The Heroine’s Route is Wrong

Zhao Qingyi and Wang Qize went to the food stall with police officers from the two places to eat and drink, and then went to KTV to sing as a vent of pressure and friendship.

Regardless of the fact that the mainland police officers do not speak Cantonese well, many men like to sing Cantonese songs, which led Liu Zhengxiong and Chen Shaoxiang to correct some pronunciation.

However, it is difficult for mainlanders to speak Cantonese to pronounce accurately, and it is difficult to remember, which makes people laugh, but their Mandarin speaks like a zombie tongue.

The most fluent standard is Zhao Qingyi, everyone is very surprised how she learned.

"I'm a magic stick, I'm different from you. I want to learn ancient Chinese accents. Cantonese has many similarities with ancient Chinese accents."

Xiao Qin female comrade is curious: "Why do you want to learn ancient sounds?"

Zhao Qingyi said: "Those magical instruments and things are many before the end of the Dharma era. Those mysterious powers have avoided the world around that time. What should they do if they don’t understand the summoning with modern pronunciation? Mystery is lost, and there are changes in language pronunciation, The reason for the incomplete spell is."

"No? Isn't this too funny?"

"You think, for example, when the frontline is fighting, the company commander is from Hong Kong Island and the commander is from Shonan. The company commander said in Cantonese:'Commander, commander, the enemy is about to attack No. 1 Heights. Our personnel have suffered heavy losses. We request artillery support. ! The location is XX..." The teacher said: "What? What's the matter? What? I don't understand, can I speak the Shonan dialect? Translation? "Finally found two translations...""

Zhang Bei asked: "Why are there two?"

"One translates Cantonese into Mandarin, and the other translates Mandarin into Shonan."

Liu Zhengxiong said: "When the translation comes over, that company will be wiped out."

"Yeah, I'm the company commander. If I don't understand the ancient accent, and when fighting a strongman, I can't get the'gunfire support' in time and I will die."

The people present couldn't help laughing.

Wang Qize watched Zhao Qingyi talking and laughing with them. He was a member of the mall and shared fewer topics. He couldn't help thinking whether he could be admitted to the Ministry of National Security if he went to the civil service examination.

But he has to go home and inherit the family business. It's really hard to choose.

Or Zhang Bei handed him the microphone and asked him to sing.

Wang Qize is even more embarrassed. His voice is quite good, but he doesn't know how to sing and is out of tune, so he seldom sings when gathering with people.

But now everyone is booing, and Zhao Qingyi also looks expectant.

He puts on...

A minute later, everyone looked unlovable, Wang Qize's "Glory Years" has not yet finished singing.

...

Everyone was still happy in the evening, but Wang Qize was a bit gloomy when he returned to the hotel. He rushed to Zhao Qingyi, who was going to wash and sleep, and asked, "Is it really that bad for me to sing?"

Zhao Qingyi nodded honestly, and said: "It's not important, as long as a man can make money and cook, I can download it if I want to listen to it."

"..."

Wang Qize also thought that the men Zhao Qingyi knew were extremely masculine. They were more capable of fighting than him, had heroic demeanor, and made adrenaline rushes, and he was a businessman.

If it is another gold worshiper, he has an advantage, but if Yiyi is not a gold worshiper, he has no advantage.

Zhao Qingyi will go to show Minako's legs tomorrow. He can't be a beast tonight. Let's prepare a romantic evening.

...

The next day, Zhao Qingyi was escorted to the hospital by personnel, and six assistants had arrived earlier.

After washing his hands and putting on clothes, he went into the operating room.

Minako had removed all the clothes but was not anesthetized. She was also a little ashamed at this time. Zhao Qingyi smiled at her and said in Japanese: "Don't be afraid, I'm here to help you."

Minako always felt that she had known each other before, and she felt relieved when she heard these words, and said, "Thank you."

Only then did Zhao Qingyi instruct the Japanese to come to the Chinese medical staff to give her the tool, which was a thin stick made of twelve sterling silver.

Minako saw that her leg was rotten, but the ghostly yin gas had spread from her feet to her whole body. To heal her, he had to heal the whole body.

She let the protector support Minako to sit down, and her hands were fast, and the thin and soft silver sticks were inserted into Minako's body.

Separate its twelve meridians and internal organs first, and don't interact with each other, so as not to discharge the insidious poison in one place, and finally be passed on by another place.

This skill made the famous doctors present couldn't help but admire. Even if the old Chinese doctors had such accurate hands, they couldn't handle the soft and paper-thin silver sign.

A professor at the Jingcheng Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine was also a member of this exchange group. Of course he was also on the scene, but he wouldn't be able to do it with this one.

Zhao Qingyi first asked the western doctor to take care of Minako’s rotten foot and carefully draw the congested blood from the condensed vein, and then let people feed Minako a bowl of rooster blood. After about ten minutes, he then pierced her foot with a tonic needle. Yangming Stomach Channel.

The western doctors from Japan are all national experts. They use various instruments to carefully extract the congested blood. Fortunately, Minako no longer has much sensitivity to that foot.

After an hour and a half, I saw that the congestion on the vein was cleared under the advanced fluoroscopy instrument.

Then she used complicated techniques to apply moxa on her full sun bladder meridian. At this time, the yang qi of the rooster's blood was in full force, expelling the cold with heat and expelling yin with yang. But Minako couldn't help feeling Ai Zhi's pain. Zhao Qingyi gently told her to hold back, and Minako trusted her wholeheartedly at this time.

