This Tian Jun is determined to have someone to help him.
Tian Junxing hurried away and talked to Li Chu again.
He always felt that he had forgotten something, but he couldn’t remember the chair. He frowned and thought for a long time before slapping his forehead.
He remembered that he didn’t look at what he was rewarded for when he just signed in for work after Ding Ding yesterday.
I’m a little excited. I rubbed my hands. It’s been accumulated for more than ten years. I don’t know if I will give something good.
In the warehouse, Li Chu’s eyes almost didn’t protrude when he first saw them.
Is that all you’ve given for more than ten years?
When I saw the warehouse, there was a pile of money and a pile of all kinds of tickets scattered around.
What made him pay the most attention was how many
Fortunately, the department is full of skills.
But does he really need to learn so many languages as a Chinese medicine practitioner?
Spanish, French, Italian and Arabic, if you add English, German, Portuguese and Russian, he will have mastered three languages even if he doesn’t count Chinese.
It’s impossible for him to be a diplomat. Why should he know so many languages?
Moreover, the possibility that he can go abroad in his life is slim.
Let’s not talk about these language skills. Anyway, there is still a little chance to watch the original film instead of Chinese subtitles in the future.
But what the hell are these three skills left?
Guitar, piano, suona. He really wants to ask Tong, are you serious?
What does he learn this for? Post-mixed entertainment circle? Or wait a few years to play band with those rock pioneers?
Are you kidding me? Don’t tell him if he wants to. Even if he wants to tell others, Dean Liu can get rid of him with a gun first.
It’s said that after that song, her man seems to live in a painting house, and I don’t know where it is.
Depressed, put these aside and have the last skill left. How to say this should be regarded as the most in this award.
Medicinal diet, yes. This is to teach him to cook medicinal diet.
It is said that this medicated diet should belong to the chef’s skill.
Anyway, he has studied with master for so many years and has never taught him, and he has never heard from any Chinese medicine doctor that he will cook medicinal food.
Whatever his skill is, learn it later when you go to bed late.
It’s a real hope to recover his mind from the warehouse, and the greater the disappointment, there is nothing that he wants, even though he doesn’t know what he really wants
But looking at that few skills, he is really unwilling.
For more than ten years, I gave it to such a pile of junk
Depressed, he couldn’t sit still in the office. He strolled out of the administrative building and walked over to the front outpatient area.
Went into the outpatient hall and went straight to the Chinese medicine owner’s office.
Ding Qiunan is at her desk, carefully checking the medicine registration form just sent by the logistics and registering with their pharmacy.
Suddenly the office door was pushed open from the outside. Ding Qiunan looked up and looked at it. Who is this? He didn’t even knock on the door.
Just looked up and saw his man came in with a depressed face.
Let go of something. "What’s the matter? Is this being criticized?"
Li Chuyu turned supercilious look. Why can’t this prodigal bitch think of something good?
Pulled up a chair and sat down. "I let you down. I haven’t been criticized for anything else. I just haven’t figured it out in a while."
The mouth said that I picked up the desk registration form and looked at it for a few times, then put it aside.
Ding Qiunan smiled and poured a glass of water for his man to put on the table.
I didn’t go to sit, but I leaned against the desk next to her. I didn’t bother about why I was depressed, but asked, "Why didn’t I go out today?"
She knows that her men are getting more and more busy now. People who can’t see the hospital during the day are often called away in the middle of the night.
What worries her most is that her own men keep everything confidential. When she is called away, she doesn’t know what she is doing.
Just like in 1976, when I was asleep in the middle of the night, I was called away by a word and then seemed to disappear.
Ding Qiunan almost didn’t go crazy that time, but there was no news for several days.
Besides, Premier Liu, Uncle Lin and several department heads in the hospital are all gone.
Good uncle Wang sent someone over to say hello and told her to be calm before putting snacks.
Who knows that waiting is more than half a month, and when she comes back, it’s just too late. When she opens the door and sees her man, tears can’t stop flowing.
She had never seen Li Chu look like this. Her hair was messy and her eyes were red. She felt like she could bleed.
After entering the door, I gave her an ugly smile without saying a word, and then went into the bedroom and fell asleep.
I slept until the next night. If I hadn’t seen him breathing smoothly all the time, Ding Qiunan almost called the doctor.
There have been several times since then, but none of them have been as long as that one, which has made her used to it now.