Calculation rules for second-hand goods and second-hand forces

Zhao Xiaofu refused to take out the medical records, so Yan Luoqing had no choice but to get out of his bed while he was going to the bathroom, and she found it under the pillow.Look at those two words on the medical record ---

Hemorrhoids, hemorrhoids? ?

I froze for a moment, and then realized: Is it because of the pain there?

Yan Luoqing was dumbfounded, neither was she smiling, nor was she not smiling.

Before the music was over, the medical records in his hand suddenly disappeared.

Looking back, Zhao Xiaofu stared at him while grabbing his medical records with a flushed face: "Xiao Mao, you will get it sooner or later."

It can't be done... Yan Luoqing simply supported his bedside and laughed.

Zhao Xiaofu lay on the bed, raised his leg as if he wanted to kick him, but suddenly froze, hissed palely, frowned and said, "Get out of the way, don't disturb me."

Yan Luoqing looked at him: "Is it that painful?"

Zhao Xiaofu's face was ugly: "Can you control you?"

Yan Luoqing rummaged through the medicine bag next to the bed, found a piece of Longyingtai toothpaste for hemorrhoids, and smiled: "Do you want me to help you?"

Zhao Xiaofu got angry and shouted: "Get out!"

Yan Luoqing returned to the room and immediately called the business department:

"Hello? Someone here runs a small clinic without a license..."

He wouldn't believe it if someone who could treat hickeys as skin allergies had a business license.

After a few days, I saw Zhao Xiaofu carrying the vegetables he bought from the supermarket and said in surprise: "Wow, the clinic down below was investigated by the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, and a car came here."

That's about the same.Yan Luoqing hummed and continued watching TV.

To be honest, he still has some grievances about something---but no, this kid actually forgot everything about that night when he was drunk... That damned quack doctor is still there to add trouble!

His efforts that night seemed somewhat wasted.So all of them vented their anger to that crappy clinic.

That night...was it a waste?That's not all.At least I got physical satisfaction unilaterally... but psychologically... I can't tell, anyway, when I think of that kid, I feel so helpless! My teeth itch in helplessness.

But what can I do?Is it possible to go over and tell him: Actually, you are not sick, but you just asked me to give X?

Zhao Xiaofu still said to himself: "Hey? He's good at medicine, my skin allergies are almost healed so quickly..."

"The hemorrhoids are gone?" Yan Luoqing joked.

Zhao Xiaofu glared at him, his face blushed obviously, "You don't care!"

Yan Luoqing laughed so hard on the sofa that the sofa was shaking.But when it comes to skin allergies, he has quietly replaced Zhao Xiaofu's allergy medicine with vitamin C, otherwise he would really get allergic if he took medicine indiscriminately.

Zhao Xiaofu threw the bag of vegetables on the table and said angrily: "I won't cook!"

Yan Luoqing looked at him: "Hey, if you care about you, you will strike?"

Zhao Xiaofu put on a fake smile: "I've got hemorrhoids, so I'm going to ask for sick leave, that's fine."

Yan Luoqing pretended to be surprised: "Could it be that you always do it with your butt?"

"Fuck!" Zhao Xiaofu finally couldn't help but burst out, "Even if I do it, you won't eat it! Why do you keep asking me to do it?!"

"The more you do, the better your skills will be." Yan Luoqing smiled and took a sip of coffee.He can't be blamed for not eating. Apart from serving noodles, cooking porridge, and frying eggs, what else can Zhao Xiaofu do?The dishes he handles are either half-cooked ribs or unnamed objects. Does he dare to eat them indiscriminately?His body is very precious.

Attach a meal table for two:

breakfast--

Person in charge: Zhao Xiaofu

Working method: 1. Cook porridge + fried eggs; 2. Heat up milk bread + jam or ham in the microwave; 3. Go downstairs to buy soy milk fritters;

Lunch--

Person in charge: Zhao Xiaofu

Working method: white rice + cooked food bought in the supermarket

dinner--

Person in charge: Zhao Xiaofu

Working method: 1.Same lunch; 2. At the request of Yan Luoqing, I bought vegetables and cooked them

In fact, for such a long time, Zhao Xiaofu has always bought vegetables for dinner, and cooked half of them first, and then Yan Luoqing cooked the other half...because most of what Zhao Xiaofu cooked was inedible.

In other words, almost all the dishes they ate were cooked by Yan Luoqing...

Now Yan Luoqing suddenly realized this, she was very surprised, and immediately made a decision: "From today on, you will watch from the side what I cook, and take notes if you don't understand it. Then it's your turn to cook."

Zhao Xiaofu was also surprised by Fei Xiao: "Ah? Why?"

"Why?" Yan Luoqing grinned, casually picked up a soda can on the table, grabbed it lightly, the can exploded with a "bang", and the soda inside splashed all over the table.

"...Understood." Zhao Xiaofu smirked, his voice came out of his teeth, "I'll go find a pen and paper right now, little one." He cursed inwardly: Damn!

Yan Luoqing finished frying a plate of fish-flavored shredded pork. She thought it was delicious in color and flavor, so she tasted a piece and was quite satisfied. She asked the spectators, "Are you ready?"

Holding a notebook in one hand and a pen in the other, Zhao Xiaofu put on a studious attitude and nodded repeatedly: "Well, I'll see."

"Tell me the process."

"...Why don't you just do this and that first, then do that and that, and when you're done, just do it like this..."

