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Doctor Zuoxiang 5200 Text 289, Brain Science Authority

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    289. Brain authority

    Xue Zhengyang has been meeting at the head office for the past two days and just came back this morning. As soon as he walked to the door and before he opened the door, his nose smelled an indescribably strong aroma of wine coming from the crack of the door. He couldn't help but be surprised.  , hurriedly took out the key and opened the door, and said loudly before seeing anyone: "Dong Qiang, did you drink my wine secretly? Who sent this good wine?"

    He followed the smell of wine in three steps and two steps, and went up to his son's room on the second floor. As expected, he saw his son drinking wine by himself in the room.

    Xue Zhengyang strode over, grabbed the glass bottle of Jiujiang rice wine on the table, and couldn't help but said in surprise: "Dong Qiang, what kind of wine is this? Don't tell dad that it's Jiujiang rice wine, who sent it here?  Isn¡¯t it a home-brewed local bar?¡±

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    Wang Pengyu didn't have anything to pack Zuixian wine for them to take home. Wang Chengyuan and Wang Changshan usually drank Jiujiang rice wine that cost five yuan a bottle. There were many empty wine bottles at home, so he simply washed them and let them fill two bottles of Zuixian each.  Wine to take away.

    Xue Zhengyang came out of the army and was very skilled. Even though he changed his job and became the general manager of Sinopec Branch in the past few years, he was pampered and pampered, but he did not put down much effort. Xue Dongqiang easily snatched the rice wine bottle back, and he couldn't help but feel a little bit.  Accident.

    He is very busy and has a lover outside, so he doesn¡¯t go home often.  I only heard Xue Dongqiang say that he practiced Kung Fu with some master, and I thought that his son went to the martial arts school to learn some Kung Fu that can be seen and seen. Now it seems to be somewhat effective. It is not easy to snatch things away from him easily.

    ¡°If an elite soldier like him casually takes away his belongings and exchanges them for a pistol, wouldn¡¯t he be putting his life in the hands of others?

    "Who did you learn your kung fu from? It seems you still have some real kung fu. Why don't you show off with dad?" Xue Zhengyang said, but his eyes were fixed on the wine glass in his son's hand, and he added another sentence.  "If you lose, how about this wine goes to dad?"

    Xue Dongqiang just picked up the small white wine glass and poured a glass of Drunk Immortal Wine. He didn't have time to drink it yet, so there was no need to rush to meditate. He said with some pride: "Of course my master has real kung fu, not his son."  You boast that your skills are at the early stage of Ming Jin at best. You are no match for me."

    "When we get back to the capital, that bastard will look good!" His voice suddenly became sinister.

    Xue Zhengyang stared at him and said in a deep voice: "Nonsense! Your sister's matter has nothing to do with him. You were still young at the time and didn't know what happened. Forget it, I won't tell you this. What's your master's name? This wine  Did he brew it? Is there any more? I bought it from him."

    "What are you looking at? Why don't you get me a wine glass and give it a try!"

    Although he left the army, his fiery temper could not be changed for a while, and Xue Dongqiang's mother was also a strong woman with a strong personality.  At that time, they were barely able to get together because of the marriage between the families, but their personalities could not always get along. They separated when Xue Dongqiang entered junior high school. Xue Zhengyang usually spent the night with his lover outside and rarely came back to this house.

    His extreme alcohol addiction was also developed when he was in the army. He didn't drink in the army.  It's very difficult to get along.

    Xue Dongqiang reluctantly handed the wine glass to his father, shook his head and said: "My master's name is Wang Pengyu. This wine is not brewed by my master. It is very precious. It can strengthen the body and nourish the vitality. You can't buy it."

    Xue Zhengyang hummed and said: "You bastard, just give me this small cup of daddy, your throat won't even get wet."

    "Weird. The name Wang Pengyu is a bit familiar. It seems somewhere" As he spoke, he poured Zuixianjiu into his mouth. His voice suddenly stopped, and then he shouted loudly, "Good wine! Really good wine!"  "

    Xue Zhengyang, who usually never gets drunk, drank a small cup of Zuixianjiu and felt the world spinning. The wine glass was unsteady and fell down. Fortunately, Xue Dong caught it quickly with strong eyes and hands.

    ¡°Then Xue Zhengyang waved his hand to Xue Dongqiang, and walked back to the room with a silly smile.

    Xue Dongqiang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he suddenly thought of an idea. When his mother came back, he tried to get her to drink a small glass of Drunken Fairy Wine. Sure enough, her mother was also drunk. Xue Dongqiang chuckled and moved his parents, who had not slept together for several years, to the same bed.  on the bed.

    As a son, he definitely doesn¡¯t want to see his parents with equally strong personalities separated because of this.  He knew that now the two families no longer needed to marry to strengthen their relationship. His parents had never divorced. In fact, it was because everyone had feelings for each other, but they just refused to bow their heads first. He hoped that this would improve the relationship between his father and his mother.

    ?As for his father's lover outside, Xue Dongqiang has also seen her. She is a Jiangnan woman with a gentle personality. He doesn't care much. It is normal for a successful man to have several women behind him. His father has not been with his mother for many years, so there must be physical reasons.  If necessary, just finding one lover is not bad.

