In the book era, my villain is super well-behaved

After answering all the students' questions, Yan Xian explained the principles in detail.

Afterwards, Mr. Yan planned to call a few students over to help Yan Te.

He asked the students to participate voluntarily. Unexpectedly, 48 of the students raised their hands and expressed their willingness.

After all, it was the wrong payment!

Yan Xian couldn't have so many people, so he only selected a few male students, and they were all the ugly ones.

After explaining their respective tasks, he went back to the Ministry of Foreign Trade to pick up the foster dogs.

Xiaoqing and Xiaoxuan rolled like mud monkeys in the heavy rain yesterday, even Dahei was dirty.

Yan Xian rubbed them three times in a row, and used a large jar of shampoo to wash them clean.

When their fur is dry, they are all sent to the ward of Xiao Cong.

The Hospital had never come to accompany the pets. The guards were taken aback when they saw the well-washed dogs, hesitating whether to stop them.

Yan Xian had already brought the dogs in.

The guard stared at it for a while, seeing that the dogs were well-behaved, did not bark to disturb the patient's rest, and did not damage any medical equipment, so he looked away.

The silver-haired old doctor knocked on the door and came in, and saw all the sleek dogs staring at her.

The literacy of the Hospital made her not read too much or talk too much.

After changing Lu Cong's medicine calmly, the old doctor saw that she was still sleeping, and said, "The patient can wake up today, and her body is a little weak. When she wakes up, I will arrange a nurse to deliver a nutritious patient meal."

"Thank you, old doctor." Yan Xian sent the old doctor away, and began to teach the dogs to go to the bathroom.

Each ward here is a single room, equipped with a bathroom inside.

"Xiaoqing, Xiaoxuan, you two have been together for two months, you are big dogs, you have to learn to take care of yourself." Yan Xian imitated Lu Lu's tone, brainwashing the dog.

The dogs stared at him, not knowing if he had learned or not, but their attitudes were all correct, and they all listened very carefully with their ears up.

When Yan Yan didn't notice, Dahei's eyes were staring at him opening and closing doors, opening and closing windows and other actions...

Lu Cong was awakened by the sizzle-la-la sound in his ear, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the pure white ceiling.

Looking around, the dogs were all lying on the mat under her feet, not to mention sound asleep, and snoring.

She turned her head and saw that Yan Yan was swinging the antenna of the radio.

There were white clouds outside the window, and the bright sunlight shone in, encrusting a layer of gold on his body, so handsome that he didn't look like a real person.

He tuned the radio, and finally tuned to a music channel, playing red songs.

"Revolutionaries are always young~
He is like a big pine tree that is evergreen in winter and summer.

He is not afraid of wind and rain.

He is not afraid of the cold weather..."

From the corner of his eye, Yan Yan had been paying attention to the little pot, and when he saw that she had finally woken up, the corners of his mouth were raised, and his eyes were clear.

"How do you feel, where is it uncomfortable, are you hungry, do you want to go to the toilet?"

Lu Cong: "..."

So gentle, I can't bear it!

The sun was a little harsh, so she closed her eyes.

The scene of Gong Ruting shooting Huo Gongan in the heart involuntarily appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but tremble with fear.

Huo Gongan was more seriously injured than her. Even if the bullet was taken out, the situation might not be very good.

If she could, she didn't want to face death again.

She opened her eyes and looked at her little brother for a while, and then under Yan Xian's surprised eyes, she accepted the relying eyes.

live to see him...

so nice~
"I'm really hungry, help me to the bathroom first."

"There is a wheelchair." Yan Xian was afraid that she would accidentally scratch the wound by moving around, so he quickly pushed the equipped wheelchair over, and carefully moved her onto the wheelchair.

After sitting up, Lu Luong realized that there was actually a window air conditioner by the window.

Is there air conditioning in this day and age?
Feeling the cool breeze blowing out, she squinted her eyes comfortably, and said, "The condition of this hospital is really good, it even has air conditioning."

She was even more pleasantly surprised when she got into the toilet. Not only was it bigger than the one in Hongqi Hotel, but it was also clean, with no smell at all.

Taking advantage of her time to go to the toilet, Yan Xian rang the bell to call the nurse and ordered sick meals.

In the kitchen here, there are chefs who know medicine and medicine on duty 24 hours a day. Three meals are served on time, and there are also advanced pre-made products that are prepared in advance and placed in the freezer for emergencies.

It didn't take more than a quarter of an hour from the time he ordered the food to the time it was served.

The auntie nurse in her 30s came in with a big plate, and said with a smile, "Danggui stewed pig's trotters, steamed ginseng chicken, and pork liver porridge, please take it easy."

"Thank you, thank you for your hard work." Lu Cong noticed the nurse's attire when she came in. The fingernails holding the dinner plate were trimmed a bit bald, the hair was combed in a spotless way, and the white coat was spotlessly clean.

Looking at the food in front of me, the specification is even higher.

The ginseng in the steamed ginseng chicken is not a small ginseng, but a whole solitary ginseng, which is the kind of old ginseng that has been around for decades.

Moreover, the amount of meat and medicinal materials is particularly sufficient, without cutting corners at all.

Seeing her not moving her chopsticks, Yan Yan asked, "Don't you like it?"

"No... no, it's quite suitable for my current physical condition."

Lu Cong always felt that something was wrong, but she had just woken up, and her mind was still a little blurry, saying, "I'm just worried that the medical bills are too expensive, we don't have that much money."

"It's all public money." Yan Yan smiled.

Little Lu Cong's eyes lit up, she couldn't believe it, but seeing her little brother's brows and eyes were calm and his expression was normal, she was ready to eat.

"Steamed ginseng chicken can replenish vitality, and is suitable for deficiency of qi, blood and semen, fatigue and weakness.

Angelica stewed pig's trotters can nourish the blood, and at the same time increase white blood cells and platelets. Regular consumption can beautify the skin and have great benefits for the body.

I can't finish it all by myself, so let's share it. "

"Give me the rest of Xiao Cong." Seeing that she was going to call him, Yan Xian quickly stopped her.

"It's too delicious, isn't it? Where does this taste like medicinal food? Oh my God!" Lu Cong was really amazed.

What kind of fairy craft is this?
The two had just finished eating, and the dogs were gnawing on the bones of the pig's trotters, and the old doctor came over to make rounds on time.

The old doctor checked Lu Cong and made a detailed record of the efficacy of the medicine.

"I will arrange nurses to adjust the patient's diet and add more red dates and peanuts."

"Thank you, grandma." Yu Cong saw that he was treating her well, so he opened his mouth and called grandma crisply.

The old doctor smiled kindly, glanced at the drawings on the table, and suggested, "Pay attention to reasonable rest, avoid overwork, and develop a good life schedule."

"Grandma, I have a friend from the police who was shot while chasing down the bad guy. Can I order some Chinese patent medicine for him?"

"You can spare some, but if there is too much, there will be no more." The old doctor thought about it and agreed.

They are all Huaxia's good sons, so please help if you can within the scope of her duties...

When I was in college, I served as the Communist Youth League secretary in my class, and the song I sang with my classmates was "Revolutionaries are always young."

I remember that Yun Yun sang at the beginning, and he was awarded 600 yuan by the school, which was a lot of money at that time.

The uniform T-shirts I ordered at that time, with "China" printed in bright red, were still Hongmei brand, a good material made of cotton.

Looking back now, it seems to smell the taste of youth.