Chapter 2 Chapter 2 Chi Ke is not...

The scene where Leng Yunting and Xu Lemian meet is very cliché.

Xu Lemian was born in a county town. His father is missing, his mother is depressed, his sister is seriously ill, and his grandmother, the only one who can do farm work, is lame.

He studied very hard in a difficult environment and was admitted to a 211 university in S City, majoring in dance. He is currently a junior and dances ballet. He has been working part-time to earn tuition during college.

This synopsis has too many bugs. Chi Ke is too lazy to delve into how someone from such a family situation could learn ballet, nor does he want to understand why such an aspiring protagonist did not go to an art school, but instead came to S City, where every inch of land is valuable, to study in the dance department of a comprehensive university.

Putting aside all the bullshit logic, in short, this is the hard-working protagonist who worked part-time as a wine waiter at a charity dinner last summer. Because he was too good-looking, he was framed and pushed, and the wine unfortunately spilled on the domineering president's seven-figure suit.

He raised his head in embarrassment, his tearful eyes met the sharp gaze of the overbearing boss——

A love story that shocked the world and made the ghosts cry began to blossom from then on.

Leng Yunting heroically rescued the beauty and then launched a passionate and intense pursuit.

The reason for love at first sight is simple.

He thought Xu Lemian looked like his well-known Bai Yue... Oh no, it was the well-known Bai Yueguang besides Xu Lemian.

Now Xu Lemian doesn’t know about this yet. She thinks she has met Long Aotian’s true love and is in an ambiguous period with her heart beating fast.

Chi Ke remembered that in the original novel, there was a story about a friend of the domineering boss who couldn't bear to see the innocent little white flower being cheated, so he hinted and reminded her several times, but the little white flower not only didn't appreciate it, but also complained to Leng Yunting, causing the domineering boss to break up with his friend and ruining several business deals.

But that's not the point.

The point is, the special assistant is responsible for cleaning up the mess of those failed collaborations.

All, part, all, are required.

Thinking of this, Chi Ke's expression fell even more when he stepped into the villa park.

So one should not meddle in other people's business. He must have learned from the experience of his predecessors and never interfered in the love between those two crazy men, so as to avoid getting into trouble in the end.

"When you go in later, don't talk too much, don't look around, and don't question any of the boss's decisions." He stood in front of the mansion and gave a concise instruction to the doctor he had just found. "Even if his decision goes against medical theory, don't refute it. Just do as he says."

doctor:"?"

The doctor's pupils trembled, and he grabbed his sleeve tightly, shouting at the bottom of his voice: "You, you won't let me do anything illegal, right? I didn't tell you before I came here. I'll say it in advance, I will never do business like harvesting organs!!"

“…”

A doctor should not treat himself. This angel in white should have asked his colleagues to do a brain CT scan earlier, or read less novels.

Chi Ke pulled out his sleeves indifferently: "It's too late. The medical fee has been transferred. There is a receipt. We are on the same boat."

doctor:"?!"

The angel in white took out her cell phone and looked at the income and expenditure records. The expression on her face seamlessly switched from horror to joy, and within two seconds it turned back to fear and trepidation.

Back and forth, extremely twisted.

"Why panic? You medical students probably know a few law students." Chi Ke consoled them while pushing open the door. "Please come in. Xiezhi bless you."

"...Mr. Chi, even if I become a ghost, I will cling to you like a boa constrictor, forever!" The doctor acted out a play about Louis XVI being guillotined, and walked in half-dead like a cricket pupa, "Hello, I am..."

"Why are you here so late? Chi Zhu, did you run here?"

The man on the sofa turned his back to the door and spoke in a cold voice.

I don’t know why, but these CEOs like to sit on the sofa with their arms folded, their backs to the door, waiting for guests to come.

Chi Ke looked at the back of the flat head that was loved by his grandparents. Without stopping, he calmly closed the door and said nothing for the time being.

Sure enough, before Leng Yunting finished speaking, he turned his head and frowned at the doctor again: "What's your expression? Which hospital are you from? Who is your teacher? Where did you go to college? Who taught you to treat patients with such a mournful expression? What's your name, family address, and have you reported it to your relatives and friends?"

doctor:"!"

He knew it! He knew it!

These wealthy tycoons love to use the lives of ordinary people's families as a threat!

The surgeon's hands were shaking slightly.

Chi Ke sighed as he watched from behind.

It is not easy to be the cannon fodder and supporting role in a domineering boss novel. This doctor has too poor psychological quality and probably cannot replace the position of the private doctor in the original novel.

In the original novel, apart from "Chi Zhu", the most diligent office worker is Dr. Ji.

