One
Qin Xiaosheng was sent to the ICU again.
The most difficult patient was given this little transparent one that just wanted to lie flat.
"Okay, okay, I will definitely live up to expectations." Qin Xiaosheng nodded and bowed.
Turning around, he clicked on a public account and started yelling at the leader.
After dozens of 60-second voices, she fell asleep sweetly.
Zhang Jiaming was woken up by a notification sound late at night and was scolded for half an hour for no apparent reason.
"No, she... She... She must be sick!"
Two
As the youngest artificial intelligence expert, Zhang Jiaming is high-spirited:
"Wei... Wei... Wei... Come"
The microphone was quickly snatched away by a colleague.
"What a mute beauty." Collaborator Qin Xiaosheng shook his head.
Zhang Jiaming glared at her fiercely.
"Please, I, the speech therapist, will make you have a lotus tongue." Qin Xiaosheng glanced at him condescendingly.
Zhang Jiaming just turned his head and didn't look at her.
Three
"Please." Zhang Jiaming humbly pulled Qin Xiaosheng's clothes.
"No way." Qin Xiaosheng disappeared at the end of the corridor.
"I will never send mass emails saying you are unprofessional again." Zhang Jiaming sent a message.
Qin Xiao didn't reply.
"I will never say that you are giving nonsense opinions again."
Qin Xiaosheng still didn't reply.
"I think you just can't do it." Zhang Jiaming clicked send.
One, two, three, he counted silently.
Sure enough, the call came:
"I'll see you at the hospital at three o'clock the day after tomorrow. Auntie, I don't believe I can't cure you."
Purpose: Rejoice in the wisdom and leadership of enemies