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    ?"You go out -< Piaotian Literature registered member recommends this work>-< Piaotian Literature registered member recommends this work>-" Mei Wenxin didn't want to talk more.  The scene outside the house made Mei Wenxin embarrassed to speak out.

    Yang Zongbao changed his clothes and walked out.

    "You pervert, sit still for me."

    As soon as Yang Zongbao walked out of the room, he found that Monk Hua was lying on the sofa in a shapeless manner, with his legs spread wide and his kimono almost dropped to his waist, revealing the crotch cloth tied around his crotch.  Xian's kimono was tied only by a golden coiled dragon belt at the waist.  It is only tied with a slip knot, and if it moves even slightly, the skirt will probably open wide.  The exposed parts are all covered with tattoos.  No wonder Mei Wenxin blushed just now. This monster's appearance is indeed worthy of making people blush.

    "Brother Yang's words are so sad. He came back as soon as he recovered from his illness." The monster got up from the sofa, arranged his kimono very charmingly, and finally put away the eye-catching crotch cloth.  In Yang Zongbao's eyes, crotch cloth is just diapers.

    "What do you want from me?" Yang Zongbao didn't expect Monk Hua to come to visit.

    ¡°Recently, the police asked about such a tattoo at my house.¡± Monk Hua handed a piece of photocopy paper to Yang Zongbao.

    Yang Zongbao took it and saw that it was the butterfly tattoo.

    "What's the matter?" Yang Zongbao pretended not to know, and Monk Hua didn't ask. Yang Zongbao didn't need to explain that he had seen this tattoo.

    ¡°How about I give you a big gift?¡± Monk Hua said mysteriously.

    "What kind of gift?" Yang Zongbao raised his eyebrows and looked at Monk Hua to see what he was doing.

    "I know who the owner of this tattoo is? At that time, my master also said that this was the most proud work of his life." Monk Hua looked proud.

    "What's the point? What kind of gift? What does this woman's identity have to do with me?" Yang Zongbao didn't want to care about such a matter at all, otherwise he would have told Xiaolong long ago.

    "Once this woman's identity is exposed, it will be an earthquake." The monster said nervously.

    "Anyone who can get a tattoo in that place is not a decent woman, either a mistress or a mistress. Even if she is a big shot, I am not interested." Yang Zongbao felt a vague sense of danger.  So far, the world Yang Zongbao lives in is relatively positive.  But Monk Hua is like a demon that lures people to another world, showing temptation to Yang Zongbao all the time.  Yang Zongbao knew that once he took the step forward, many of the moral positions he had adhered to for a long time would be forced to give up.

    "You don't regret it? The benefits you got from it are indescribable in words." Monk Hua was not surprised by Yang Zongbao's refusal.

    "Benefits also come with dangers. The greater the benefits, the more things you have to bet on. My own life is nothing, but I have to think about the people around me." Yang Zongbao lit a cigarette: "  Unlike you, you are just a pervert."

    "It's annoying, it's about the nature of the person. Since you don't want to, I won't say anything." In fact, Monk Hua also breathed a sigh of relief. If Yang Zongbao agreed just now, he really didn't know what to say.  When he told the woman's name and identity, he himself tied his head to his waistband.  If Yang Zongbao hadn't saved him during the epidemic, Monk Hua wouldn't have thought of giving Yang Zongbao such great wealth.

    When Monk Hua was silent, Yang Zongbao thought for a moment and said, "I won't remember anything you said to me today. Do you understand?" After speaking, Yang Zongbao stared at Monk Hua closely.  .  This is the same as the common man who is guilty of carrying a jade when he is not guilty.  Sometimes knowing something is dangerous.

    "Brother Yang, what did you say?" Hua Monk said with a sweet smile. For a moment, Yang Zongbao seemed to have seen a peerless ladyboy.

    "Are you okay?" Yang Zongbao asked suddenly.

    "Huh?" Monk Hua did not immediately understand what Yang Zongbao meant.

    "You came to my house early in the morning, dressed like a duck, to show off and show off?"

    "Brother Yang, how could you misunderstand me? What I like is women, women." Monk Hua covered his chest and beat his feet. He opened his kimono by the way, revealing a large area of ??skin with tattoos.

    "Wenxin, turn off the air conditioner." Yang Zongbao suddenly shouted outside.

    "" Monk Hua, with his head full of black lines, didn't expect Yang Zongbao to be so ruthless.

    Yang Zongbao continued to smoke, waiting for Monk Hua¡¯s reaction.  As time goes by, the temperature of the room becomes lower and lower.  Monk Hua gradually pulled up his clothes to cover his skin.

    "What's the matter with you here?" Yang Zongbao flicked his cigarette.? said.

    "This? This" Monk Hua really had something wrong, which seemed a little hard to say.

    "Do you have hemorrhoids?" Yang Zongbaote despised that evildoer.  As soon as he came in the morning, he saw his butt swaying around but not sitting up straight. Yang Zongbao could only think about this.

    Unexpectedly, Yang Zongbao¡¯s guess was right. The monster finally blushed: ¡°How do you know?¡±

    "Go to my hospital for a check-up." Yang Zongbao was speechless. Monk Hua's life was not normal and he always drank. He must have hemorrhoids.  No one is perfect, no matter how gorgeous the appearance is, there will always be shortcomings.

    "But how can a stunning person like me let people explore my chrysanthemums?" Monk Hua exaggeratedly expressed his reluctance to let others touch his chrysanthemums by performing a stage play in R country.

