Lazy God Possession

Affiliated Hospital of Qingyang University, intensive care unit.

The principal woke up from the coma with some confusion, and for a while he didn't even know where he was.

"Ah, the principal is awake! The principal is awake!" The little nurse standing in front of the hospital bed screamed and ran out. Soon, a lot of people were surrounded by the hospital bed.

"I ... where is this?" The principal said in a difficult voice, his voice hoarse and weak.

"Principal, you are now at the school hospital, and you have been in a coma for almost three days," He Lun whispered.

"I ..." The principal recalled that what had happened at the beginning suddenly poured into the brain again. He suddenly felt a buzz in his head and almost passed out.

"Principal, good news, good news." Zhao Dongliang, director of the gray-haired principal's office, grinned, and said quickly: "Our school has a teacher who has published a paper on" Nature "!"

"Director Zhao!" He Lun stopped him quickly. "At this time, the patient should not be told such news!"

But Zhao Dongliang asked for enthusiasm, and desperately spoke out.

He Lun was so anxious that he wanted to fork this old **** out. Do you know how much effort it took to rescue the principal? In the end, even the teacher took the shot himself, which saved the principal.

When the patient is weak, it is most taboo to be happy and sad. Do you want to kill the principal?

"It's okay, this is a good thing." Hearing the news, the headmaster actually carried it, and his spirit was even better.

Standing behind the crowd, Peng Lao sneered. If it weren't for him running to Nanming and asking for a little medicine, this old guy. Still want to wake up?

Even if I woke up, when I heard the news, I was afraid that it would be over, and there was no need to rescue.

The principal's knowledge ... 识 ...

Where is his old man who is terrific. If he hadn't clung to Nan Ming at the beginning, how could he witness this miracle with his own eyes.

"Let me know, who published the paper on Nature? Is it Dean He?"

"Not me. Director Zhao, stop talking!" He Lun also invited Zhao Dongliang for credit. Quickly stopped him.

"Who ... who is it?" Who thought that Zhao Dongliang was also an old confused, and at this time kicking a pair of confused old eyes, sweeping behind him.

Everyone was speechless.

He only remembered that he was not a famous professor, but he could not remember his name at all.

Answer him. But it is a bunch of strange eyes.

The look made him feel puzzled.

"Who is it?" The principal was puzzled, and suddenly there was a bad hunch in his heart.

"Xiao Zhao, go out." At the end of the crowd, Lao Peng suddenly spoke.

Here, it is only Zhao who can call this gray-haired Zhao Dongliang Xiao Xiao.

"Lao Peng, you are ..." Zhao Dongliang was still puzzled. In these years, he was used to the flattery of others. Everyone who came near was a bunch of bullshit, such as Zhu Yangchao, who photographed him comfortably all day.

To these five gangsters of Medical Gang. But he didn't understand it at all. He didn't like old Peng much.

What else did he want to say, the five gangsters of medical help had been intolerable, and they directly forked him. Throw him out.

"What are you doing, you can't do this ..." Zhao Dongliang also wanted to struggle. However, He Lun didn't know where to press it. He suddenly felt a pain in his teeth and grinned, and his whole body was numb and numb.

"Principal, you should heal the sick first." Peng Lao said to the principal lying on the hospital bed. "Other things, I will talk about it in the future. Hey ... I said the principal, near gentleman, distant villain, or else he will be villained sooner or later. Killed! "

"Who the hell?" The principal's voice began to tremble.

He Lun was anxious next to him. The principal was in good health. You just told him that, can you?

But I don't know. At this time, Peng Lao had a feeling of revenge. At the time, he was lying in bed with cerebral hemorrhage. When he woke up, Nan Ming was so angry with him.

At the beginning, Nan Ming used various drugs to make him reborn, and he was in good health like a young man. He was okay with anger, just trying to hit people.

The principal, it ’s not so good. Peng Peng asked for a little medicine, but also deducted half of it. He planned to use it for research, that is, to make the principal wake up and increase his ability to bear it.

How much has it been strengthened, who knows?

At this moment, will the principal be fainted?

Peng Lao even has a vicious experimental spirit.

Anyway, I can't die, I'm going to faint. Just let me see how powerful the drug of Nanming kid is.

Peng Lao was sitting by the bed, and his hands were on the pulse of the principal intentionally or unintentionally.

"Remember the principal, you closed a research institute before you were unconscious."

The principal's pulse began to speed up.

"I remember saying it was for the Xiao Zhuteng place of Jixin Institute, wasn't it?"

The principal's pulse has begun to beat.

"Remember that you said that the university is a place to see results. If you can't get results, you can't occupy the pit and not shit."

