Urban god level system

His heart skipped a beat, even the old man couldn't be sure of himself, this bad luck would not let him die.

"The old ancestors said it well, each family sweeps the snow in front of the house, don't care about the frost on others' roofs, you are sick but not sick, it's a strange disease."

He was in a turmoil, he never thought that the old man could speak in a few words in a few words, and the real person didn't show his face, could it be that he was really a half-immortal.

The old man touched his long beard and stared at him carefully, sometimes confused, sometimes suddenly realized, and returned the 20 yuan from the old man.

In his expectant eyes, the old man pondered for a while, frowned, and then slowly relaxed, apparently he had figured it out.

The old man said slowly, "Man's calculation is not as good as heaven's calculation. It's hard to calculate. It's hard to calculate. After all, there is destiny. The old man will give you a lucky charm. I hope you will have good luck."

The old man didn't take the so-called lucky talisman. He slapped the table with his big hand, and it seemed that a little golden light flew straight into his body. He got up mechanically and left, his body was not under his control.

A voice suddenly sounded in my mind, Ding!The bad luck is over for now.Your merit is 145 and your karma is 50.

"Sure enough, it's a half-immortal." He sighed, but he was reminiscing about the sentence in his heart, "Each family sweeps the snow in front of the door, don't care about the frost on others' tiles."

There is a price to be paid for doing anything. Judging from the merit lottery, it must be the case, but the price is more serious.

What to do next, he pondered, fighting gangsters bravely or driving away gangsters is good, too desperate, if you want to earn merit, can you pick up garbage, do volunteer work, give up your seat on the bus, etc.

Or, when he was able to beat ten of them one by one, he realized that he had fully recovered, and he walked to the door of a hospital, when a beautiful figure walked by and entered the hospital directly.

It was Mu Xiangwei, she was right from the alluring back, strode to follow, but her figure disappeared around the corner, no matter how hard she chased, she couldn't be seen.

"Hi, may I ask if you are seeing a doctor or a hospital." A woman in uniform at the front desk said enthusiastically. She had an oval face and a beautiful smile.

There were crowds in the hospital, and the front desk staff was very busy, so they still greeted politely, saying that the service of this hospital is very good.

"See a doctor." He thought for a while, this bad luck is temporarily over, what to do if it happens again, it's better to check your body now.

After paying the money, he went to the surgery department with his ID card, and rushed up to the third floor. A strong smell of disinfectant flooded him, but he didn't care about it.

The doctor was a middle-aged man in his fifties, wearing a big white coat and black-rimmed glasses. The marks left by the years on his face were not only old, but also had squirrel eyes, which made him cover his wallet in fright.

"I'm not a good-looking person, which may scare you. Don't look at me like this. I have good medical ethics." The doctor defended himself.

Feeling like he was overreacting, he smiled at the doctor.

"sit."

The doctor pointed to the chair with a concerned look on his face. At the same time, he took the patient number list of his failed department with one hand, and quickly approached the computer. He heard a beep, and his information was displayed on the computer.

According to the doctor's diagnosis, first of all, there was something wrong with his legs, which was hot to the touch, and secondly, his heart beat too slowly, at 50 beats per minute, which made him sick.

Holding the hospital certificate, he sighed and sat down for two hours to rest. As expected, his legs were numb and painful. The doctor suggested to rest for half a month, preferably resting. This is only the lightest kind.

"Light and agile flying dragon is a test of leg strength. After all, it is not strong enough and overused." He understood this, and it seemed that what the fortune teller said made sense.

"I can't push off work, so I have to borrow some money from my brother and buy some supplements to recuperate."

I called my brother, and after a series of beeps, the phone was connected, and a laughing and rich voice sounded, "Brother, I have some good news for you, my brother is getting married soon, haha, your sister-in-law is so beautiful Now, gentle and understanding, we have chosen our day."

"Brother, is this true..." After a series of conversations, he was ecstatic and had already forgotten about the money.

"Of course it is true. Your sister-in-law is a painter. She is a small painter. She can earn one or two thousand a day. By the way, your parents said that you have found a job. My brother will give you another 1000 yuan. From next month, you I have to rely on myself, I will notify you in advance when we are going to get engaged."

After hanging up the phone, he was lost in thought, and he wanted to hurry up to make money, but where is the shortcut, the way out of work is very difficult.

It is said that those who set up painting stalls can earn hundreds of dollars a night, and my future sister-in-law can actually earn one or two thousand a day. Selling paintings can be considered as a way out, and I may want to consider Dean Zhao's suggestion.

Mu Xiangwei has been an intern for half a year, and soon she will be able to become a full-time employee. She can officially become an angel in white and a beautiful and charming little nurse.

"Why are you?" The two said the same opening words, and then looked at each other and smiled.

Today's Mu Xiangwei is dressed as an innocent little nurse, but she actually has a pair of slender legs that turn heads 100%.