    "Then you die." Yang Zongbao was happy and didn't care. He wanted him to see the chrysanthemums early in the morning, but there was no way.

    "This, Brother Yang, you are so cruel"

    "Stop talking nonsense, get out of here and go to the hospital." Yang Zongbao had reached the limit of his patience. He stood up, raised his foot, and kicked Monk Hua in the chest: "Damn it, you've shown me this all morning.  Disgusting thing, do you think this is a garbage collection station? I will trample you to death, you pervert"

    Monk Hua held his head and shouted: "Spare meah" The cry was gentle and desolate, with ups and downs.

    Qiangwei and Dou Wenwen saw such a scene when they came up.  In the eyes of outsiders, it seems to be some special hobbies, coupled with Hua Monk's misleading cry and gorgeous and abnormal clothes, it is impossible to avoid misunderstanding.

    But Qiangwei and Dou Wenwen are not ordinary people.  Rose frowned.  Monk Hua was secretly happy that Yang Zongbao's good days were over.

    But the scene of the woman being furious as Monk Hua imagined did not appear.  Instead, Qiangwei took off the belt from her waist, wrapped one end of the belt around her hand several times, walked step by step to Monk Hua, raised her hand and whipped it down

    "Ouch" Monk Hua screamed.

    "I'll let you have sex." Qiangwei was very angry and showed no mercy at all.

    "I'm innocent Oops" Monk Hua finally couldn't bear it anymore and could only wander around the room, but the strange thing was that no matter how Monk Hua turned around, he couldn't get rid of Qiangwei.  Rose barely misses the whip.

    Dou Wenwen narrowed her eyes when she saw the scene in front of her, obviously very dissatisfied with Monk Hua.

    Yang Zongbao let them make trouble while he went out.

    "Brother Bao." Baoguo is driving today.

    "Well, let's go to the hospital." As soon as Yang Zongbao got in the car, Baoguo forced him into a pile of documents: "Why did you give me Huaxing's documents?"

    "All the funds of Huaxing have been transferred to the project, and the working capital can only pay the wages of all employees for three months." Baoguo didn't know why he said this to Yang Zongbao: "You are the nominal successor of Huaxing.  I thought you would be interested."

    "I promised Phoenix Huaxing that she could do whatever she wants." Yang Zongbao replied, but there was no meaning on his face.

    "It was the eldest lady who lost all those funds. And I have investigated and found that all the projects were signed in the eldest lady's private name, but with Huaxing's money. In other words, now everyone in Huaxing is  Relying on the eldest lady, Huaxing is actually an empty shell." Baoguo continued to explain.

    Yang Zongbao didn¡¯t say anything. In fact, Yang Zongbao didn¡¯t expect the matter to be so serious.  After putting down the information, Yang Zongbao asked, "Didn't Yang Tianming care?"

    "I don't care."

    After receiving Baoguo's answer, Yang Zongbao smiled: "He doesn't care, so why should we be anxious?"

    ¡°¡­¡± Baoguo fell silent.  Only they can understand the riddle of this father and son duo.

    After arriving at the hospital, Baoguo went to park the car, and Yang Zongbao walked into the hospital by himself.  As soon as he entered the hospital gate, Yang Zongbao was pulled aside by a force.

    "You are seeking death." Yang Zongbao was startled. When he saw it was George, he immediately gave him a hand until George held his stomach and retreated to the wall.

    "Shh" George immediately covered Yang Zongbao's mouth, looked around, and felt relieved when he saw no one there.

    Yang Zongbao took George's big furry hands away from his mouth: "Don't worry, he's not here."

    George then relaxed: "It scared me to death. By the way, good news."

    "" Yang Zongbao wiped his mouth fiercely, waiting for George's good news.

    "AIDS has been captured." George suppressed his excitement and said in a low voice.

    "What?" This news meansIt was really an unexpected surprise for Yang Zongbao: "Take me there quickly."

    "At first, I didn't agree with your proposal to raise Liu Bochang. I thought it was a waste of money. But what I didn't expect was that some research results came out. Yang, now I have to admire your father's vision. As long as time can catch up, next year's Nobel Prize will be awarded.  The medicine prize will definitely be in our hands. It's so exciting, so exciting" George kept chattering.  In fact, Yang Zongbao is not much better. This is really exciting.  I felt as excited as if I was about to meet my lover.  Yang Zongbao can believe that if this problem is overcome, it will be a benefit to the world.  It has brought the gospel of life to the majority of aids patients.

    With his steps speeding up unconsciously, Yang Zongbao hurried towards the deepest part of the hospital.

    "Dean." Liu Bochang was waiting for Yang Zongbao at the entrance of the small courtyard.

    "Old professor, you have worked hard." Yang Zongbao held Liu Bochang's hands tightly and congratulated: "Congratulations."

    "Nothis is all the credit of the dean. You gave me such an opportunity." Liu Bochang has been an old scholar all his life and does not understand those messy social matters at all: "Now it is only a success in cell structure, and  There is no real investment in clinical trials. The next step is for the dean to provide me with some precious drugs, so" The old professor was a little shy when he said this, because precious drugs meant that Yang Zongbao needed to invest more.  Professor Liu has always been anxious since he came to Jingcheng Hospital.  Because he seemed to be spending money and not bringing any profit to the hospital at all.  This simple old professor always felt ashamed of the hospital and Yang Zongbao.  To watch without ads, please go to -< Piaotian Literature registered members recommend this work >-

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