Yin-yang ghost hand gynecology male nurse

Guan Hua burped and rubbed his stomach.Yesterday, I drank white beer and red beer. I drank from [-]:[-] pm to [-]:[-] am, until Wang Tao's [-]-square-meter living room was covered with wine bottles.

Wang Tao looked at Guan Hua who was sitting across from him with a bitter face, and poured himself a fourth cup of strong tea, thinking to himself that this kid was too aggressive, so he drank the three of them down.The next day, he still seemed to be okay. Could it be that he was made of a wine tank?Still immune to alcohol.

"Brother Wang, you have already been brought to the interrogation room..." Wang Tao's entourage smelled a strong smell of alcohol as soon as they entered the door, and almost vomited out their gastric juices again.He has vomited ten times since last night, and if he vomits again, he can only vomit out his stomach.Glancing at Guan Hua, he finally had to look at Wang Tao with a bitter expression.

Guan Hua stood up, smiled at the two of them, and slowly walked out of Wang Tao's office.Just kidding, how could the body forged by Li A be overwhelmed by a little alcohol. Once alcohol enters Guan Hua's stomach, it will be converted into glucose by the powerful digestion ability. Not afraid of the wheel battle of the three of them.The three of Wang Tao don't have such heaven-defying abilities, and it would be impossible to drink until one o'clock in the morning if they don't often socialize.

Guan Hua followed the passers-by into a small interrogation room, looked curiously at the handcuffed old man opposite the bars, and led the passers-by to close the door wisely.

The old man was also very interesting, wearing a prison uniform and sitting on a special chair, staring at Guan Hua with piercing eyes, as if trying to see through him.

Guan Hua flipped through the interrogation materials, tapped on the table, hummed leisurely, and only said a word after more than ten minutes. "You were wronged?"

"Aren't you a policeman?" The old man asked with a frown.

Guan Hua walked over, leaned on the bars and replied with a smile: "No. You are not a liar either."

"Will you believe what I say? Will they let me go if you believe it?" The old man's tone was very hostile, and he seemed not good at communicating with people.Or it was the suffering of the prison these days that made him a little angry.

"I don't know." Guan Hua shrugged. He could conclude that the old man was a person with spiritual power, but he couldn't determine whether he was cheating or not.

"I don't know if I'm going to tell you something. Call the person in charge." The old man's stubborn temper came up, and he was so angry that he blew his beard and stared. "You can't be the master, you come to coax me to play?"

"Spiritual power is mottled and quite weak. It can prolong life, but it is not enough to solve yin and yang. There is a hidden danger half a foot under the left armpit, and the gathering of yin and spirit power cannot be resolved. It hurts unbearably every time the moon is full. If my guess is right, seven out of ten The eighth is being injured by a ghost. The yin and yang of the left eye are half-opened, and ghosts can be seen vaguely...Old man, am I wrong?" Guan Hua looked at the terrified old man with a smile.

The old man looked at Guan Hua's slightly revealing eyes with disbelief, and secretly admired: those are a pair of eyes that are breathtakingly looking at the power of yin and yang. "Master, help!" The old man changed his previous attitude and looked at Guan Hua eagerly.

Guan Hua ignored the old man, sat on the interrogation table, lit two Chinese sticks, bounced one and sent it to the old man's mouth with spiritual power. "You can tell me now."

Guan Hua burped and rubbed his stomach.Yesterday, I drank white beer and red beer. I drank from [-]:[-] pm to [-]:[-] am, until Wang Tao's [-]-square-meter living room was covered with wine bottles.

Wang Tao looked at Guan Hua who was sitting across from him with a bitter face, and poured himself a fourth cup of strong tea, thinking to himself that this kid was too aggressive, so he drank the three of them down.The next day, he still seemed to be okay. Could it be that he was made of a wine tank?Still immune to alcohol.

"Brother Wang, you have already been brought to the interrogation room..." Wang Tao's entourage smelled a strong smell of alcohol as soon as they entered the door, and almost vomited out their gastric juices again.He has vomited ten times since last night, and if he vomits again, he can only vomit out his stomach.Glancing at Guan Hua, he finally had to look at Wang Tao with a bitter expression.

Guan Hua stood up, smiled at the two of them, and slowly walked out of Wang Tao's office.Just kidding, how could the body forged by Li A be overwhelmed by a little alcohol. Once alcohol enters Guan Hua's stomach, it will be converted into glucose by the powerful digestion ability. Not afraid of the wheel battle of the three of them.The three of Wang Tao don't have such heaven-defying abilities, and it would be impossible to drink until one o'clock in the morning if they don't often socialize.

Guan Hua followed the passers-by into a small interrogation room, looked curiously at the handcuffed old man opposite the bars, and led the passers-by to close the door wisely.

The old man was also very interesting, wearing a prison uniform and sitting on a special chair, staring at Guan Hua with piercing eyes, as if trying to see through him.

Guan Hua flipped through the interrogation materials, tapped on the table, hummed leisurely, and only said a word after more than ten minutes. "You were wronged?"

"Aren't you a policeman?" The old man asked with a frown.

Guan Hua walked over, leaned on the bars and replied with a smile: "No. You are not a liar either."

"Will you believe what I say? Will they let me go if you believe it?" The old man's tone was very hostile, and he seemed not good at communicating with people.Or it was the suffering of the prison these days that made him a little angry.

"I don't know." Guan Hua shrugged. He could conclude that the old man was a person with spiritual power, but he couldn't determine whether he was cheating or not.

"I don't know if I'm going to tell you something. Call the person in charge." The old man's stubborn temper came up, and he was so angry that he blew his beard and stared. "You can't be the master, you come to coax me to play?"

"Spiritual power is mottled and quite weak. It can prolong life, but it is not enough to solve yin and yang. There is a hidden danger half a foot under the left armpit, and the gathering of yin and spirit power cannot be resolved. It hurts unbearably every time the moon is full. If my guess is right, seven out of ten The eighth is being injured by a ghost. The yin and yang of the left eye are half-opened, and ghosts can be seen vaguely...Old man, am I wrong?" Guan Hua looked at the terrified old man with a smile.

The old man looked at Guan Hua's slightly revealing eyes with disbelief, and secretly admired: those are a pair of eyes that are breathtakingly looking at the power of yin and yang. "Master, help!" The old man changed his previous attitude and looked at Guan Hua eagerly.

Guan Hua ignored the old man, sat on the interrogation table, lit two Chinese sticks, bounced one and sent it to the old man's mouth with spiritual power. "You can tell me now."