Chapter 40: Slowness is sick

He found that Wang Aiguo stared at the eye drops. The monk said in a weak voice, "Don't watch, I haven't had laser surgery. This is an ordinary eye drop."
"Eyes for eye drops also come in this packaging, which is quite rare." Wang Aiguo said and took out the eye drops from the monk's cabinet.
After pulling out the eye drops from the box, as Wang Aiguo thought, the eye drops were not bottled, but a one-off version.
Looking at the eye drops in Wang Aiguo's hands, the monk sighed while rubbing the safflower oil: "This is not as good as the previous bottled eye drops. I can't use half of them every time. This is not the key. The key is this You ca n’t put the eye drops, you ’ll get germs when exposed to the air, and you ca n’t use them when you get them. You can only use them once.

After listening to the monk's words, the mysterious doctor was silent for a long while, and then slowly said, "Have you ever suspected that the amount of this eyedrop may be normal, and the abnormal one is you?"
"Am I a Cyclops?" Said the monk in a nasty manner.
"But ... your eyes are half smaller than the average person!"
Suddenly, the air in the dormitory was quiet. Well, the doctor seemed to tell the truth accidentally.
"You Naina." The monk propped on the bedboard with both hands, a mule turned over, and hit his face fiercely on the ground.
The scene was quiet again ...
After a short while, the monk lifted his head with his strong willpower.
那 "Well, who of you can help get a tissue, I seem to have a nosebleed."
Everyone: "..."
I said good monks, good physical strength, good martial arts, where did they go? Where did you go! !! !! !!
Uh ...
The three-thousand-meter monk is an extraordinary play this time, and is even approaching a spiritual event. why would you said this? Because it was rubbed with safflower oil, the monk walked close to crabs the next day.
I didn't say anything about running, even today's monks can break their blood even if they bend their knees.
Of course, the Secretary is not much better than him. Yesterday, because of a serious illness, the pretense was more and more forced to force, the next day the secretary also lay in bed for a day.
However, at this time, the much-anticipated military boxing teaching was launched.
Wu Chenyang's recruit camp captain specially invited the instructors from the q City Special Forces Brigade, and I heard that this time when teaching the army boxing, they will also teach about capture and fighting. So everyone is full of enthusiasm for this time's teaching. Even after this month, everyone is half dead, but after hearing the news, they still showed 200% enthusiasm.
The monk monk, a monk from Shaolin Temple, was naturally full of interest in this kind of capture and fighting. The problem is that at this critical time, his legs are not good for him. This made him extremely depressed.
But at this time, a news came over-this time the teaching of military fist and capture fighting was not taught together, but one team at a time.
When I heard this news, the monk immediately felt that life was hopeful again. After all, they are 12 teams and will always be the last team.
Then the monk began to rest, rubbing his legs with safflower oil desperately, hoping to speed up the recovery.
However, the development of things often exceeds everyone's expectations. Whatever is usually done is the last 12 teams. This time, it actually caught up with the first teaching.
According to the captain, this is for fairness, so give them priority this time.
Then everyone in the 12th team was all excited, and only the monk looked at his legs and looked like iron and steel.
Uh ...
Time: September 16, 2012
Location: Chenyang New Army Camp
Weather: Autumn tigers are raging, but no matter how hot they are, they can't stop everyone's enthusiasm
I was informed that morning that the instructors of the special forces brigade would come to teach in 12 teams.
I do n’t know how everyone slept at this noon, and the monk rubbed his leg at noon, hoping that when he practiced boxing in the afternoon, his body would be more powerful.
I heard this news, Wang Aiguo was also a little excited. But his excitement was that he finally didn't have to run three kilometers in the afternoon. For him now, he can run less once every three kilometers, because every time he runs, he feels that he has walked once before the gate is closed.
The wake-up bell rang soon in the afternoon. Immediately afterwards, Grandpa Bi held a whistle and rang the whistle.
The whistle gathered, and everyone rushed out like a crazy dog. However, it seems that many people are still confused because of the relationship between siesta and waking. Wang Aiguo clearly saw a few figures wearing underwear only flashing from the door, and then screamed and came back.
And in their dormitory, everyone jumped out of bed and rushed to the door like a hungry tiger.
"Right down, your shoe laces are loose." Wang Aiguo walked behind, seeing everyone rush out, he quickly called right down.
However, he did not return to the right and waved his hand directly: "It's all right, go down and tie."
"Let's do it." Wang Aiguo waved his hand, then looked at the monks around him.
"Do you need help?"
"No need!" The monk firmly lifted up his pants ~ EbookFREE.me ~ and then rushed to the door with "light work".
The king was patriotic, and his legs were almost worn out.
…… ..
The quicker the assembly, the better, this is the first iron rule everyone learned when they came to the camp.
I usually think that Grandpa Bi will abandon everyone and come down too slowly, but today, because everyone in the 12 team is playing chicken blood, the speed of going downstairs is abnormal.
One step at a time usually, two steps today. Some little short legs can't make two steps in one step, and then jump to the last three or four.
Although the speed has gone up, the chance of accidents has also increased.
Go out without tying shoelaces to the right, and soon someone stepped on the shoelaces and fell down on the stairs.
He Youjiang's fall was completely unexpected, but everyone responded well, and all jumped from him. Until ... the monk came.
"Ah!" The scream of right descending sounded throughout the 12 teams.
The monk's legs were originally inconvenient, and the relationship between rushing time and his brain was not good, so he didn't notice the right drop on the ground, and stepped on it with one foot.
After screaming at Youjian, the monk also noticed that there was someone under his feet, and in a panic he was trying to raise Youjian. As a result, he just bent over ... Wang Aiguo came.
"These guys adore you very much, and think that each of you is a master of martial arts." Grandpa Bi said with a smile and the instructors of the special forces brigade.
Teacher politely smiled and said, "Nothing, we are just ordinary people, we ..."
Before he finished speaking, Grandpa Bi heard a commotion. Then, turning his head, his face immediately turned black.