Hearing this, the face is very cold Zhong Yongxi cold voice said: "Shen Qiang, do not put on a look that can easily win, if you have the ability to shine, lose, I will always like to sing the conquest on your knees, absolutely no two words, afraid, your name Shen does not have this ability."

Shen Qiang frowned: "Otherwise, you have a more powerful person in the hospital, Zhong Yongqiu has to pick up his feet, I won him is not a good thing."

Hearing this, the people who were there laughed.

"This boy is really a casserole to cook duck, and the meat is not rotten."

"It's ridiculous, the level of Zhong Yongxi, looking at the young generation of the major medical families in the province, is absolutely first-class, this Shen Qiang ah, I think 80% of them know that they can't win, are looking for excuses."

“Well, it should be so.”

The laughter of the people.

The head of the Zhongjia Medical Museum coldly said: "Although the young curator is young, but has obtained the true story of the small leaf plum needle method, you and he is, if you really can win, the museum will have a stronger person to accept your challenge."

Hearing this, Shen Qiang still felt that there was no spirit, because Zhong Yong always enjoyed the level of four plum blossoms, which was really, Shen Qiang died as soon as he started.

“All right.”

Strongly nod your head.

The students of the hospital pushed the patient's bed.

It is not too quiet around, and many medical family representatives on the sidelines point to point.

"Oh, this stupid boy just said he didn't want to compare, I guess 80% can't do it at all."

"Surely, you see his listless look, you can't win."

"Yes, it looks like you're going to fall asleep, yes, it's not that it's okay to win."

In the noise of their trumpets, some impatient Shen did not bother to listen to them and said, "Come, burn the incense."

Hearing this, the people were solemnly impressed.

Because the incense burned here is not the old lady in the countryside to engage in feudal superstition, these incense, generally mixed with can be a god of medicine and precious spices, smell will feel calm.

And the incense itself means that Shen Qiang has to do very solemn things.

Such psychological hints can make onlookers talk less nonsense and focus mentally.

"I'm sorry, the morning spices have been used."The head of the medical center was indifferent.

And the people stood still.

Then he looked at the strong eyes with contempt.

Shen Qiang took a deep breath and said indifferently, "Oh, there is no smell, that caress a piano."

"The harpist is tired."The head of the medical center said coldly.

Hearing this, Xu Nan's willow eyebrows in the chair were tight, and the white coquettishness around her was obviously very unhappy and said: "Oh, this is the fair test?"

It was embarrassing, but pretending not to hear it.

Standing on the side of the patient's bed Shen Qiang, took a deep breath, then turned his head and said, "What is your Zhongjia Medical Center?"

The head of the Zhongjia Medical Museum sneered, "If you can't apply the needles alone, the Zhongjia Medical Museum can provide a disciple and help you."

She smiled, “Okay, you’ll call him.”

Hearing this, the head of the Zhongjia Medical Center gave a look to the side.

A moment later, a disciple of the Zhongjia Medical Museum dressed in Hanfu walked to Shen Qiang's side.

He was happy to see.

This buddeed, tall, small head, big thick lips, goat beard, but also rickety waist, not only look ugly out of the new realm, under the hanfu feet, actually wear a pair of very trendy red sneakers.

“Will it be bomitum?”

The student of the Zhongjia Medical Museum stood still and said, “General.”

Shen Qiang nodded, "Very well, when I use the needle, you can dance for me next to you."

The disciple turned his head and looked at the head of the Zhongjia Medical Center.

"It doesn't matter, since he likes to dance when he's using a needle, he's going to dance."The head of the Zhongjia Medical Center said coldly: "We still have this kind of atmosphere in the middle of the house."

At this time, Shen Qiang looked at the person in charge of the Zhongjia Medical Museum: "Every day arranges the harpist to play, I believe that even the Zhongjia Medical Museum will feel inconvenient?"On weekdays, the hospital should be playing music with audio equipment.”

As the wrist shook, he took out a small portable USB stick from the ring, and Shen Qiang said, "Please play the song, the third one."

The head of the Zhongjia Medical Museum looked at Shen Qiang for a moment and said, "Okay, go play."

On the side, someone immediately walked to Shen Qiang and took away the USB stick.

At this time, Zhong Yong smiled and taunted: "Shen Qiang, want to set the spectrum, but also to see if you have that identity, do you think you use the sound to play music, very strong?" 」

Shen Qiang smiled, looked at Zhong Yongxi contemptuously, and said, "If there is any forced, you will soon know."

It is enough, Shen Qiang did not pay attention to Zhong Yongxi, but stood in front of the hospital bed, from the ring, in one breath, pulled out a thick stack of drugstore common tinplate stainless steel needle.

At this time, in the sound, suddenly came a male voice with an Indian flavor.

And the people stood still.

“Isn’t it high mountains?”

"That's not good music."

And almost everyone is surprised by their colleagues.

The rhythm in the sound suddenly accelerated, and in the strong drumming, the male curry-flavored male voice came.

"What a cold winter, how cold a clamore, ah, I'm playing mud in the northeast!"Although the Northeast is not big, I have no home in Dalian!”

In an instant, everyone in the hospital was embarrassed.

“Stop, shut off!”The head of the Zhongjia Medical Museum, waiting for the music to stop, immediately rushed to the ground: "Unscrupulous!Unreasonable!This is the medical museum, it is a elegant hall, how can you put such vulgar music here!

"That's right, this Shen's too strong, how can you play this kind of music here."

“It’s uneducated.”

In the words of the people, the face of the smile was strong, and the face sank down.

He said, "Closed anus, you are a doctor's museum, the medical technique is very scum, but this is not small than the ability to play, from hitting me here, you have done something, let me find someone to guarantee that I will not cheat, I want to stand aside to see you pretend."

“Okay, okay.The dragon does not press the snake on the ground, you draw out the way, I will move forward.That's nothing, that's the strength of the strong."

"But now it's my turn, it doesn't matter if the incense is gone, someone can dance, it doesn't matter if the harpist is tired, there is electricity, don't you like to play with it?"Do you want to step on me?Listen to me now.”

"Let your Zhongjia Medical Museum burn incense and play with the harp when I use the needle, and let me be strong when I use the needle!"

Hearing this, the head of the Zhongjia Medical Museum was furious: "Such a song is a blasphemy against our Zhongjia Medical Museum!"

“The blasphemy?”She smiled, “You misunderstand me, I’m humiliating you.”