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Ten lashes come down.
Xu Pengju was covered with wounds.
Several medical students who seemed to have been prepared for a long time actually wandered out, carried Xu Pengju and left.
Xishan Medical College is a leader in trauma.
Many inexperienced medical students almost broke their heads in order to compete for the opportunity to work as resident doctors in nurseries.
¡°After all¡clinical practice is important.
And children are always bound to have bumps and bumps.
These medical students carried Xu Pengju onto the stretcher, but they were not surprised at all.
It¡¯s all the same, why is it that you have such a calm expression again.
This is easy to handle. They have already thoroughly understood Xu Pengju's physical condition. They can memorize what medicines can be used and whether there are allergic reactions to special medicines.
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"Remember to disinfect."
"Three days are enough to raise him in the silkworm room. He has rough skin and thick flesh, and he recovers quickly."
The people carrying the stretcher were walking vigorously and communicating with each other.
Xu Pengju lay on the stretcher and screamed.
He screamed and started to purr very quickly.
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In the military camp.
Zhu Zaimo held a leather whip in his hand, and the soldiers stood upright one by one.
??Thousands of officials and the grandson of Wei Guogong dared to fight.
So no matter whether these 'young masters' are joking or not, at least one thing can prove that they are not joking.
"It's as easy as strangling an ant to kill oneself."
After understanding this, people became silent.
Zhu Zaimo didn't say a word, just kept a straight face, so all the young men dismounted, and they didn't dare to show their dignity, and stood up straight.
When the soldiers saw him, they hurriedly raised their heads and chests, fearing that they would become aliens.
Soon, many soldiers began to feel uncomfortable. Who knew that standing up would still be so painful.
On the contrary, the teenagers seemed to have become normal. They all had expressionless faces and bright eyes.
This is an extraordinary day for the new recruits.
Nearly everyone began to regret, regretting how they had been deceived by the word "pro-military" in the first place. If they had known this, they might as well have been a mason here.
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In the distance, Fang Jifan held up his telescope and looked at everything happening in the military camp.
??He was very satisfied with this.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Whip Xu Pengju, was a stroke of genius, this child looks like me.
Fang Jifan immediately felt comforted. He finally had a successor. Being able to teach his skills to a smart child was a great comfort for his whole life.
Fang Jifan put down the telescope and put his hands behind his back. Wang Shouren, who was beside him, also raised the telescope and looked at it: "Teacher, are you really safe to hand over this Zhengde left guard to the emperor's grandson?"
Fang Jifan said: "Nothing can be made without polishing it. This is not only tempering the Qiu Ba of Zhengde Zuowei, but also tempering these young disciples who are teachers. Instead of telling them how to solve the problems they encounter, it is better to let them solve the problems themselves. You can see it." On."
"Yes." Wang Shouren said: "When the student is off duty, he will come here to take care of him. Please rest assured, teacher."
Fang Jifan looked at Wang Shouren with a smile: "Being in the Criminal Department must be very frustrating."
Wang Shouren was silent for a long time and nodded: "I am still beside my mentor, and I feel at ease."
Fang Jifan sighed with emotion and patted him on the shoulder: "My mentor thought so too, butafter all, you still have to be on your own. The Ministry of Justice is here to sharpen your temperament. The worst thing about you is that you have a bad temper. You can't be arrogant. Do you think that my teacher is so talented? Are you proud of me? Do you look down on others? Do you have disdain for others? My teacher knows that you look down on many people, but you are wrong , in this world, even if it is a bunch of bitches, it is still valuable."
Wang Shouren frowned: "But"
"It's not allowed, learn from your teacher, know how to communicate with others, and gain a good reputation. I also heard that you were in the Criminal Department and you almost beat someone up? You" Fang Jifan shook his head: "I don't know the importance."
Wang Shouren: "But they speak ill of their mentor behind his back."
The smile on Fang Jifan's face gradually disappeared.
"they said,??The emperor glanced at Fang Jifan with a smile, but thought in his heart that he was indeed his son-in-law. Although this was a bit exaggerated, but I don't know how many times better than those who say that benevolence and justice are not shown and show off the first name. .
This Emperor Hongzhi sang and harmonized, which made Wu Kuan's ears harsh. It was obvious that he was here to ridicule himself.
Wu Kuan stepped forward and said: "The Duke of Qi is not benevolent and righteous. This is what I said in the memorial."
Fang Jifan only smiled, and his clothes were blown by the wind. He might be the prince consort, but he was certainly the best among men. He stood beside Emperor Hongzhi, standing gracefully, but without even looking at Wu Kuan from the corner of his eyes, he said: "Who are you? , who recognizes you!"
However, Emperor Hongzhi pressed his hands and said: "Okay, don't argue. Wu Qing's family, I have read the memorial you submitted. I don't care whether it is true or false in the memorial. But I know your good intentions and will know how to check myself." , If benevolence and righteousness are not shownpeople's livelihood is withering, alas"
He smiled playfully.
Wu Kuan said: "Your Majesty, I am just telling you a real report. In this world, there are so many people who have no clothes to cover their bodies and no food to eat. When has the palace ever cared about these people who are suffering from cold and cold, but they only focus on accumulating money in the internal treasury? It is not the work of a holy king. If your majesty distributes the money from the internal funds to the people, how many people can be fed and clothed? Your majesty, the king is less important than the people."
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