god or other powerful person.
Once the backstage of the Thunder Evil Sect is gone, if Zhou Bofu, the number two figure in the Compound Eye Organization, comes to trouble me, what can I do in front of that golden-winged fierce bird that covers the sky with naughty words? Does body language express the subtext of not wanting to die?
Liang De helplessly touched the stubble on his chin.
Everyone has nothing to do, the old man has nothing to do, Sheng Wuxu who killed the old man has nothing to do, and Teacher Fengxian who killed Sheng Wuxu also has nothing to do.
Is their helplessness more advanced than mine? How to express the helpless sense of luxury? Are they not as sad as me when they are helpless?
Maybe I don't understand these people above, but Brother Gui... I can understand Brother Gui's helplessness.
When some people see someone else being unlucky, they will look for faults in the unlucky person, thinking that the unlucky person is not strong enough, smart enough, hardworking enough, self-disciplined enough, disciplined enough... and so on.
Because in this way, these people can say to themselves:
As long as I am strong enough, smart enough, hardworking enough and self-disciplined enough, I will never become like an unlucky person.
How nice it is to gain both a sense of superiority and a sense of security.
However, Liang De knew that he was not much better than Mu Yigui, but he was not as unlucky as Mu Yigui and had a little more luck than him.
Liang De sympathizes with Mu Yigui who is being manipulated by the male evil god. However, if Mu Yigui wants to manipulate the lives of these girls, what is the difference between him and the evil god?
Mu Yigui was still caressing his chest and adjusting his breath. Liang De gathered the documents in his hands and put them on his lap, saying:
"Brother Gui, I read the documents. You put these forty-eight beautiful girls into all walks of life and let them be doctors, nurses, judges, lawyers...
What do you want to do, open a full-professional harem and enjoy the rest of your life before you die?
Brother Gui, we are not fairy emperors. If entering Sheng Wuxu Private High School after death and surviving to graduate can be considered a kind of luck, we are just ordinary people with relatively good luck. At most, you are a little handsome.
What qualifications do we have to do such a thing, and Brother Gui, you don’t even want to do it, Brother Gui, you have a harem, what’s the use of a harem? "
Mu Yigui had just mixed it thoroughly in one breath, and when he heard Liang De's words, he coughed in anger.
"Cough, cough... Say it again, damn, you can't get it if you don't lift it, otherwise I'll be the first to infect you!"
Liang De followed the good path:
"Brother Gui, I told you not to lift anymore, what's the use of doing this.
“Okay, okay, if you like listening so much, take out your phone and record it.
"I'll say it again, Brother Gui, why don't you lift it!"
His last words resounded through the sky, and the entire clinic hall was buzzing.
With a roar, all the men, women and children in the waiting area looked over.
Seeing the appearance of Mu Yigui, the woman's face was filled with pity and the man's face was filled with joy.
Mu Yiqi was stared at by hundreds of pairs of eyes, as if he was being held up by hundreds of interlaced laser beams, with his mouth wide open and unable to move.
"I'm not, I didn't..."
Liang De: "What don't you have?"
"I didn't want to have a harem..."
"Brother Yigui!"
The pretty little nurse at the reception desk blushed with embarrassment and mustered up the courage to shout:
"I don't mind! I want to face it with you.
"Walking with you, the future is bright!"
The young nurse's brave confession moved the onlookers. Warm applause broke out in the waiting area, and many old ladies burst into tears.
What a nice little girl and boy, but I am not in good health and I don’t know if medicine is of any use.
"Go to work and don't cause trouble!" Mu Yiqi covered his face and leaned back, rubbing the back of his neck back and forth on the back of the metal chair in pain.
Liang De looked at the little nurse and then at the wooden art regulations, grinning in anguish:
"You still said you didn't want to start a harem?!"
Mu Yigui mustered up all his strength and grabbed Liang De's collar.
"This is not the place to talk. Let's talk after we go back to the grocery store!"
Liang De's head almost exploded when he saw the blood rushing to Mu Yigui's head and face, and he did not continue his in-depth criticism of left-leaning Stallionism. A Yuan Shen Wanhua covered Mu Yigui and passed through the wall and into the air. And go.
The applause in the waiting area continued for a long time.
…
Liang De took the wooden art rules back to the underground training center of the Dongguo Ancient Boxing Department and threw the thermos cup containing Yangyuan chicken soup to Sun Xunqiao.
"Senior brother, it's no use, I'll give it back to you."
Sun Xunqiao caught the ball and passed back, "Can I still send the things you touched to Qiuqiu? What did Bai Hekong say? It's disgusting!"
Liang De nodded: "Then I'll drink it."
"Give me!"
Mu Yigui stretched out his hand tremblingly and said:
"I... I borrowed this bowl of chicken soup to replenish my energy and finish my words in one breath. I can't let you two bastards ruin my reputation during my lifetime!"
Sun Xunqiao looked confused.
What did I do? Didn’t I just make chicken soup?
