Chapter 2029 Laryngeal Edema (Monthly Pass 66000 Plus More × 132)

"How can you, Boss Zheng, earn so much money?" Sun Ming's lover asked.

"They don't point at this at all." Sun Mingdao: "Boss Zheng mainly earns lecture fees, and the cost of live surgery. It is said that Boss Zheng bought the website, and now he is looking for ideals."

"Cut. Show me, too. If you want to scan the QR code now, you have to see Qian Qin. In the phone, there are just a bunch of numbers." Sun Ming's lover snatched the banknote detector and read it one by one. look at.

"Maslow...Forget it, you won't understand even if you tell me." Sun Ming just wanted to babble, but felt it was meaningless.

No matter what he said, nothing would make him happier than getting the cash in his hand.

When I was in the imperial capital, I just looked pretty good, but I didn't have much money. How much can a community hospital, even the director, earn.

If the first few years are good, trying to do something is money. Now that the anti-corruption campaign is so fierce, the unscrupulous Qian Sunming has no guts to earn it.

How did the former dean get in? Sun Ming knew it well.

"You know a lot!" Sun Ming's wife nagged, drinking with a smile, "You said that the child came back from graduation, can you arrange for him to go to Boss Zheng?"

Speaking of this, Sun Ming was a little depressed.

I told Director Kong two times in a cryptic manner, but was rejected by the old fox.

Thinking of this, he sighed, and said, "Dean Lin of Imperial Tumor, his daughter graduated from Harvard with a Ph.D., and forced her into Boss Zheng's medical team."

"ah?"

"That's it, Boss Zheng doesn't give a good face. He works all day long and doesn't have time to eat."

That's how things are, when it's passed on, you don't know what's going on.

"Boss Zheng's airs are too big."

"What do you know? In the past few days, I have heard from the doctor who is studying that the girl goes home after nine o'clock every night and goes to work before six o'clock in the morning."

"You're going to crush the doctor to your death, no wonder there are always people who have died from overwork these years." Sun Ming's lover scolded.

"You think it's so easy to stay in Boss Zheng's medical team? Boss Zheng is a big shot." Sun Ming said proudly: "If you can get the Nobel Prize this year, you will be a proper member of the Nobel Prize. Fight for a year , if you can have such a name, you will not worry about it for the rest of your life."

"Tell you about our son."

"Impossible, don't think about it." Sun Ming said directly: "But he has me as a father, that's enough."

"You old bastard, what's the fuss about it?" Sun Ming's lover said disdainfully.

"Winning the Nobel Prize, both 912 and our community hospital will be repeatedly bombarded by the media." Sun Ming laughed and said, "At that time, my grandson will also become famous and become one of the key figures of the Nobel Prize." .”

As he spoke, he blew off the beer with a gurgle and opened another bottle.

This is a happy drink, and Sun Ming's lover is also happy, drinking with him.

"You said that Boss Zheng abused Dean Lin's daughter so much, can Dean Lin be happy?" Sun Ming's lover picked up a bottle of beer with chopsticks, and there was a bang.

"What's the matter?" Sun Ming said disdainfully, "I told you about the Nobel Prize, why didn't you know about it?"

"Nobel Prize, what don't you know?"

"Let me tell you this, people who can get on the bus now can live a good life just by giving lectures." Sun Ming was a little envious.

It would be great if I could get up to the level.

But Sun Ming just thought about this kind of thing, he knew that for him, this was just a daydream.

After eating a mouthful of spicy fried sea snails, the ulcer in Sun Ming's mouth gave out bursts of pain.

But this is also a kind of refreshment. It is said that the pungent and pleasant feeling that pepper brings to people is related to pain.

Sun Ming chatted and ate and drank with his wife.

Life, hard work, for what? Is it because I don't think about anything at this moment, just eat some side dishes and drink some wine.

Lying to win, Sun Ming couldn't help but feel complacent when he thought of this word.

Oral ulcers are no longer so painful, only bursts of relief remain.

"Old Sun, you can't drink too much." Sun Ming's lover drank happily and laughed at Sun Ming.

"It's as if you can drink a lot, old man, your face will turn red when you drink a little."

The couple blushed happily while drinking.

The two people who usually have a dozen bottles of beer are fine soon became a little too much.

The future of the community hospital will be better, and my family's life can also be improved.

This day is worth looking forward to.

After several bottles of beer, Sun Ming felt a little uncomfortable to breathe. He chuckled and said, "I'm really old. After staying in the hospital for a few days, why do I feel that my body is going to die?"

"Wash up and go to bed early, put your things here, and I'll clean them up tomorrow."

Sun Ming staggered to wash up. Looking at himself in the mirror, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

His face was frighteningly red, and seemed to be a little swollen, not simply the redness on his face after drinking.

Isn't this a pig's head, Sun Ming thought to himself.

His reaction was a bit slow, wobbly, and it took a few seconds for him to realize something was wrong!

After all, he was a doctor, and words such as allergies immediately appeared in Sun Ming's mind.

Afterwards, it was difficult to breathe...the throat was swollen...when he was discovered, he was dead, and the body gave off a foul smell.

He immediately threw away the toothbrush and tried to get out.

Venus was shining in front of my eyes, my limbs were weak, and my difficulty in breathing became ten times worse immediately after I figured it out.

It took a lot of time to even catch my breath.

Sun Ming could even hear the roaring sound of the box coming out of his own throat.

MD! Really laryngeal edema!

Desperately picking up the phone, Sun Ming made a call to the 120 emergency center.

But I don't know if it's because of nervousness or other reasons, but I can't speak.

In that anxious inquiry, Sun Ming just babbled a few words, but let alone things, he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

He tried hard to look at his lover, she didn't know when she had crawled on the table and "fallen asleep".

It's over... Sun Ming was in a cold sweat.

This is the rhythm of the couple's tragic death at home...but Sun Ming has no idea what's going on. What happened, what kind of allergies I have, and my hair is dewy.

But now is not the time to look for the reason. Seeing that he couldn't tell, he hung up the phone with the last consciousness, found Boss Zheng's number and dialed it.

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【They said write a love song soon...】

Zheng Ren's phone rang.

He was eating hand-rolled noodles made by Liu Xuzhi's daughter-in-law, and was enjoying himself.

This kind of homely meal is the most... at least makes Boss Zheng comfortable.

Simple and clear, after a few bites, the emergency treatment will not be delayed at all.

It's a leftover from the emergency department.

"Boss Zheng, eat slowly."

Seeing Zheng Ren's delicious food, Liu Xuzhi's daughter-in-law was also very happy, with a gratified smile on the face of the shrewd woman.

"Hello, Dean Sun." Zheng Ren turned on the hands-free phone and put it on the table, so as not to occupy his hands and interfere with eating noodles.