Xiaohong looked at the lewd smile on Xu San's lips and knew that he was not thinking of anything good now.
Sure enough, Xu San smiled and said to her, "How about I use my body to compensate?" After saying that, he made a bodybuilder's move.
There was a flush on Xiaohong's face, "Humph, who cares? Besides, your body is mine. Change it!" As she said that, she looked at Hua Zejin.
Hua Zejin didn't refuse as eagerly as Xiaohong. Instead, she walked to Xu San, pressed Xu San's elastic muscles with her hands, and then licked her tongue.
This action scared Xu San to death.
Xu San knew what Hua Zejin was doing. He was a researcher in the water supply unit. Although he was a doctor on the surface, he was doing experiments on humans behind the scenes. Hua Zejin's action of licking his lips just now reminded him of the guinea pigs and the people who were persecuted by the water supply troops.
Looking at Hua Zejin's eyes again, although it was hidden deeply, there was still a hint of greed.
Could it be that labor and management are seeking death again this time?
Xu San was pounding in his heart, thinking about how he would refuse if Hua Zejin really made an unreasonable request.
Xiaohong on the other side also felt that Hua Zejin's state was not right. According to his thinking, he naturally thought of the in-depth communication between men and women.
The fragrant picture filled her brain for a moment and made her heart flutter, but she immediately shook her head and told herself that Xu San was her brother-in-law and she couldn't be tempted. It was just pretending now and acting!
But the woman named Hua Ze in front of me is really annoying. Looking at her like this, she is obviously greedy for her brother-in-law's body.
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Sure enough, as Xiaohong expected, Hua Zejin touched Xu San for a long time and then said, "I accept your compensation. Your body belongs to me for the time being." After saying that, he took out her That little book recorded something in it.
Xiaohong pouted and snorted coldly, then closed her eyes and looked at Xu San fiercely to see how she would deal with this old woman.
As for Xu San, his heart felt so cold at this moment. He felt so cold that he was like a white mouse in a cage, waiting to be slaughtered.
Hua Zejin put away the pen and notebook, and then said, "Let's go and have breakfast. The miso soup in the hospital cafeteria tastes very authentic. You can have some of this."
Xu San nodded, still thinking about how Hua Zejin would study his problem.
Xu San didn't catch a cold when it came to things like Wei Zeng, and the food was tasteless.
Seeing Xu San's lack of appetite, Hua Zejin asked, "Why, does the taste here not suit your appetite?"
Xu San shook his head and said, "I can't taste it, maybe it's a sequelae."
Hua Zejin quickly put down the bowl and looked at Xu San's face carefully, "I'll do another test on you later."
"Oh, okay, Xu San agreed absentmindedly." At this time, he had already smashed the jar and thought to himself, it was sliced anyway, and it would be the same whether it was sliced horizontally or vertically.
After a hasty breakfast, Hua Zejin took Xu San for a checkup.
In this era, there were not as many large-scale instruments as in later generations, but there were still electrocardiograms. But what Xu San didn't expect the most was that there was an electroencephalogram in this hospital.
This ancient equipment is very large in size, and the power supply voltage stabilizing component accounts for a large part.
Xu San did not rush to do the electroencephalogram, but started to circle around the machine with great interest.
Hua Zejin didn't stop him and let Xu San watch. Anyway, as long as he didn't move around, it would be fine.
After Xu San made two turns, Xu San squatted in front of the machine and whispered, "Model i..., not bad, it's made of vacuum tubes."
On the side of the bypass, I looked at the manufacturing area and couldn't help but ask, "Mrass, this is an old American product. It's 38 years old. Is it new enough?"
The staff member in charge of the EEG was surprised. He didn't expect the patient to speak English. "Yes, this is the latest product from the United States. There are only three units in China."
"There are three stations, that's quite a lot. Old Americans like to engage in technological blockades. It seems that you have a good chance of getting three stations! Hmm..." Xu San raised his head and looked at the staff, "I also know a few hospitals. But let me ask you if you need this kind of equipment. If they need it, I can help you contact them, but the agency fee..."
The staff was confused by Xu San's series of irrelevant words, and they didn't know how to answer.
Looking at this machine, Xu San really liked it more and more.
I really want to sweep it away.
What a great machine, but it takes up too much space, and getting power back is a problem. Xu San thinks that even if he gets one set now, it might not be used by the Eighth Route Army.
Because this thing may not look big, but it is a precision instrument, and no one will be able to use it.
However, at this moment, Xu San already had a plan in his mind. If he had the chance, he would still let it sweep him away. It didn't matter whether the Eighth Route Army would use it or not. Anyway, he would be safe.
As for the operators and medical staff, just tie up a few.
It’s not like Xu San has done this before, and there’s no pressure on him if he does it again.
After looking at it for a while, Xu San lay down on the black operating table and complained, "The black color is not good. It can easily cause bad associations for patients and may affect the data."
"Then what color does Conan-kun suggest to change it to?" Hua Zejin asked.
Xu San thought about the decoration style of later hospitals, and then said, "Dark green or white, light gray, these colors have less impact on the heart."
"Okay, I'll take note of Conan-kun's suggestions first. If there is a chance, we will make corresponding improvements."
Xu San said "Yeah" and stopped talking.
Then Hua Zejin touched Xu San's head and asked, "I suggest that Mr. Conan should cut his hair so that it is easier to collect data."
"Then cut it off. I was bald when I came too far last time." Xu San happily agreed to Hua Zejin's suggestion.
Five minutes later, the bald Xu San lay down on the operating table again.
Looking at the pile of colorful wires and unknown metal connectors, Xu San suddenly felt inexplicably nervous.
In order to divert his attention, he looked at Hua Zejin and said, "You don't have any requirements this time, right? Do you want to prepare the skin next time?"
"Down below?" Hua Zejin looked at Xu San's bald head, and then gradually shifted his gaze downwards, "Conan-kun, do you really want to? If so, let me do it this time."
Hua Zejin's voice was a little teasing and a little cold, which was not her usual style at all.
That made Xu San shiver in his heart, thinking that the teasing might have gone too far this time.
In order to avoid unnecessary harm, he quickly said, "No, it has nothing to do with the electroencephalogram, so I won't bother Ms. Huazawa."
"Then please Conan-kun to coordinate well. After completing this EEG, we have to go to Panasonic Dazuo's place!"
"Okay!" Xu San agreed, simply closed his eyes and stopped looking at those scary wires. At the same time, he secretly ran the qi training technique to stabilize his mentality.
