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Chapter 512

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    The twisting melon is not sweet. She couldn't judge whether Tian Xiaoju said was true. The time for the two people was indeed short. If she insisted on her opinion at this time, she would not say a bit, and finally put pressure on Tian Xiaoju.

    Hugging her hard, "Sister, you will have a good marriage."

    Tian Xiaoju, who has long since learned to be submissive, smiled openly, "The fact that I know you is God's love for me. Ah Ning, there are many kinds of happiness. I feel that I am very happy now."

    Having a confidant in life is enough. She is doomed to be lonely in this life and has no aspirations in her heart. Even if it is short-lived, she does not feel regretful. The only thing she is sorry for is Zhou Ning's enthusiasm for herself.

    The frustration in my heart is gone, and the food I eat tastes better.  Xu Yangyang is a chatterbox, complaining about Zhou Ning's defiance, and hoping that she will not take part in a test like this for mortals, which is just to scorn them who have low IQ.

    There will be exams in the afternoon. The teachers and classmates at the school all treat her as if she doesn't exist and just do their own thing.

    The only people who are probably affected are people like Zhao Fan who are jealous of her talent, her beauty, and everything she has.

    After two days of exams, there was a sit-in at the door of Jin Yi Jue Medical Center.

    Zhang Bin was very surprised when he got the news.

    "Jin Yijue? Didn't you just hold a free clinic a few days ago?"

    A colleague who stayed in the newspaper office said, "It just happened at the free clinic."

    He looked at Zhang Bin and asked curiously, "You didn't go out for interviews with your teacher?"

    Wang Xin left half an hour ago. Zhang Bin smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I have other work on hand."

    He is isolated.

    Yes, Wang Xin is right. An intern who outshines an old reporter who has been working for several years or even more than ten years will definitely be squeezed out. These days, he clearly feels the neglect of his colleagues, and some people even give him a small compliment.  Shoes to wear.

    "Are you making trouble? Let's go join in the fun."

    Zhou Ning can¡¯t wait to see it. She must read Jin Xue¡¯s jokes and step on her when necessary to show her importance and care for ¡°Jin Yijue¡±.

    Those who meditated had white cloth strips tied around their heads, with words such as "Jin Yijue sells fake medicine" written in ink on them. Everyone had a pool of herbs in front of them, and the already crowded doorway was now blocked.

    Zhou Ning took out the maza under her arm and a pack of spiced melon seeds in her hand. Looking for a good viewing angle, Zhou Ning sat down.

    "Uncle, what's the reason for this? Isn't Jinyi a famous Chinese medicine clinic in Beijing?"

    "Bah! What's famous for? You're famous for cheating people! You're a wicked person who smokes and sells fake medicines to cheat people."

    "Fake medicine? It's impossible, right?" She exclaimed exaggeratedly, spitting out the melon seed peels in her mouth with a "tui" sound.

    "Look, I am also a victim. Do you think this is a real herbal medicine?"

    The uncle poured the herbs in the bag on the ground. Everyone looked at it and said, "Hey, isn't this feed for pigs?"  Why are they all in a group?  Is there scary green hair on it?

    "Uncle, it hasn't rained these past few days. Why are your herbs still growing hair?"

    "Nonsense, this is not moldy hair, this is the essence of herbal medicine."

    The uncle scolded angrily, "This is the answer Jin Yijue gave us. What the hell, do you treat people like two hundred and fifty? Give herbal essence? Can't I even tell the difference between mold and hair?"

    Zhou Ning slandered, don¡¯t blame others for lying to you. With your intelligence, you boil water to drink even though you know it¡¯s mold?

    "Uncle, what disease do you have? What kind of herbs are these? Where is Jin Yijue's prescription?"

    "My feet were scratched. After asking me a few questions, they prescribed me a bunch of medicine and told me to boil water and drink it at home. I drank two meals, but the rotten feet were not cured. I had diarrhea every day. Look at my sallow complexion and thin skin.  In two more days, I will have to go down to see Marx." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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