When he spoke, his tone was soft as if he was talking about a small matter, trying not to make himself so sad.

What a smart woman Mu Xiangwei is, she snatched his medical certificate, and at a glance, Mu Xiangwei was terrified.

"To do an electrocardiogram, you must take good care of your body." Mu Xiangwei couldn't help but pull him. This intimate gesture made him stunned for a while, and he just followed her blankly.

"Look, when our beautiful nurse brought her boyfriend, she knew she had it." A nurse lowered her head and said.

"Yo, you're pretty handsome, with good eyesight."

Those two words made his feet feel light, he trembled when he walked, and his heart was filled with joy.

The head nurse sneered and lowered her voice, "I'm not sick. The beautiful nurses in our hospital can't be with this kind of person."

"Sister, is Director Mu on duty today?"

The head nurse put on a faint smile, and the 40-year-old woman was very charming, with a delicate voice, "Of course."

Going upstairs, I soon arrived at the ECG room. Mu Xiangwei said that Zhen Yingjun's heart rate was abnormal, and asked the chief physician to check it. The chief physician hurriedly opened it, but nothing was found.

Re-examination, after the re-examination, everything was normal, the chief physician couldn't understand it, and re-examination, it turned out that the child's body was so strong that it was as strong as a cow.

Mu Xiangwei didn't believe it. After all, Zhen Yingjun was her only male friend, maybe he would be a good friend in the future, she thought about it, with a serious expression.

Director Mu is an old man, and he can tell at a glance that there is something wrong with these two people. He knows that this man is really good-looking, and he and Mu Xiangwei are in a boyfriend and girlfriend relationship.

In fact, Mu Xiangwei has been well protected all the time, like a flower in a greenhouse, delicate and self-willed, Director Mu noticed it very early, and secondly, the old man also felt that Mu Xiangwei had some problems with the opposite sex.

With flickering eyes and thoughts, Director Mu couldn't help but think of the events in recent years, all related to her.

That year, the days were neither salty nor dull, and time passed bit by bit. At the age of 20, she had been in college for a whole year, and she hadn't talked about a boyfriend yet.

Later, she was single at the age of 21, and under the crazy pursuit of thousands of men in the university, there was no man who made her meet, fall in love with each other, know each other, cherish each other sincerely, depend on each other sincerely, love each other infatuatedly.

After the age of 23, he is still single and aristocratic, and those who accompany him day and night are some Yingyingyanyan, pink.

Fortunately, the careful director Mu discovered that one of her best friends has a proud capital.

Director Mu knew that the charm of this kind of woman was greater than the sky.

No one can refuse her, not even women, Director Mu gets excited when he thinks about it.

"Still... let's get down to business. By the way, what did I think?" Director Mu recalled, and was distracted for a moment, and finally he came to a conclusion.

She is normal, wise, and excellent. She is quietly waiting for someone to appear in her life, so she has no feelings for that person.

Director Mu babbled subconsciously, as if talking to himself, "Actually, people nowadays live under a lot of pressure and a fast pace of life, so people tend to be sub-healthy."

She didn't understand, she was afraid that something might happen to Zhen Yingjun, and she asked for another examination. Director Mu knew that he was ill this time!

The machine seemed to be malfunctioning, and there was no response after the illness was detected. Zhen Yingjun had been lying on the hospital bed for half a day, and it stands to reason that the illness would have been detected long ago, but the director still didn't find out this time.

Mu Xiangwei was finally scared. Could it be some kind of strange disease that even the machine couldn't detect it.

Director Mu Fan is a seventy-year-old doctor. Although he is old, he once studied abroad. The place where he studied is amazing. It is Johns Hopkins University, referred to as Hopkins University. It was established in 1876. It has a long history and a world-class teaching institution.

Director Mu checked again, this time with full energy and seriousness, and the result came out, hypocalcemia.

"Grandpa Director, please be serious." Mu Xiangwei acted a little coquettishly.

Director Mu smiled, and thought to himself, this child is obviously sick, but the director's grandfather just won't treat him, don't you say it's my grandson-in-law, you have to show me the truth, you're in a hurry.

Director Mu was there, and said, "It's a small matter, just take good care of your body and bones. Hypocalcemia is a phenomenon in which blood calcium is lower than the normal value, and it belongs to calcium metabolism disorder."

As an old man, he doesn't want to take care of too many things. Young people's affairs are still left to them to deal with, and they still have to think about it... No, it's often hard to look back if you want to retire peacefully.

At this time, Zhen Yingjun once again felt out of control, and at the same time, a voice sounded in his mind, Ding!Bad luck strikes, and the countdown to the end of bad luck is 3 minutes.

"Didi." The machine malfunctioned again, and his hypocalcemia completely disappeared, and he was extremely normal.

"It's not good, I can't control myself." He couldn't move, hoping that these 3 minutes would pass quickly.

Director Mu checked again and was very patient. It turned out that everything was normal.