Simon doesn''t have a system plug-in. All she can remember is what she has seen and heard. When she made up for it, many of them danced, such as the pirate king. So now she can''t completely copy the original plot.

    There are not many works that can be completely written down. She plans to keep them for critical time. At ordinary times, I will take out those incomplete works and let song Yunwu complete them.

    Therefore, she needs to cultivate song Yunwu''s screenwriting ability.

    Song Yunwu chose "working cell" to paint because its plot is simple. As long as you know the routine, even if you haven''t seen the subsequent content, you can almost copy it.

    It''s best to practice with works of this difficulty.

    Song Yunwu''s painting skill is undoubtedly a great help to working cell.

    As long as the white blood cells are handsome enough, the macrophages are beautiful enough, and the platelets are cute enough, the plot can be put aside.

    The story routine of "working cell" is very simple. Basically, each unit popularizes the cells or cell activities in a person''s body. Then personify it into a simple story.

    There happened to be a surgeon at home. Although it''s unreliable, it''s definitely professional in medicine.

    Next, under the supervision of Ximen Qing, song Yunwu began to draw the images of several main roles of working cells.

    The first is the top priority, the core of this work... Platelets!

    After seeing the power of Lori in the exhibition, song Yunwu also had a deep understanding. So I simply borrowed the image of Xiaoguai and designed the initial platelet.

    Then other characters are designed one by one with song Yunwu''s own accumulation.

    XiMenqing compared his memory and put forward some small opinions.

    Although her paintings are quite different from those in Ximen''s memory, as long as they are good-looking.

    ……

    Drawing comics doesn''t happen overnight. It took them a Sunday to decide the outline and personal design of the submission part. Then XiMenqing continued to go to work. Song Yunwu stayed at home alone to catch up with the manuscript.

    Qin Yuyao also temporarily accepted the setting of living under the same roof with three monsters, because she found that it had no impact on her life.

    The internship in the company is also going on smoothly. There are no hidden rules in the novel. Although there are a lot of work to do every day, the newcomer should be diligent. She doesn''t have much complaints.

    After Damon Zi arrived at the hospital on Monday, he was bitterly complained by Lucheng.

    "Damon Zi! Damon Zi! I shouldn''t believe you! If I wasn''t there that day, the patient would be hopeless! That''s the mayor''s grandson! Do you know how much damage our hospital will suffer if I can''t get it back? You''re a scum in the medical industry! I''ll complain to the president and dismiss you!"

    "Oh, Dr. Lu, don''t be angry. Have you cut your hair?" Damon Zi knew he wouldn''t be fired, so he just pretended to be stupid.

    "I didn''t cut it."

    "No cut? How do I feel you''ve become handsome?"

    "Yes, really? Hey, hey," Lucheng touched the back of his head, "is what you said true?"

    "Of course it''s true. Look at the eyes of those little nurses looking at you. They definitely like you." Damon Zi said, covering her mouth to prevent herself from laughing.

    Lucheng didn''t notice this. He was flattered. When he came back, the gate purple had disappeared.

    Damen smeared oil on the soles of her purple feet and slipped to the inpatient department. She patted her plump chest: "he won''t catch up with you now."

    As a result, as soon as I looked back, I saw an old man with gray hair looking at me.

    [Oh! Who is this guy? Why are you staring at me like that? Is he a fool?]

    Unexpectedly, the old man snorted coldly, left a "immoral" and left.

    Damon Zi looked down at his deep gully and wondered, "where is immoral?"

    Regardless of the old man, she went on and turned a corner to see the head nurse scolding a little nurse.

    "Hey, what''s matter with the you?" Damon Zi came forward to say hello with the a smile.

    "Oh, it''s Dr. Damon," the head nurse looked up at Damon Zi, "sober up?"

    It was the head nurse who called Damon Zi and Lucheng that day.

    "Hey, hey," Damon Zilu smiled awkwardly and politely, "by the way, did Xiaoye do anything wrong?"

    The head nurse shook her head: "she..."

    Damon Zi listened to the head nurse''s narration and roughly understood the whole story.

    It turned out that the mayor''s grandson was sent here for first aid in a car accident last Saturday. Lucheng saved the people by relying on his superb technology. After several days of cultivation, the mayor''s grandson has woken up.

    But he can only lie in bed and can''t move freely. This is undoubtedly very uncomfortable for a 15-year-old boy. The mayor who came to visit his grandson saw that his grandson was so painful and asked him what he wanted.

    As a result, the teenager said something he couldn''t buy. The mayor who loved his grandson agreed, and then asked the hospital to handle it when he got out of the ward.

    "You can''t ignore the patient''s psychological problems!" this is his original words.

    "What a wayward old man." Damon Zi suddenly thought of the old man he met just now. He was dressed like a dog. Shouldn''t he be the mayor?

    "But what does this have to do with lobules?"

    The head nurse took a look at Xiaoye. As a result, Xiaoye looked down and said, "it''s all me. If I don''t lend him my mobile phone, he won''t know that thing, so he won''t make such a request."

    "So what exactly does the mayor''s grandson want?" Damon Zi was curious.

    "It''s just... A cartoon," said nurse Xiaoye. "I don''t know. I went to the newspaper booth before. I didn''t have to sell it at all. Many friends said they didn''t know."

    "What cartoon? It''s so strange."

    "Here, that''s it." Xiaoye took out his cell phone and showed it to them.

    Damen''s purple eyebrows wrinkled. Why did she always feel that the woman on the mobile phone screen looked familiar, as if she had seen her somewhere.

    On the other side, the head nurse uttered a "EH -".

    "Head nurse?"

    "I seem to have seen this," said the head nurse, holding her chin for a moment, and then pounding her palm. "By the way, I saw it in Dr. Lu''s trunk that day! There''s a stack!"

    Damon Zi looked at the head nurse in surprise: "can you open Dr. Lu''s trunk? Unexpectedly, head nurse, it tastes very unique!"

    "Fuck you!" the head nurse pushed her. "I was helping him get something. Alas, Xiaoye, since Dr. Lu has one, go and ask him for one. Otherwise, the mayor will be angry and talk to the dean. It''s us who suffer. He''s the youngest of our dean."