Golden Boeing stopped steadily, the cabin opened, and several security personnel got off the plane first. After confirming that there was no danger, they informed the cabin with walkie talkie.
These people move cleanly, but they are very cautious.
Tao Ruo didn''t try to get close to the golden Boeing. After he determined his guess, his evaluation of Wu Mian went up again.
Soon, the immortal Taoist priest Lin appeared in the field of vision. Tao Ruo waved with a smile and said from a distance, "fairy Lin, long time no see, no harm."
"Boss Tao." Taoist Lin was also careless. The golden Boeing behind him was already the best background board, not one of them. Any other actions and words are superfluous and powerless.
He twisted his beard and smiled and walked down the hanging ladder step by step.
Taoist Lin followed Wei Dabao with an old sword box in his hand. Wei Dabao is much more stable than last time he came to Xiangjiang. At least he looks more stable than last time.
He lowered his eyebrows and followed his eyes, as if the moon were following Taoist Lin, and got off the plane step by step. Trinket''s hand held the sword box tightly, for fear that it would fall to the ground, so that he walked a little smoothly.
"Where''s Miss Wu?" Tao Ruo whispered.
"Little martial uncle and little martial mother will come down after a few words." Taoist Lin said with a smile, "boss Tao, every time you give me a problem."
"You see what you said," Tao Ruo said. "It''s not just you and Mr. Wu who can solve the problem. I don''t want you to find anyone."
They chatted a few words. Wu Mian and Chu Zhixi appeared at the entrance of the cabin and went down the steps.
Tao Ruo noticed that Wu Mian was followed by a tall man with brown hair, black eyes, fair skin, Eagle hook nose and slightly pointed chin.
It turned out that the legendary genius of the Rothschild family and a black hand behind the financial industry grew like this. Tao Ruo subconsciously kept silent and slightly leaned down. Once we met, the momentum had been taken away.
Taoist Lin twisted his beard and smiled. Looking at Tao ruo''s advice, he thought of talking and laughing with Owen Rothschild on the plane. He felt a kind of superiority in his life.
He also knows that he pretends to be a tiger, but it''s still a good feeling.
"Owen, go back." Wu Mian came down, patted Owen Rothschild on the back and said, "Mecca sends me an email every day, and I follow. If there is a problem, it can be solved at any time. It is estimated that in a month, with the help of a physiotherapist, his body will recover."
"Wu." Owen Rothschild opened his arms and hugged Wu Mian. In his ear, he whispered, "thank you."
"You''re welcome."
"Wu, remember my words."
"Huh?"
"If there''s anything, just a phone call, and I''ll send a plane to pick you up right away," Owen said seriously.
His voice was so low that only Wu Mian could hear him. The word "things" came out of his mouth in a very low voice, which was difficult to detect even in Wu Mian''s ear.
Wu Mian''s body was slightly stiff, but then he patted Owen Rothschild on the back and said, "Owen, your joke is not funny. The ark? Can I also have a ticket?"
"This is my third and last time to say it," Owen Rothschild then turned back and smiled. "I''m serious to tell you, it''s no joke. I always have your ticket here, including your fiancee and your parents."
"OK, I''ll contact you then. Thank you." Wu Mian didn''t refuse, but answered.
Seeing Owen Rothschild back, Wu Mian waved and turned around to take Chu Zhixi away.
The end of the world, what''s Owen thinking? Wu Mian took Chu Zhixi''s hand and walked forward, thinking of what Ao Wen said.
Tao Ruo took two steps forward and bowed slightly, but his eyes glanced at Owen Rothschild''s back.
"Boss Tao, I haven''t seen you for a long time." Wu Mian tried to calm down some strange emotions and extended his hand to greet Tao Ruo.
"Mr. Wu, I''m really sorry to trouble you." Tao Ruo is still a little distracted. As he talks, he looks at Owen Rothschild''s back and enters the cabin of golden Boeing.
"Nothing," said Wu Mian. "Things that can be solved in a word or two are not troublesome."
"A word or two?" Tao Ruo was puzzled and repeated Wu Mian''s words.
The female ghost gave birth. This thing became a sentence or two in teacher Wu''s mouth... Tao Ruo didn''t understand it very much. He immediately guessed that he had said the wrong thing, which might lead to teacher Wu''s understanding.
"Well, what you said about female ghost giving birth... It''s too scary. In fact, this situation is only rare. I''ve only heard of it, but I haven''t seen similar cases. Isn''t this a good letter? Come and have a look by the way." Wu Mian said with a smile.
Taoist Lin twisted his beard and felt sick in his heart.
Little martial uncle, this is not the way to do things at all. According to what he said and did, it was a natural thing!
Not even from a doctor''s point of view.
Everything is as simple as what I said before. It''s not like a doctor. Normally speaking, the doctor explains the condition, even if it''s just appendicitis, it''s necessary to explain to the dead.
There is no such thing as him! When we met, we said it was simple.
Taoist Lin felt sick in his heart, but he also felt strange. He has seen the little martial uncle explain his illness. It''s called vagueness. He never gives a clear answer. Only after seeing the patient, physical examination and clear diagnosis will a statement be given.
Little martial uncle, it''s floating. Taoist Lin thought to himself.
"Dr. Wu, please." Zhuang Yongzhi stood behind, stretched out his hand and warmly exchanged greetings.
"No trouble, Mr. Zhuang. You''re welcome. How''s your old man lately?"
"Thanks to you, you and Lin Xianchang have recovered after seeing it." Zhuang Yongzhi said with a smile.
Wu Mian exchanged greetings with Tao Ruo and Zhuang Yongzhi and got on the bus.
"Mr. Wu, the Zheng family is in a mess now. Zheng Linkai... Is still young and capricious. He is arguing with Qingmu at home." Zhuang Yongzhi explained, "brother Qingmu really can''t pick you up. Please forgive me."
"It''s all right. I''m a doctor. I should come to see the patient." Wu Mian said with a smile. "It doesn''t matter whether the patient''s family receives it or not. Don''t care."
Zhuang Yongzhi smiled. Although Chengfu was very deep, seeing that the security personnel from special forces under the golden Boeing completed the process and were ready to board the plane, his mind was also a little unstable and showed a little emotion.
"Mr. Zhuang, what I said is true," said Wu Mian. "Doctors, if they take their social status seriously and forget to treat the sick and save people, there will be no room for progress."
That''s... it''s too great to be correct.
"Yes, yes, you''re right." Zhuang Yongzhi said perfunctorily.
The more people talk like this, the more unreliable they are. Zhuang Yongzhi knows all these things.
Because he was clear, he was very serious when he was perfunctory, as if he thought Wu Mian was right and an indisputable truth.