: Three hundred and forty

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Older, maybe less sleep, Guan Dao phoned over, Qian Junhao finished his breakfast. x
Regarding the father, Qian Junhao's attitude is very clear. Doctors have it. Let's not go to the hospital. Take the doctor directly to the house. The matter of pregnant women is not a trivial matter.
In fact, it is not a matter of pregnant women that it is not a matter of small things, but that things of control are not small matters.
Guan Ming attaches great importance to Mu Xiaoxiao, and anyone who knows Guan Ming knows clearly. No one said whether it would appear to disrespect the doctor.
In Mu Xiaoxiao's words, humans have struggled for thousands of years in order to eat meat.
Guan Ming has struggled for so long, not to mention any privileges, but he can use his money to open the way.
The father and the mother Carry a lot of money, but the money is spent, and the moon and the moon all make money in it.
Panic, Mu Xiaoxiao put the bowl of porridge on the table, then sat down in the chair honestly, reached out to let the doctor take the pulse.
The doctor is an old man, at least from the age point of view, it is estimated that he looks like 60 or 70 years old.
Traditional Chinese medicine is a quintessence of Chinese medicine, but it does not mean that traditional Chinese medicine does not understand western medicine. A lot of medicines that pregnant women can prescribe are prescribed, and then everyone sends Mu Xiaoxiao to the room to lie down.
But looking at Mu Xiaoxiao's pitiful little eyes, the management mother quickly brought two bowls of rice porridge.
"The pregnant woman ’s body is okay, probably it was frozen last night, just take a day or two of medicine, but pay attention to the diet. During pregnancy, her body's immunity will be almost. Although the bottle is fast, but the pregnant woman, It ’s better not to have an injection.
The doctor said to his father.
I was dragged here to see a doctor in the morning, and the fool knew that this person was unusual.
"It's too much trouble for your doctor, I want to know that the child is okay, and this is more than a month pregnant." Guan Ma nodded again and again, and asked her most concerns.
"On the whole, there should be no problem, but if you are too worried, you can go to the hospital for a check. If it is Chinese medicine, it is not so magical." The doctor shook his head.
The pulse of traditional Chinese medicine is not so magical. The most important thing is that he did not say anything with certainty without full grasp. After at least inspection, he found that Mu Xiaoxiao was also the early symptom of a cold-type cold.
Wind-cold colds are more common in the spring and winter seasons, but this thing is not so accurate. Just a few moments ago, the cold dew was the second-to-last fall in terms of air quality, and it is also near winter.
"I see, thank you for your doctor." Guan Dao and Guan Ma thanked him, and then chatted with Qian Junhao accompanying him for a while, and finally sent the group away.
Guan Ma originally wanted to call Guan Ming, but was stopped by his father. The normal condition of being sick, dying, and dying was just a cold, and Guan Ming had something to do today.
The family can't help Guan Ming at work, but it's better not to disturb him at home.
"Xiao Xiao, let's go to the hospital to see how?" Sitting on the bedside, the management mother looked at Mu Xiaoxiao in front of her, and she couldn't help laughing or crying.
This guy rolled around and rolled himself into a silkworm baby, looking at himself stupidly.
The quilt is tightly packed, one long.
"Mom, I won't go. Isn't the doctor saying that it would be better to take some medicine, I don't want to go to the hospital ..." Poorly looking at Guan Ma, Mu Xiaoxiao was aggrieved.
Double Star stared at the company and home, all places worthy of its attention.
Mu Xiaoxiao is ill, but after double star calculation, as long as he has taken medicine and covered his sweat in the quilt, at least when Guan Ming returns home, Mu Xiaoxiao should be much better.
Guan Ming is in a bad mood right now, and Shuangxing doesn't want him to be more sad and worried.
There is only silence.
Either Zhao Jiefang, the father or the mother, or Mu Xiaoxiao, or even the child in Mu Xiaoxiao's stomach, can't beat Guan Ming's mood.
From the perspective of Shuangxing, its existence has only one meaning: service management.
The plane flew in the sky, and the tail of the jet left a white mark in the sky.