She irritated the Shaoyang Gallbladder Meridian again. Six hours had passed by this time. Many doctors who were just assistants felt a little tired, but they wanted to see more of Zhao Qingyi's techniques.

Minako was hungry again, so she had to drink that terrible rooster blood, because she was full of yang, but her body was ghostly yin.

After Zhao Qingyi burned his hands on the Taiyin Lung Meridian, and then used internal force to dredge the collaterals to stimulate, Minako coughed up Yin Zi's dirty blood, only the chest pained extremely.

Zhao Qingyi used acupuncture for thirteen hours after being difficult and then easy to clean up her twelve meridians and internal organs.

Then, she took out the twelve pieces of silver sticks, patted three palms on the Baihui acupoint on top of her head, and then used different acupuncture techniques to completely open up her meridians starting from the Ren and Du channels.

Although everyone present was tired, they opened their eyes wide and wanted to learn something from them.

After another two hours, Minako didn't feel that her body was always cold. For example, when she entered the sauna, she sweated, but the internal organs and the skin and bones all seemed to have countless needle sticks. It's the same as coming in.

"Hold it." She didn't say a word either.

After tapping the acupuncture points all over her body, Zhao Qingyi was almost exhausted. The two nurses sat down on a chair next to her and drank sugar water that replenished energy.

Until Minako's needle stick pain subsided, Zhao Qingyi asked her about her condition, and then asked the doctor to take her down when she was relieved.

After leaving the operating room, it was late at night. Wang Qize and Princess Mako were waiting outside, as well as the Japanese bodyguards and Hong Kong police officers.

"Yiyi!" Wang Qize ran to support her, feeling terribly distressed.

Princess Mako was also sitting in a wheelchair, was pushed over, and asked, "Zhao Sang, how is Minako?"

Zhao Qingyi said: "Your doctor is doing follow-up treatment. No accident, it should be okay. Let your Chinese doctors take supplements."

"Thank you, thank you so much!"

Zhao Qingyi was too lazy to say no thanks, nodded, and left with Wang Qize, and went to the lounge prepared by the hospital to dine.

Just after eating, Zhao Qingyi fell asleep directly on the chair with exhaustion, but Wang Qize took her out and took the police car back to the hotel.

...

Zhao Qingyi slept until two o'clock in the afternoon the next day, but was not busy with official business, and was taken to the Hong Kong government hall after recuperating for another day.

Director Zhang and the Chief Executive met with Japanese personnel and accepted their gratitude.

However, Princess Mako was very concerned about the safety of their citizens after this incident occurred. The Japanese consulate on Hong Kong Island also expressed on behalf of the government the willingness of the two countries and three places to communicate and assist such terrorism.

There is no need for Zhao Qingyi to say this. Director Zhang also received the guidance from above, and initially responded to the Japanese proposal. After all, knowing the news in Japan is good for preparing for the response in time.

...

Ministry of National Security, conference room.

In the front, Minister Li, Deputy Minister Xie, Deputy Minister Chen, Director Wang, and Director Zhang sat in a row, while Zhao Qingyi and Zhang Bei sat on the other side to report, mainly Zhang Bei’s report process.

After Zhang Bei finished speaking, Zhao Qingyi said: "Yes, this is how it happened."

Minister Li Fox smiled and said, "Director Zhao, are you just saying that?"

"Then what else?"

Li Fox said: "Do you have nothing to say about'cure' the Japanese princess?"

Zhao Qingyi thought about it seriously, and said: "I don't have anything to say in particular. But next time, I really don't want to give me this kind of task, it will be dead. I went to Half-Life, and they paid it too. The 800 million yen "medical" expenses are even less after deducting the exorbitant tax. I won't make this terrible amount of money next time. If someone comes to our unit, you can directly help me with Minister Li."

The people present suddenly had an urge to pinch her. What is only 800 million yen, which is nearly 50 million soft sister coins, OK?

To a group of people with a monthly income of tens of thousands of yuan, dare to say such frantic words. (Except if there is corruption)

Minister Li said, "Then you admit that you are superb?"

"That's not all medical techniques, it just happens to be symptomatic profound techniques. My master is an old Taoist priest."

"Do you have any plans for how to guard against monsters?"

"I'm about to graduate, so I want to have a few relaxing days. Otherwise, I will really die."

Minister Li nodded and said, "Okay, then you have a good rest, and you will notify you when you have work."

"Minister Li, can you please call me after get off work hours."

"I suddenly remembered something important. It's no good if you don't notify you in time. People from the Ministry of National Security can't learn the lazy style of a foreigner."

Zhao Qingyi thought about what she had said to her subordinates back then, and finally understood how full their spirits were, and they had no complaints or regrets.

Vice Minister Xie suddenly smiled and said, "Minister Li, you should try your best. They are all young people!"

Everyone present laughed again. Minister Li looked at Zhang Bei and said, "Zhang Bei also takes a vacation."

Zhao Qingyi and Zhang Bei went out of the conference room together. When they saw the leader go, they pulled him aside and muttered, "Frankly speaking, have I been on a thief ship? Don't you often use me as a beast?"

Zhang Bei's expression was still serious and said, "Director Zhao, compared to me, your treatment is very close to that of a human being."

Zhang Bei would actually be joking.

Zhao Qingyi sighed, "That is to say, there is no way for my own country, otherwise, who will make this terrible money."