Yan Luoqing grinned with white teeth: "What is this, and what is that?"

Zhao Xiaofu watched him for a long time, and finally said five words: "How do I know."

"..." Yan Luoqing really wanted to put the plate of shredded fish-flavored pork upside down on his face.

After dinner, Yan Luoqing sat on the sofa and watched the back of someone washing dishes, counting down: 3, 2, 1...

Sure enough, "Wow--" another plate was sacrificed gloriously.

Yan Luoqing had to rest her forehead and sigh: children can still be taught, and rotten wood can be carved, but he is not even as good as a piece of rotten wood...

Just as he was sighing, the phone rang.

"Hey?"

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Yan?"

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"Hello, we are the Moonlight Misty Bar... According to investigations, you still have an outstanding account with this bar. Can you spare some time..."

Yan Luoqing stared at the phone for two seconds: Forget about it!

The next day, Yan Luoqing sneaked into the moonlit night again.

In fact, he didn't want to use such trivial words to describe himself, but how can I say that it would be bad if he was bumped into by acquaintances, right?

He can't ask someone else to do this matter, if he doesn't keep his mouth shut, things will go bad.It's just that the turmoil of Gao Ziming's incident last time hasn't gone away yet.

Yan Luoqing sat in the corner, watching the boss with ponytail smiling and Mimi walking towards her slowly.

Yan Luoqing waited for him to open the seat, and immediately took out the envelope containing the money that he had prepared earlier, put it on the table, and was about to get up and leave.

The boss opened his mouth before he got up, showing a mouthful of teeth as bright as moonlight. Have you been doing well for a few years, Xiaoyan?"

This sentence greatly frightened a person whose buttocks had just come off the mat, and sat back abruptly.

Yan Luoqing narrowed her eyes and looked him up and down: "You are..."

According to his visual inspection, this person was about the same height as himself, because the eyes of the two of them were parallel when they sat down.In addition, the man's hair had been dyed. Although it was still black at first glance, it reflected a faint blue under the dim milky light.In addition, the toothpaste this person usually uses must be very high-end, because his teeth are very white, very white, too white, so white that Yan Luoqing can hardly accept it.Furthermore, this person's appearance... In a responsible word, he looks very popular; in a more elegant way, he is handsome;

But Yan Luoqing searched the memory system since birth with the fastest speed in the 3 seconds before the other party spoke, but couldn't find this face...

The boss smiled again, "Don't remember?"

I have to admit that Yan Luoqing was blinded by those big white teeth again, "...I don't remember people very much."

"Junior high school, we have tables at the front and back." The boss threw out a hint.

Yan Luoqing suddenly realized: "Xu Ziyan?"

The boss rolled his eyes: "Xu Ziyan is the fat one."

"Oh..." Yan Luoqing responded casually, thinking who else could it be?That Zhao Balpiao?Can't, isn't he born with hair loss? The person opposite has silky hair; Li X'an?No way, do you think Ruhua can grow into Wu Zun...

The boss sighed: "You have completely forgotten about it. I think you owed me 20 yuan back then and haven't paid it back."

... 20 yuan is recorded up to now, and you have enough for that.Yan Luoqing scoffed, still thinking, front and back tables, are there such front and back tables?

The boss couldn't help but spit at him: "What do you mean by that expression? Twenty yuan was a lot of money back then, but now it's more than 20 yuan. It's easy for me, a junior high school student, to lend you more than 200 yuan."

"Where are there so many?" Yan Luoqing laughed, "By the way, you shouldn't be..." He remembered a classmate who was very stingy in junior high school.

"...Who?" The boss became impatient, "Well, don't talk to me. Zhang Qingqiao, forget it. What is 20 yuan? 20 yuan, just treat it as a beggar."

"I just said, who else is so stingy except you." Yan Luoqing chuckled, Zhang Qingqiao?I'm really impressed with the name.

"By the way, why are you driving the GAY bar?" The two talked about junior high school life for a long time, youth, and life for a long time, and finally Yan Luoqing couldn't help asking.

Zhang Qingqiao is serious, "I have to clarify, I'm not running a gay company."

"Oh..." Yan Luoqing responded, recalling, which gay website did you find this on?Can not remember.

Zhang Qingqiao sighed, and said in an incomparably deep tone: "It's just that there are too many GAYs here, so they will become GAYs."

"..." Yan Luoqing almost choked on the wine she just drank.

"When I first opened, the business was so light that I could sell noodles." Zhang Qingqiao said, "I was still a sophomore in S University, and I borrowed my uncle's money to set up this bar. Half-read it. Later, seeing that the business was too slow to continue, I asked someone to do some advertising, but I didn’t know that someone sent me a gay website.”

Yan Luoqing laughed and looked around, "Business is good now."

"It's a blessing in disguise. Who cares, what's the difference between making gay money and straight money?"

Yan Luoqing looked at the envelope on the table, "You wouldn't have recognized me that day, would you?"

"It's your money," Zhang Qingqiao laughed, "you don't want to bargain for two glasses of wine! But then again, China is such a big place, and we went around here. Looking back a hundred times. Hahaha!"

Yan Luoqing sneered: "No wonder I always feel that my eyes are a little slanted." But she thought in her mind: How many times have you got back with that?How many times did you get back with whom?How many times do you get back with whom?

... If this is really counted, it will have to be answered hundreds of millions of times.