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Chapter 80 080. Doctors say I am very healthy

When Su Hong saw this scene, she felt the hands on her watch tremble and almost jump a notch.

Qiao Mu's skin and flesh were open, and the wet internal organs inside were opening their mouths to talk, just like a few old guys living in an alley playing chess and chatting. This surreal scene seemed weird even to the eyes of the Chosen One. , arousing Su Hong's nerves.

"Don't worry, they are all my good friends, right."

Qiao Mu looked at her beating heart. In response to his words, her heart stopped and she opened her mouth.

"Yes, yes!"

Those chattering internal organs were all talking about it, but Qiao Mu didn't just let it hang out, but quickly put it back, otherwise it would be difficult to deal with it if it became dusty.

Qiao Mu straightened his clothes and saw Su Hong staring at him warily, so he spoke.

"Xiaohong, let's have seafood noodles tonight!"

".Don't you think there's anything wrong?"

Su Hong hesitated for a moment before asking tentatively.

"The doctors say I'm very healthy."

Qiao Mu nodded.

Su Hong was silent for a while.

He guessed that maybe Qiao Mu's special characteristics allowed him to remain rational at this level. Well, whether Qiao Mu was rational or not was still a question. Anyway, it couldn't be worse than when he was in the [Madhouse].

"let's go."

He saved the document and turned off the computer.

Seeing this, Qiao Mu came to the window and closed it. She said goodbye to the grass in the pot and the corner of the wall seriously, and followed Su Hong out.

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Su Hong felt that, on the bright side, at least there would be no other problems in the room except those two guys who didn't know what they were.

The two walked through the rows of high-rise buildings and came to a row of shops under the overpass of the main road. Although it was along the street, it faced the main road. Except for the residents living nearby and the workers working in the CBD, , there are no guests.

The seafood noodles that Qiao Mu mentioned are here. The boss is from a coastal city and his craftsmanship is good. He didn't expect that this small shop with only six tables can also order expensive seafood such as king crab and small green dragon.

Of course, Qiao Mu couldn't afford it.

The seafood rice bowl here costs 38 yuan a portion. If he comes here to eat it, it means he has improved his food.

He ordered a prawn rice bowl, while Su Hong ordered seafood family noodles. The price was the same, but Qiao Mu's only had shrimps, while the seafood family noodles had a variety of fish, shrimp and shellfish.

The TV in the store was broadcasting news. A gas leak occurred in a city in the northern part of Wajima, killing more than a dozen people. The cause of the accident is under investigation, but according to Kazuki Ichiko's tone, it is probably the last official or politician who came out. Bow and apologize, then sit down and that's it.

"It may be caused by abnormalities."

Su Hong took a mouthful of noodles and said casually.

"It's so hard."

Qiao Mu couldn't help feeling that there really weren't many jobs like theirs.

He ate quickly, and while Su Hong was still chewing slowly, Qiao Mu had already licked the plate clean.

The TV was still reporting international news. Qiao Mu took a quick look and decided that he was not interested. Seeing that he was surrounded by financial workers working nearby, he decided to do some offline promotion.

After all, Qiao Mu is a social terror and can't get those fancy announcements.

He first aimed at the boy sitting opposite him, eating squid and fried rice cakes.

"Friend, do you use a tree hole net?"

Qiao Mu asked.

The boy opposite was stunned for a moment. He didn't know whether Qiao Mu was talking to Su Hong next to him or talking to him. However, seeing Qiao Mu's sincere eyes as if he had never received nine years of compulsory education, he still slowed down a little. Your own chopsticks.

"Use it, but just look at it."

The little brother thought that he didn't take any pictures. There was a boy opposite him, so he shouldn't have punched him, right?

"Then do you know the account Scientific Explorationbot?"

Qiao Mu became interested, ignored Su Hong's eyes next door, and asked again.

"what is that?"

The little brother doesn’t quite understand.

"Give me your cell phone."

Qiao Mu said naturally, and the little brother handed his cell phone to Qiao Mu naturally.

I saw Qiao Mu operating skillfully, and quickly followed the scientific exploration bot account with my brother's account, and liked all the previous messages of the account before returning the phone to my brother.

"Here you go, it's beautiful inside!"

Qiao Mu showed a sunny and cheerful smile like a big boy.

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A question mark appeared on the little brother's head.

I don’t know what kind of medicine Qiao Mu sells in the gourd.

He glanced at the account casually, thinking it was an advertising and marketing account at first, but when he saw the beginning of the latest article, he suddenly felt that the phone screen seemed to be emitting some magic, sucking him into it.

After staring for three minutes, the little brother came back to his senses when his phone vibrated with a message.

The boss is urging me to hand in materials again.

No matter how bitter the coffee is, it is not as bitter as the life of a laborer!

Looking up, the little brother found that both Qiao Mu and Su Hong had finished eating and left.

He hurriedly finished his fried rice cakes and rushed back to the company, anxious to deal with the messy work. When he raised his head again, it was already half past nine in the evening.

After stretching, the little brother picked up the phone and found that the application before locking the screen was stuck in this article of Scientific Exploration Bot.

He leaned back slightly, relaxed, and read the novel seriously.

According to my understanding, this is a novel set in the Republic of China with a bit of fantasy.

He had seen a lot of complaints about this type of story on the Internet before.

My grandfather was brutally murdered when he was nine years old. He also enjoyed many short videos about using a hammer as a firing pin to shoot.

So at first, I didn’t have much expectations.

But as he watched, he felt like he was in the old city hotel, facing warlords, dignitaries, and wealthy businessmen. As a spy, he had to be extremely careful, otherwise he might be exposed at any time and secretly executed.

He saw the graceful singers on the stage and people lingering on the dance floor. He saw outside the window that the people were in dire straits and the world was bleak. Farther away, war was raging and the earth was devastated.

Although the words seemed clumsy, plain, and vulgar at first glance, through this small old city, I saw a specious nation that was also suffering.

He was attracted unconsciously.

When the banquet started, a play called "The King in Yellow" was performed. People who were once well-dressed were fighting each other. Outside the window, the red mist changed in strange and unpredictable ways. He felt both refreshed and a little scared.

Finally, the red mist spread to the banquet hall, and the warlord who had exhausted all his tricks was covered in ulcers and dissipated in the mist.

The singer was sent away, the screenwriter lurking in the enemy camp was sacrificed, and the New Year arrived, everything was full of hope.

The younger brother felt disappointed.

He thought a lot, but long-term work has made him lose the ability to express his feelings. The little brother can only click on the comment area to see if any talented netizens can express what they are thinking.