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Chapter 1994: 1924 Life, it's really too hard (monthly ticket 49500 extra×99)

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1924 Life, it's really too hard (monthly ticket 49500 extra×99)

Zheng Ren suddenly had a brainwave, if only Master Yan……

Forget it, they probably have real skills, and I don't need to use them. Director Pan meeting Wang Daoshi is just fate.

As for me, let's see how things go. Some things can't be forced, and can't be forced.

People like Wang Daoshi, who aren't in a hurry to make money and won't resort to any means, aren't that common in the world.

Because I don't drink, and was disturbed by Wang Daoshi's affairs, this meal was a mess.

Zheng Ren also found time to contact Zhou Chun Yong and Lin Ge, arranging Wang Daoshi's son's surgery.

It was originally just a procedure a bit bigger than a minor outpatient surgery, hospitalization seemed excessive. But after not eating for several days, the child's body was extremely weak, so hospitalization for the surgery was still safer.

After arranging everything, feeling well-fed and drunk, Wang Daoshi left Zheng Ren and Su Yun's WeChat, took his leave, saying see you tomorrow.

Seeing Director Pan off, everyone stood outside Director Pan's building. Su Yun smiled and said, "Boss, you rarely come back to Hai Cheng without checking out the hospital."

"Mm." Zheng Ren ignored the barb in Su Yun's words, just nodding.

"Where to go have fun?" Su Yun asked: "Since we're not going to the hospital, how about KTV?"

Talking about fun, Zheng Ren felt a sense of bewilderment.

Clubbing, KTV— the louder, the better.

When the music started, my heart beat abnormally, as if it would go into arrhythmia at any moment.

"Let's film a short video!" Xie Yiren said firmly.

"What short video?"

"The Chu sisters are so pretty, it'd be a shame not to film a short video."

"Oh." Zheng Ren responded.

What we do doesn't matter, as long as Xie Yiren is happy.

Su Yun glanced at Chu Yanran and Chu Yan zhi, nodded, and said, "Firewood lass, nothing special to look at. But twins have an advantage—just standing there brings presence. They're tall too, definitely good-looking."

Zheng Ren didn't understand, didn't want to, just held Xie Yiren's hand, seeing her face full of smile, feeling happy inside.

……

……

Lao He was also eating.

A Du Du hepatology classmate invited everyone out for a small gathering among classmates.

At a classmate gathering, if you don't eat and drink to your fill, it hardly ends. Lao He usually can drink and talk, he's the mainstay of such gatherings.

But today he had little interest. No matter what classmates said, he couldn't get interested.

Lao He occasionally took out his phone, not knowing what he was looking at.

"Lao He, if you keep this up, you'll have to drink a penalty." A Du Du hepatology classmate said.

Lao He gave a bitter smile, put away his phone, feeling uneasy as he raised his cup.

"You've climbed high and now don't treat classmates as anything?" someone joked.

"Oh? Lao He got promoted?" someone unaware.

"Being made deputy chief is nothing compared to this." A Du Du hepatology classmate laughed: "Rumor has it Lao He has attached himself to Zheng Lao Ban."

"Zheng Lao Ban?"

"Zheng Lao Ban!"

Some knew, some didn't.

Being a doctor, or rather this profession, wanting to learn, truly every day new knowledge appears. If you don't study, that's fine too—being able to perform the most basic operations flawlessly is also a skill.

Besides, Xinglin Yuan previously existed only as a forum; even the biggest forum, Uncle Ya, has already declined, let alone this small forum.

But among classmates, they understand each other. After a glance, someone steps up to explain to the clueless the recent changes in Xinglin Yuan over the past six months.

This is indeed a big deal.

As for the Du Du hepatology classmates, they vividly described the fierce rivalry between the two heads of the Intervention Department, vying for Zheng Lao Ban's support, which is truly lamentable.

Soon, everyone realized Lao He was no longer the same as before.

But they didn't understand why, after stepping onto a broad road to success, Lao He still wore a worried frown.

"Lao He, your act of turning your face away from old classmates is not good; you should be punished with a drink." someone joked.

This is something enviable and jealous, so someone suggested, and a crowd followed suit.

Today is Saturday, tomorrow basically no work, so we can be a bit unrestrained.

"Don't mention it." Lao He took out his phone, found Zheng Lao Ban's WeChat, scrolled to his Moments, and let out a long sigh: "I'm not even counted as part of Zheng Lao Ban's Medical Team; I'm just an external staffer."

"Haven't they been sending you to King's Hospital for anesthesia? That doesn't count either—so what does?"

"Sigh." Lao He didn't know what to say, so he handed his phone to the speaking classmate.

Seeing Lao He like this, others were also curious.

Although every family has its own hard-to-recite sutra, Lao He following Zheng Lao Ban also counts as having a good home.

It's the time of spring pride; if not acting a little reckless, why still heavy-hearted?

Took out the phone, saw a row of short videos posted in Moments.

"Everyone says Zheng Lao Ban is young; just look at his Moments and you know. Like us, who has the energy to do this?"

"No, Zheng Lao Ban usually doesn't post on Moments." Lao He said: "He returned to Hai Cheng today, saying he's visiting the old director."

"Not forgetting one's roots, are young people very down-to-earth?"

"Mm, not like some people who get arrogant once they succeed." Someone seemed to be pointing at someone.

"Just look at the short video and you'll know." Lao He shook his head, staring blankly at the cup in front of him.

A curious soul opened a short video.

A pair of identical-looking girls, dressed in identical outfits, tall and imposing, heads held high and graceful, walk down the commercial street.

One of them holds a cup of milk tea, looking like a model walking the runway, dazzling and eye‑catching.

They're just pretty girls; Zheng Lao Ban likes this type.

However, posting a pair of twins on one's social circle is a bit frivolous.

Someone thought to themselves.

But in an instant, at the 2.3‑second mark of the video, a horizontal bar swept across.

"Ya!" a female classmate jumped in surprise and cried out.

They were originally admiring something absolutely beautiful in the world, like a pair of porcelain dolls, only to have someone smash them.

In a flash, the pair of girls moved in sync, executing a beautiful, swift split; their bodies instantly lowered, just enough to dodge.

I go...

Everyone gasped.

How long those girls' legs are!

How flexible they are!

Although they knew it was a deliberately staged scene, everyone watching the video felt a surge of admiration for beauty.

Even the female classmates felt a fond affection for these two girls, who were as lovely as porcelain dolls.

"Really good!"

"If they were my daughters, I'd dote on them to heaven!"

"Tsk tsk, no wonder Zheng Lao Ban posted the video—it's really rare."

"Every word of praise was like a dagger stabbing Lao He's heart."

"This is my lifelong enemy!"

"Before, I only saw a few photos, but today they… Lao He thought and thought, almost bursting into tears."

"Life, damn it, is just too hard!"

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