Big Data Cultivation

Zhou Xiaotong heard the words, and suddenly he was embarrassed: What? Jumping so high into the snow, no footprints?

She had determined that there was nothing on the ground, and she couldn't help but crouched down again and took a closer look.

After watching it for a while, she stood up again, looking at the left and right, "Did he fall to this place?"

The female follower has also followed, hesitating, she whispered, "I saw him falling into this piece, and Sister Tong, you see ... There are only the footprints of the chef nearby, he left, he always had to walk? "

The scene in front of me was too weird, and at the end of the day, her voice trembled slightly.

Zhou Xiaotong stood there, silent for a long time, his eyes narrowed, not knowing what he was thinking.

Five minutes later, snowflakes fell on her shoulders, already covered with a thin layer, and she spoke again, "What about the footprints when we came?"

The man spoke with his classmates, crying and laughing, "Sister Tong, this must be ... the snow is covering it."

"Oh, covered," Zhou Xiaotong nodded slightly, repeated in a low voice, and then suddenly raised his voice, "covered, then it's not over? Master Feng's footprints must also be covered by heavy snow ... what are you thinking? "

The men and women exchanged glances with their classmates: Can I explain this if I go there?

How long have they been here? How long has Feng Jun gone? No matter how heavy the snow is, it is impossible to cover it in the blink of an eye, right?

The female follower hesitated and nodded slightly. "Today's snow is really big. Once covered, it will not be easy to find."

Alas, Zhou Xiaotong sighed secretly, yeah, the snow is too big. If the snow stops now, she might still consider inviting a few professionals to come over and check to see if anything abnormal can be found.

But now, Xue is still rushing down the ground, waiting for her to invite the experts, here is flat again.

Since this move is undesirable, she can only say coldly, "So this is normal, there is nothing strange, and there is no need to discuss with others, understand?"

"Understood," the two classmates replied together, and the male classmate even said more, "I must keep my mouth shut."

Zhou Xiaotong's face sank and looked at him coldly, "Nothing, what mouth do you keep?"

"I was wrong," the male follower raised his hand, and then smacked his mouth fiercely, and then laughed, "Sister Tong, you know, I have never used idioms."

Zhou Xiaotong's complexion looked slightly better, "If you are stupid, you must read more, read more, and say less!"

"Sister Tong is right," the male classmate said with a smile on his face. "Go back today and I will read the next software."

"Well," Zhou Xiaotong nodded slightly and said after a pause, "Remember to copy the original, don't hurt that little money, too many typos in piracy ... not conducive to your improvement."

"Where can I?" The man replied with a smile, "It must be the genuine version, and it's just a pack of cigarettes. Who will be the difference? But I still want to thank Sister Tong for pointing."

Zhou Xiaotong lowered his head, looked at the white snow, and spoke casually, "Okay, pack your things and prepare to go."

When the three of them came over, they did not bring much, two bottles of rice wine, a set of glasses, and two handbags.

As for the cooking utensils and tableware in the pavilion, as well as those ingredients that have not been grilled, they are all from the Yuan family Zhang Luo, so they do n’t have to worry about them.

The two followers blinked and stopped, and then went down the stairs. The male follower saw Zhou Xiaotong still standing there and opened his mouth to say hello.

The female follower's eyes were fast, he pulled him, and when he saw him, he shook his head slightly, and raised his finger to the CMB bus not far away.

After they left, Zhou Xiaotong raised his head and glanced at the hotel not far away.

The distance between the hotel and the straight line is less than 400 meters, but because of the heavy snow, it also looks a little blurry, and the light can be seen clearly at night.

Zhou Xiaotong's eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, and his mouth still mumbled softly, "Taking snow without trace ... Is it floating on the water? It's the most perfect host."

At the hotel at the moment, there are also a pair of eyes, looking coldly here.

Yuan Huapeng sat in the hall on the second floor, and didn't tell him until he watched the bus leave, "Xiao Wang, go and tidy up."

As he said, he picked up his phone and made a voice, "Master, they are gone ... Guo Bingying didn't say money, but it said it was snowing today and it was not convenient to come out. What do you mean?"

"Oh, then forget about it, no need to contact," Feng Jun replied, and then threw the phone on the coffee table, muttered softly in his mouth, "What a special, really disappointing."

He was originally interested in Guo Bingying. After all, he grew up so big that he had seen a star, but he had never made an appointment.

But this feeling, he was ruined by Zhou Xiaotong's two-way plug, which made him extremely annoyed.

The snow stopped in the middle of the night, but the thick snow of half a foot could not be melted in a short period of time. Feng Jun and the good scenery could not be played around anymore.