He got off the plane worriedly, Zhou Wanli carried a briefcase, nodded at the driver, and then the car drove on the road in Shanghai.
It's time for lunch, but Guan Ming has no mood. After receiving Zhou Wanli at the door of the company, Guan Ming took him to the third floor underground.
No polite words, no polite words.
I came to the third basement for the first time. Although Zhou Wanli was curious about everything here, he didn't pay much attention.
He knows the technology, but it takes too long to throw it away. He doesn't think that he can analyze everything by just looking at it.
Without a sofa, the best seats on the third basement level are a few swivel chairs.
"I don't know where you heard the news, but Zhao Lao was indeed at the advanced stage of lung cancer during his lifetime ..." Zhou Wanli used a 'live' to describe it.
"You mean, Mr. Zhao ..." His eyes twitched, Guan Ming remembered some pictures of his last life. In the cold morgue, only the air conditioner and the machinery in the freezer made sounds, suppressing the temperature.
Even if he was reborn in his senior year in this life, he still dreamed of the sadness of the vigil for many years.
"Yes, Lao Zhao was buried the day before yesterday. According to Zhao Lao's last wish, his purpose was set up on the Rocket Base. There was a special cemetery there. He wanted to stay at the Rocket Base, both before and after his death." With Zhao Jiefang, Zhou Wanli also had to use a word for Zhao Lao.
Some people, even if they die, are still there.
Silent, Guan Ming did not respond, but his face was a little gloomy.
"Zhao Laolin said something when he died, but he didn't know you would be so ... concerned about him so much, he only hoped that you don't waste your talents in scientific research and contribute more to the country. This is after Zhao Laolin's illness. Some talking materials. "Zhou Wanli said, and he took out two thin sheets of a4 paper from his briefcase and pushed them in front of Guan Ming.
Guan Ming's move was not just inexplicable by Zhou Wanli, but even the people above it.
An analysis of Guan Ming's character has done a lot, but none of them can explain the current state of Guan Ming. Even Zhao Jiefang did not expect Guan Ming to be so concerned about him, and it is so. Zhao Jiecai's funeral Guan Ming was not invited.
Zhou Wanli had exchanges with the people above in the morning and discussed whether to use this opportunity to falsify Zhao Lao's expectations for Guan Ming, such as technology sharing, such as technological innovation.
Sorry, Zhao Jiefang is dead. Everything can be dead without proof. No matter how harsh the requirements are, you can understand it. After all, the old man will think about what is going on, and no one knows.
But the above thought that Guan Ming's change was too sudden. He didn't say that there was no plan beforehand, and even the cause of the change was not found. The people above did not believe that a person who touched the life of a few people would have a bad influence on Guan Ming. Such a big impact.
So the decision is to be realistic. There is no airtight wall in the world. As Guan Ming shows more and more attitudes ~ EbookFREE.me ~ the research on Guan Ming will be more and more. Not on automatic awareness.
Looking at the a4 paper, there are not many things written on it. It is clearly stated to Guan Ming, and there is only one sentence. The rest are worried about the development of the country's science and technology and the prospects of the rocket base.
"... Trouble you, Zhou Lao." Looking up, Guan Ming rubbed his temples to alleviate the fatigue. It may be because he didn't sleep all night. He had a migraine headache.
"Small tube, it is normal for people to die in life, and don't ..." Although Zhou Wanli persuaded Guan Ming, he also paid special attention to Guan Ming's movements, expressions, and so on.
He is not a professional, but he is also responsible for collecting Guan Ming's changes.
"I know, I know ..." Rubbing his temples with one hand, pressing down with the other, stopped Zhou Wanli's words.
"I'm sorry, I can't accompany you to eat at noon. The boat is exhausted. I want to eat something if I want to eat something. I want to stay quiet for a while." The fingers rubbing the temples went to the eyebrow, and the index finger and thumb were pinched Thin flesh skin.
Opening his mouth, Zhou Wanli did not expect that he would be treated like this, but shook his head helplessly, he went to the elevator himself.
Everyone has spoken, is he still here?
He was taken away without saying a few words in total, but now it seems that the other party's mood is a bit wrong. rw
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