Peng Lao felt that the principal's pulse was almost out of limits.

Peng Lao didn't actually hear anything, but just pieced it together based on the message, but he said it at this time, but the principal had the illusion that he had really said so.

Because, due to Zhao Dongliang's advocacy in the ear, the principal really thought so. At that time, he did not hesitate, and waved his hands directly: "If you can't make a grade, you must give way to a place where you can get a grade. It's up to you. Let me do what I say! Let everyone in the country know that we at Qingyang University are not afraid of shame by cutting meat and curing diseases! "

"The one who published the cns thesis is Xiao Liu who was driven away by you. Do you remember the Institute of Vision? I heard that several universities in Beijing have come to dig the entire Institute of Vision. At the moment, it is estimated that the conditions have been discussed with Xiao Liu. "

"How come!" The principal shouted, closing his eyes suddenly.

There were cyanosis and vertigo in his head, but he still didn't pass out.

Well, this is the limit.

Lao Peng moved his fingers, ignored the principal, carried his hands on his back, hummed the song and went out.

The other people in the room, seeing Peng Lao's eyes, do not mention how strange.

No wonder the five gangsters of the Medical Gang acted so unscathedly, this is the root cause!

This old guy is just a demon!

It ’s said that the healer ’s parental heart. Where does this guy have a little parental heart?

But I don't know. Peng Lao has two attributes of "doctor" and "scientist". Doctors are naturally parental, but scientists' curiosity and ability to die are outstanding. For example, Madame Curie, who discovered uranium, died because of radioactivity. Of course, this is usually called dedication to science.

If this kind of devotion is dedicated to someone else's body, it is even better.

After a long time, the principal finally opened his eyes again and said weakly: "This Liu Minzhong, he is about to make a grade, why not come to me?"

He Lun sneered involuntarily.

The headmaster also suddenly understood, and cried with a voice: "Little Zhao! Little Zhao!"

Zhao Dongliang **** ran in, and in front of the principal, quickly said, "Principal, you said, you said, I'm here."

"I ask you, Professor Liu Minzhong, have you ever come to me?"

"Finded it, headmaster how busy you are, how can I see him? I will help you to stop ..." Zhao Dongliang blinked blankly, Liu Minzhong, he knew, that kid who was not at home with Xiaoxin Zhu , Can't speak or come, Mu Muyi is a nerd.

"Pop", but the principal raised his hand and gave Zhao Dongliang a slap.

At this moment, the principal killed Zhao Dongliang's heart.

Of course, it ’s fierce. With the strength of the principal now, where can he go?

But this time, he snored Zhao Dongliang, stared at them, wondering what to say.

Zhao Dongliang has refined the ancestral secret book "The Art of Serving Leadership" since childhood. He has been working in the post of secretary and has been with the principal for almost seven or eight years since joining the work.

In recent years, saddle horses and horses, went to the hall, entered the kitchen, and comforted the principal to take care of them. The boundaries between work and private life have long been blurred.

The continuous self-dwarfing of personality over the years has also made Zhao Dongliang lose his independence in his self-awareness.

In fact, his mentality is more like a slave to the house of a noble official, and more of himself as a vassal of the principal, rather than an independent individual. The so-called princes worry and labor, and the humiliation dies.

Either foxes or tigers are prestige or prestige. They are all under the protection of the headmaster. He is like a tussock and leaves the towering tree. It is impossible to live.

He didn't even produce the slightest anger at the slap he was facing, but he was so terrified that he knelt down on the ground.

A few people next to me have stayed ... Such people, in real life, actually exist?

"Principal, I ... Where am I doing wrong? I change, I change ..."

At that moment, the headmaster couldn't even get angry.

I always felt that ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Zhao Dongliang had a wink and would come and use his hand to get close to him. So the principal has been using Zhao Dongliang as his secretary.

The principal once despised those emperors in history. If they really wanted to govern the country and rejuvenate the country, wouldn't they go and see for themselves? How difficult is that?

However, he did not expect that he also became the dwarf emperor in history, leaving eunuchs to control the political affairs and frame Zhongliang.

Before he knew it, he had become the kind of bureaucratic principal he despised and hated most.

No wonder over the years, no matter how hard he tried, Qingyang University continued to fall.

Scientific research ability is getting worse and worse, the source of students is not as good as one year, domestic and foreign, industry and industry, word of mouth is getting worse every day.

He originally thought that it was rat feces like Professor Liu, which broke this pot of good porridge, but in fact?

What he favored and valued was only some traitors. (To be continued)

PS: Go back to brush the holy saint in the evening and change it in advance.