One day passed quickly, and the next day, it was time to give Yuan Lao treatment again.

The treatment was still in the morning, and the Yuan family made a request to the hospital: during the treatment, they did not want outsiders to be present-including the hospital's medical staff.

This request made the hospital almost run away: Yuan Zihao was our first aid and stayed in the ICU ward for a long time. We have been taking care of it very carefully. Now we are not allowed to be present?

If you change a patient and dare to toss this way, you do n’t even have to change people. Yuan Zihao himself, Yuan Zihao, who was unconscious six days ago. If he dares to ask this way, the hospital will ask politely: If the family insists on this request ... then transfer to the hospital.

But now, Yuan Zihao's condition has greatly improved, and it is likely to get better. At this time, if they ask for a transfer, they may immediately agree.

However, in this way, it is not in the interest of the hospital.

First of all, the hospital's medical income will be reduced. The cost of one Yuan Zihao can withstand at least three patients of the same type.

Secondly, if the hospital does this, it is likely to anger the old Yuan who has recovered his consciousness.

Finally, no matter how Yuan Zihao was cured, at least he recovered here, which is the reputation of the hospital.

what? Some people say that Yuan is always healed by Nomura? The hospital can also say that its own Feng Shui is good-anyway, it is all metaphysics, who is afraid of who?

Therefore, the hospital did not dare to mention the transfer, and could only beg to say that Ye Lao has invited many people and borrowed a lot of equipment. He wants to observe and monitor the treatment process of Forging Pill by scientific means.

It's not easy to spend so much energy and so many relationships.

The hospital not only exerted pressure on itself, but also asked others to come and say that the sisters of Yuan family could not bear it.

Fortunately, however, Yuan Zihao was sober. If he himself opposed the presence of outsiders, no one's pressure would work.

Anxious, he asked directly: I am ashamed and disappointed, you must look at it, what is the intention?

The hospital did not dare to exert any more pressure and was in a hurry. Yuan Lao, in all cases, would propose to transfer.

So when Feng Jun came to the ward, he saw dozens of people outside the door. Among them, there were medical staff in the hospital, a few white-haired old experts, and more than ten new friends and old friends who visited Yuan Lao.

Feng Jun even saw Zhou Xiaotong in the crowd-she was whispering something to a handsome guy.

When Zhou Xiaotong saw him coming, he greeted him with a smile, "Master, can I go in and watch?"

According to the way of getting along the night before, Feng Jun didn't even have the interest to answer the question.

But with so many people on the scene, Feng Jun didn't want to fall under the name of "not paying attention", so he smiled at her and shook his head, "Sorry."

The young man who talked to Zhou Xiaotong didn't agree, and shouted in a straight voice, "Brother, please keep your steps, why are you sorry? Give a statement, I won't care about you."

As soon as the words fell, the two boys came over and set him up.

The man suddenly panicked, "What do you mean by two brothers? If you have something to say no, do you know who I am?"

A young man smiled at his teeth, and his white teeth Yu Yu Shenghui said, "Aren't you going to say something? Find someone nowhere ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ My brother will give you an explanation ..."

"Don't tell me," this man's face was white, and he whispered, "The two brothers, I just asked, can't I owe my words? Beautiful girl, please help me ..."

Zhou Xiaotong was too lazy to ignore him, she stared blankly at the door of the ward and did not speak.

After three or five minutes, a woman with a good face quickly walked over and whispered, "Sister Tong, you can't see the ward in the monitoring room ..."

"Waste!" Zhou Xiaotong yelled in a low voice and gritted his teeth, "I don't care what method you use, I must see ... it's not working, control the people in the monitoring room!"

"But ..." the woman hesitated and spoke up, "It's the Yuan family ... they covered the camera in the ward."

Zhou Xiaotong gritted his teeth, "Asshole! A bunch of assholes!"

However, no matter how she complained, this time, the Yuan family was determined to maintain the treatment of the old man. All the four sisters and siblings were present, and even the second brother-in-law came over.

Because the Divine Doctor said that this treatment is the most critical, and will use half a Pei Yuan Dan. As for the fourth treatment, it is pure forging body Dan, just to make the old man healthier.

Since she couldn't squeeze in, Zhou Xiaotong could only wait outside because she had to wait for more than half an hour. She even walked to the roof of the hospital to breathe the fresh air ... The air in the corridor was too muddy.

But beyond her expectation, this time Master Feng's treatment far exceeded half an hour.

She stayed on the roof for more than half an hour, went back and waited for another half an hour, couldn't bear the dirty air, and came to the roof again.

This time, she waited for more than an hour before receiving the prestige from her classmate, "The door is open and Master Feng is coming out."

Bastard, is this deliberately drying me?