super medical system

Chapter 17
On the screen of the mobile phone, the big characters "buy it and leave it" are a bit dazzling.

The bridge of the nose weakly glanced at Jiang Yuan, who was beside him with a look of evil spirits, and said a little coyly:
"Brother Jiang, it's a small business. The two you ordered can only place 20 bets at a time. This bet is 10 yuan, which is two hundred. This... Brother Jiang, you know my family's financial conditions." ..."

Before he could finish speaking, Mo Xigan pushed the bridge of his nose and staggered, and pushed Trump forward with a mouthful of fucking.

"Go, go, go! What are you talking about? Jiangguo is making you money. What do you mean? Jiangguo, right?"

Jiang Yuan's complexion looked a little better now, but seeing the bridge of his nose hesitant to speak, an evil fire surged in his heart again.

"Humph!"

"Hey! Jiang Guo, don't be angry, you are definitely the top of the list, hot Yang Tian, ​​even if you think about it with your toes, you have no chance of being on the list."

Mohawk obviously studied the book "On the Self-Cultivation of a Qualified Dog" carefully, and a just-right flattery made Jiang Yuan smile, and he began to be humble again.

"You can't say that, if not, wouldn't it be embarrassing?"

Raising his eyebrows, Jiang Yuan grinned, "Don't worry, what you earn is yours, and what you lose is mine."

Hearing this, his face with a snub nose became lively in an instant, and he hurried forward with a pile of smiles, while Moxi Gantou heaved a sigh of relief quietly, and when he turned around, he showed a flattering look again:

"I told you all, follow Jiangguo, we will have a good taste and drink spicy food. If you still don't believe it, just buy as much as you want. I borrowed the numbers of several friends and bought a lot. !"

"Besides, we helped Jiangguo win so many votes, are you afraid you won't be able to win the first place?"

Jiang Yuan was really happy when he heard the words, "You are on the road! Let me tell you, being my younger brother will not let you suffer. I will treat you for lunch today!"

"That's a good relationship, thank you Jiang Guo!"

Jiang Yuan's face was full of smiles, and he felt that Trump was listening to him a lot.

"Ding dong!"

At twelve o'clock sharp, the cell phone sounded the tone, sitting on the fourth floor of the cafeteria, Jiang Yuan, who was slowly putting the meat into his mouth on a special plate, was shocked, but he managed to calm himself down, as if he didn't need to hear it at all. .

Nose bridge could not sit still, "Brother Jiang, it seems that the Billboard has come out..."

"En." Jiang Yuan responded casually, and continued to eat.

Mohawk resolutely gave Taniqiao another stir-fried chestnut.

"What do you mean by that expression? Why don't you believe Jiangguo's strength? We won the money properly. If I don't, I'll live broadcast and eat shit!"

"Yes, yes..." With the bridge of her nose covering her head, she nodded aggrievedly.

Jiang Yuan took out a tissue, wiped his mouth, and looked a little better, "Forget it, go and have a look, you are not calm at all."

Nose bridge responded quickly, took out his mobile phone and hurriedly flipped through the interface of the official account, while Mohawk glanced there without leaving a trace.

Jiang Yuan's hand unconsciously clenched the tissue in his hand, but suddenly let go the next moment.

Shaking his head slightly, Jiang Yuan sighed silently, what is there to worry about?
The first must be his own. As for Yang Tian, ​​the jumping clown, can he be on the Billboard?Stop making international jokes!
Eat well, well, that's it.

Jiang Yuan picked up the chopsticks again and put the food in his mouth, but the nose next to him started to bluff.

"This...this...how is this possible?"

Seeing that Jiang Yuan frowned over there, the bridge of his nose became agitated, and he directly put the screen in front of Jiang Yuan, "Brother Jiang, not only are you not number one, you are not even number two!"

"Cough cough cough cough... vomit..."

Jiang Yuan was so excited that he was choked to death, coughing and sneezing in an instant, snot and tears flew together, and the dinner plate was immediately messed up.

Mo Xigan stared at the bridge of his nose fiercely, and quickly patted Jiang Yuan's back to breathe, "Don't worry, drink water, drink water!"

Jiang Yuan took the water glass, took a sip, and suddenly heard an angry voice beside his ear: "Brother Jiang, my money..."

For a moment, Jiang Yuan only felt the blood rushing up, the food and liquid in his throat were mixed together, and there was something rising up in his chest——

"puff!"

"Hey!"

"I go!"

"Damn it, this guy is insane, he's spraying water everywhere!"

"I'm so unlucky!"

"Go quickly!"

……

On the second floor of the cafeteria, Yang Tian and others, who quickly solved the problem of eating, laughed and laughed as they walked towards the dormitory. As soon as they reached the stairs, they ran into Jiang Yuan who was walking down from the top in a mess.

"What's the situation? Jiang Yuan was kicked? Why is he covered with food scum?" The little fat man jumped out at the first time, bluffing, and successfully attracted Jiang Yuan's attention.

With a blushing face, Jiang Yuan patted his almost wet clothes indiscriminately, knocked off the hand that wanted to help with his nose, and then... glared at Yang Tian viciously.

Yang Tian blinked innocently, looking at Jiang Yuan who was staring at him for no reason, his eyes were still burning with flames, and felt that his mind was full of black question marks.

By the way, what's the situation?
I didn't blame you for your old body, and said that it was the little fat man who was kicked and not me. You spent a lot of effort to bypass the little fat man's one or two hundred catties of meat, and you insisted on staring at me. Don't you feel tired?

Watching Jiang Yuan go down step by step, watching him tilt his head stubbornly like a sunflower, Yang Tian felt that he had to respond to Jiang Yuan's "respect" to him.

So he smiled, then raised his hand and waved it lightly.

"Cough cough! Cough cough, vomit—"

Jiang Yuan seemed to be choking again, the sound was really horrible, as if he was about to cough up his lungs.

Yang Tian frowned and shook his head, sighing, turned around and saw all three of his old friends looking at him in surprise, he couldn't help blinking innocently again.

"Is there something on my face? Or is my clothes on backwards?"

Yang Tian really suspected that his clothes were worn backwards. After all, he ran back to the dormitory from the snack street early in the morning, and it is possible to make mistakes in his busy schedule. Otherwise, why did everyone look at him?
"It's okay." The little fat man smiled so that his eyes narrowed into crooked slits, he gave a thumbs up with one hand, and put his arms around Yang Tian with the other, "Brother, I like it!"

Yang Tian trembled all over, slipped out from the little fat man's arms, and instantly opened the distance.

The fourth child who was holding the mobile phone next to him coughed twice, and pushed his glasses, "Third brother, I know why Jiang Yuan is so angry."

Taking the phone of the fourth child, it was the "Freshman Billboard" just released by the official account.

(End of this chapter)