Siheyuan: I don't mind if I break up the marriage

"I'll just give you a few slaps. It's unlikely that anyone will die. Don't worry."

Jiang Yueshen had a sincere smile on his face, and he looked like the big brother next door.

However, it is certain that I cannot kill the opponent, but I can certainly swell him up.

After 10 minutes, the two people still did not come back.

Professor Yu was a little anxious, and said to his assistant, "Go and see if they are almost healed."

We are in the middle of a meeting now. You two took so long to go to the toilet, and everyone else sitting here will have to wait for you for that long.

You just said that Jiang Yueshen was late, now isn't this giving him an excuse to refute you?

Professor Yu is not biased towards anyone. After all, he is the host and he has to take the feelings of Zhuang Guodong and Dean Qian into consideration.

We can't offend both parties because of such a small matter.

After a while, Professor Yu's assistant brought Zhuang Guodong and Dean Qian back to the conference room.

The only difference is that the former held his head high and chest out, while the latter two bent over and held their stomachs.

He twisted his head and frowned, obviously his stomach was still uncomfortable.

"Comrade Zhuang Guodong, Dean Qian, are you all right?" Professor Yu asked with concern.

"No...it's okay, I'm much better..." Zhuang Guodong covered his stomach and glared at Jiang Yueshen.

Jiang Yueshen looked directly at the other person, his mouth curled up smugly, and he thought to himself: "You are just being stubborn, I wonder how long you can keep being stubborn."

Professor Yu nodded and said, "Since Comrade Zhuang Guodong said that we should use Western medicine, let's vote on the spot."

"If everyone agrees, then we will proceed with the detailed medication plan for the Western medical method."

"Please raise your hands if you support Comrade Zhuang Guodong."

Swish, swish, swish, all those people who had supported Zhuang Guodong just now raised their hands.

At least 70% of the people at the scene supported him.

However, at this time, Zhuang Guodong and Dean Qian put their heads down on the desks, raised their right hands in pain, and said with trembling voices:

"Professor Yu, I...I need to go to the bathroom again."

After saying that, without waiting for Professor Yu to say anything, Zhuang Guodong and Dean Qian ran away...

Many gay men at the scene were laughing at the two people, while the lesbians looked embarrassed.

Because everyone smelled a foul odor.

It was obvious that Zhuang Guodong might have put his money in his trouser pocket.

Professor Yu only noticed Jiang Yueshen's relaxed and complacent expression at this moment, and subconsciously asked:

"Comrade Jiang Yueshen, did you really figure out that they have hidden illnesses based on Chinese medicine theory?"

"Yes, they have more illnesses than just these." Jiang Yueshen said casually.

Upon hearing this, Professor Yu's respect for Jiang Yueshen immediately increased.

"What other diseases do they have?"

"What disease? Of course it's a foul smell."

"This disease needs to be treated, otherwise you will suffer greatly in the future."

Phew! Everyone was amused by Jiang Yueshen's words, and Wen Ranran also covered her mouth and laughed.

Professor Yu's initial fondness for Jiang Yueshen disappeared in an instant...

About 20 minutes later, Zhuang Guodong and Dean Qian returned to the infirmary.

This time he felt much better, and the expression on his face was not as painful.

But there was a nurse following behind them, holding a white plate of medicine in her hands.

"Professor Yu, we have caught a cold. We will be fine in a short while if we get an IV drip. It will definitely not delay our meeting."

Zhuang Guodong and Dean Qian sat down, stretched out their left arms and signaled the nurse to give them an injection.

Jiang Yueshen grinned and said, "No delay? You two have already delayed us for almost an hour."

"You are so shameless to let so many comrades wait for you. You are so shameless."

Zhuang Guodong's face turned green. Wasn't this the same thing he said before when he disliked Jiang Yueshen and the others for being late?

I didn't expect this kid to hold such a grudge and now he's turning against me!

"Okay, everyone, be quiet for a moment. Let's hurry up and start the meeting."

Professor Yu stopped the two sides from targeting each other and decided to hold a meeting to get down to business.

"Comrade Zhuang Guodong, please tell us about the next treatment plan in more detail."

Zhuang Guodong nodded and looked at Jiang Yueshen proudly.

However, just as he was about to speak, his brows frowned again.

Looking at Dean Qian standing next to him, he was also holding his stomach in pain.

"Fuck, here we go again! It's not over yet."

Without bothering to ask the nurse to remove the needle, he directly pulled the needle out of the blood vessel on the back of his hand.

The two of them ran to the toilet again.

This time, as soon as I arrived at the door of the conference room tent, I heard a puffing sound coming from Zhuang Guodong.

This time it's ok, I have to change my pants later...

This time, it finally made everyone unhappy.

"Professor Yu, if it really doesn't work, let Zhuang Guodong and the others treat the disease first, don't waste everyone's time."

"They are never going to stop and they made the conference room stink. It's disgusting!"

"Yes, we have so many doctors, not just him."

"Yes, that's right."

Jiang Yueshen smiled, and successfully aroused everyone's dissatisfaction with Zhuang Guodong.

Professor Yu had his own plans in mind, so he naturally couldn't attend this meeting without Zhuang Guodong.

Then I thought of what Jiang Yueshen had said about traditional Chinese medicine.

He immediately asked, "Comrade Jiang Yueshen, can you cure their diarrhea?"

"Of course it can be cured, and you don't need to take medicine."

"Then please come and treat their diarrhea later."

Jiang Yueshen smiled and said, "Okay, but I have to let Zhuang Guodong ask me in person."

Professor Yu glanced at Wen Ranran who was standing beside him, but Wen Ranran didn't even look at him.

She supports Jiang Yueshen, so she must let Zhuang Guodong come and ask Jiang Yueshen for help.

Professor Yu could see that Jiang Yueshen was not very capable, but he had a very bad temper.

At least he holds a grudge.

This incident was indeed caused by Zhuang Guodong, and there is nothing wrong with people holding a grudge against him.

Let Zhuang Guodong handle it himself later, otherwise it seems that today's meeting cannot proceed.

Another 20 minutes later, Zhuang Guodong and Dean Qian finally came back again.

Everyone noticed that both Zhuang Guodong and Dean Qian had changed into new pairs of pants.

The two people's faces were pale and their spirits were a little depressed.

As the saying goes, even a strong man can't stand three soaks. Most people will become severely dehydrated after three times.

The reason why Zhuang Guodong and the others were still able to stand up was entirely because they had just gone to the infirmary to take some medicine and get an injection in the buttocks.

But still not much effect...

When Zhuang Guodong and Dean Qian saw the disgusted expressions on everyone's faces, they felt so embarrassed that they wanted to find a hole in the ground.

How could he face people? If he became the director of this medical team, how could he manage his subordinates?

"Do you feel better?" Professor Yu asked.

Dean Qian was the first to shake his head and said, "No... No, my stomach still hurts..."