    Christine Lane indeed has the rigor of German descent. She took a direct flight from London to Yangcheng early the next morning.

    There is an eight-hour time difference between the UK and China. He called Vialpoman at around three in the morning. At that time, Wang Pengyu had already treated Adams and was undergoing a series of examinations in the hospital.

    Although it only takes about 12 hours to fly from the UK to China, a lot of time is wasted waiting for the flight, etc. It was already past ten o'clock in the evening in China when Christian Lane found Vial Portman.  (I forgot to consider the time difference in the previous time. It has been revised, but it will not affect reading, sorry.)

    Originally, he planned to go find Wang Pengyu right away, but Vialpoman knew the situation in China better than Christine Lane. If he wanted to find Wang Pengyu, he would have to trouble Tang Jianye to find Wang Pengyu's address. It was not a good time to disturb others.  Timing, so Christian Lane was persuaded.

    It just so happened that Christine Lane stayed up most of the night last night and was tired from flying today. After hearing Vial Boman¡¯s dissuasion, she took a day off and prepared to visit Wang Pengyu the next day.

    Wang Pengyu practiced in the backyard all night, and just closed his eyes for a while on the sofa in the living room near morning.

    Then he heard the noise, opened his eyes and saw Situ Yue quietly opening the door with a blushing face, peeking out, and saw Wang Pengyu sitting on the sofa looking at her, her cheeks even redder, and she explained in a low voice  Said: "I drank too much last night. I admitted it was wrongit was just the room. You haven't slept?"

    Wang Pengyu smiled: "It doesn't matter, I won't have a problem if I don't sleep for three days. Although Zuixianjiu is of great benefit to your cultivation, it is also a kind of medicinal wine. It is a medicine with three parts poison, so it cannot be done without restraint.  If you drink, please be careful in the future."

    Situ Yue nodded and immediately slipped into her room. Her room was just next door to Wang Pengyu's, while Wang Chengyuan and Wang Changshan's bedrooms were both on the second floor.

    Wang Pengyu then returned to the bedroom and wanted to take a nap, but the bed was warm and still contained the faint fragrance of virgin body. Coupled with the special fragrance of Drunken Immortal Wine, Situ Yue always appeared in his mind, and he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.  After reacting, I couldn't help but smile bitterly, and just sat cross-legged on the bed and meditated.

    Christine Lane came to Wang Pengyu¡¯s house with Vial Portman and Adams.

    Adams knew that Christine Lane was looking for Wang Pengyu, and after hearing what Vial Boman said about Wang Pengyu's injections and bloodletting, he realized that Wang Pengyu's medical skills might be much higher than he thought.

    Even Christian Lane, an authority on the brain department of the Royal Hospital, said that his situation at that time was extremely dangerous. Even if he operated according to Christine Lane's plan, there was no guarantee that the drug would not affect the tumor. He happened to have Wang Pengyu's phone number.  , so he came over to see if Wang Pengyu really had a way to cure his disease.

    When Wang Pengyu received Adams' call, Situ Yue had just made breakfast, and his expression was the same as before, as if he had not slept in Wang Pengyu's bedroom last night. Wang Changshan and Ye Ying arrived at the company, and Wang Chengyuan went to the Dongping River as usual.  Morning walks in the woods and boxing.

    When Adams arrived at Wang's house, Wang Pengyu discovered that Vial Boman and a tall, blue-eyed and blond foreigner wearing a thick coat had followed him here.

    Wang Pengyu was a little strange, but he politely invited them into the living room, poured them tea, and then asked: "Mr. Adams, who is he?"

    Adams explained: "Mr. Wang, this is Christian Lane, an authoritative professor of brain medicine at the Royal Busman Hospital in the UK. I was shocked when I heard that Mr. Wang released the blood stasis in my brain with just one injection."  Mr. Wang¡¯s medical skills, I came here specially from England to visit Mr. Wang.¡±

    When Christine Lane heard what Adams said, she couldn't help but stood up and looked at Wang Pengyu with wide eyes: "What! He is the one who treats you? So young?"

    Wang Pengyu chuckled and said: "I wonder if Mr. Christian Lane has ever heard of an old Chinese saying, ambition does not depend on age. It is just releasing blood from the brain and skull. It is not a great medical skill. Mr. Christian Lane should be invited back.  .¡±

    Christine Lane waved her hands repeatedly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Wang, that's not what I meant. The human brain is extremely complex. Even our Western medicine doctors and brain doctors are still quite young. I heard that Chinese medicine doctors are generally older than our Western medicine doctors. Suddenly I saw  Mr. Wang is so young, I was just surprised for a moment."

    He has checked AdamIn this case, no sequelae of hemocephalus were found. If he and Vialpoman were not old friends, he would have thought that Vialpoman was deceiving him. In his heart, he felt incredible about Wang Pengyu's medical skills. It was rare.  Putting down the air of an authoritative professor, he humbly asked for advice: "Mr. Wang, I wonder if I can ask you a few questions?"

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