Chapter 204 (2/2)

After a brief chat with Wang Lin, Chen Xiaoming also came back, continued to lie on the armchair, slightly closed his eyes, rested and waited.

Wang Lin returned to his shop and continued his wood carving production.

As soon as the time turned, the morning time passed in Chen Xiaoming's boring rest. Although someone came halfway, looking at the hospital, Chen Xiaoming was still resting alone. He shook his head and turned away.

At noon, Chen Xiaoming glanced at the sky and thought that he was also a mortal. He couldn't help getting up and went straight to the restaurant not far away.

”Boss, a pot of good wine and a few dishes.”

Stepping into the restaurant door, Chen Xiaoming gave a soft command, found a position by the window and sat down.

He threw a silver ingot to the restaurant owner, who walked away with a smile on his face.

Before long, a table of good dishes and wine came up.

”Sir, please take your time.” he said politely, and the man stepped back.

Take a sip of old wine, pick up chopsticks and put a piece of beef into the import. It has a different taste.

When I was a man in my previous life, I wanted to experience the scene of drinking and eating meat.

It's just that heaven is not what people want. Instead of going to the Jianghu, he has become a small sapling.

I can't feel it when I drink and eat meat, but I feel the role of photosynthesis and respiration.

Now, I really haven't eaten for many years.

A pot of old wine has been stolen for a long time. Looking at the medical museum not far away through the window, pedestrians are in a hurry, but there are no guests. Why not follow your heart.

As time goes by, the afterglow of the sunset is scattered, and Chen Xiaoming's figure comes out of the restaurant.

Rise with the sunset and return with the sunset.

When Chen Xiaoming wanders back to the hospital, locks the door and lies directly on the bed beside the hospital. There is no drunkenness in his eyes, but Qingming is abnormal.

Time flies and March passes

There was nothing wrong with the arrival of Chen Xiaoming in the quiet street. The neighbors also accepted Chen Xiaoming, a somewhat out of tune doctor.

”Uncle Chen, Uncle Chen, here comes the wine you want.”

Early in the morning, the young tiger, holding a jar of fruit wine, quickly ran to the newly opened medical school, whispered to Chen Xiaoming, and secretly hid the fruit wine in his arms in the corner behind the door of the medical school.

”Uncle Chen, my father said that drinking too much is bad for your health.”

Put down the wine. The young tiger was a little worried and hesitated. He still spoke to Chen Xiaoming.

”Don't listen to your father. Is he a doctor or am I a doctor?”

He waved carelessly. Chen Xiaoming impolitely picked up the fruit wine from behind the door. Compared with the old wine in the tavern, this fruit wine is still suitable for him.

In the past three months, Chen Xiaoming has also become familiar with his neighbors, especially the Daniu family, who was injured by iron striking and was treated by Chen Xiaoming at will, so that everyone knows that although Chen Xiaoming looks unreliable, he also has real materials.

”Er... Uncle Chen, I'll go first.”

The young tiger scratched his head and found that Chen Xiaoming seemed to be right. The other party was the doctor. His father was a blacksmith. Maybe his father was really wrong.

Never mind him, the teenager and Chen Xiaoming said hello, but they plunged into Wang Lin's shop.

Chen Xiaoming looked at it and smiled gently. He didn't care. He lay on the armchair and took a sip of fruit wine. He lived a leisurely life for months, but it really made him feel like a mortal.

Time is only easy for mortals to grow old. Without fleeting years, they don't wake up to the empty Pavilion at night, the sunset and the spring wine.