Although he was clearly thinking about the protagonist, he was able to walk into the lewd and erotic bedroom without changing his expression, and calmly examined the bodies of the two protagonists who had just experienced sex, and his hands did not shake at all when he gave the injection.

What kind of professionalism is that?

A wage earner who is destined to be a saint with a tragic past.

Chi Ke threw the Civil Code onto the side cabinet, put one hand in his pocket, stood at the entrance, and quickly reported: "Deputy Director Jin of the Department of Cardiology of the Sixth Municipal Hospital, a student of Dean He, graduated from the second most professional medical school in the country, well-educated, and born with a bitter face."

Deputy Director Jin glared at me with surprise and anger.

He was surprised that he had never introduced himself to this person, but he could say it so accurately; he was angry that his mother's smiling lips could be slandered as a bitter face? !

Faced with such fury, Chi Ke narrowed his narrow eyes slightly and glanced back nonchalantly through the thin lenses in the gold wire frame.

Doctor Jin's mind buzzed and he instantly understood the other party's intention.

The assistant's look is more effective than a tranquilizer.

He couldn't help but take a few more glances.

The man was very young, with a very good posture, straight shoulders and back, long and thin legs, and a simple shirt tucked into a belt, which looked like haute couture. His waist was so thin that it seemed as if it could be grasped in one hand.

If you didn't listen to what he was saying, you would have thought it was some young and promising wealthy businessman coming to discuss business.

As for that face, how should we evaluate it?

Let me put it this way, in the ten years since Deputy Director Jin entered the industry, he has only taken on today's private job of door-to-door service, if for nothing else, but for this face that is so exquisite that it is more perfect and three-dimensional than the elf modeling in Western fantasy games.

Forty minutes ago, this man walked into the office and looked up from his computer screen...

Don't say anything.

Contact information on 321.

Just that one look, let alone being assigned to treat patients outside, even if he was asked to go to the morgue to perform the art of resurrection, he would have to buy a robe and come back happily to perform.

After waking up, Dr. Jin curled his lips 15 degrees with a smile, stood behind his assistant to the right, and conscientiously played the role of the dumb bitter melon.

But Leng Yunting didn't seem to care about him. His brows were still tightly furrowed, and he stared at Chi Ke without blinking.

Chi Ke didn't dodge or evade, but looked at him calmly.

"You have a good memory. Keep up the good work in the future. Don't bring anyone whose background and identity you don't know to me. Also, come faster next time and don't dilly-dally." Leng Yunting nodded with satisfaction and dissatisfaction. "I won't deduct your salary this time. Hurry up and bring the doctor up to treat Mianmian. My eldest brother just called me. I'll make a call and go up later."

Chi Ke didn't ask the purpose of going up there. Since the boss asked him to do so, he just did it.

He took out a pair of disposable slippers from the shoe cabinet and put them on. His steps were quick and regular, showing the boss's efficient and calm demeanor.

Unexpectedly, when he passed by the domineering president, he was stopped.

"Chi Zhu," Leng Yunting looked him up and down unscrupulously, "You seem a little different from before."

Chi Ke's eyelids twitched.

"Really?" he whispered, "What do you think is different?"

"Hmm..." Leng Yunting touched his chin and stared at him for a long time. "A little taller and thinner than before. The face... Chi Zhu, did you put on makeup today?"

The domineering second generation is a straight man. For him to make such a guess as wearing makeup, it seems that his face is really quite different from the original owner.

The indigenous people have no other doubts, probably because the world's logic is self-consistent.

Chi Ke replied honestly: "No."

Leng Yunting raised his eyebrows: "Impossible! My eyes can't be wrong!"

Chi Ke: “…”

Chi Ke: "Yes, it's a semi-permanent tattoo. I'll look like this from now on."

"Not bad." Leng Yunting nodded with satisfaction, "My assistant, Leng Yunting, cannot be ugly. You are finally serious about this job."

Chi Ke appeared calm on the surface, but in his heart he was cursing: [God…]

Leng Yunting: "I approve of this attitude. This month's salary will be doubled."

"?"

Chi Ke's half-closed eyes gradually opened wide.

god.

A divine boss.

"Thank you, Mr. Leng, for your recognition." For the first time in his life, he curled the corners of his mouth, nodded slightly at Leng Yunting with a pleasant expression, and floated upstairs.

Doctor Jin, who was stunned beside him, closed his mouth, followed in three or two steps, and asked curiously: "Mr. Chi, how do you know so much about me? Did you come here because of my reputation?"

Those answers seem rich, but are actually very vague. However, the big boss is definitely too lazy to check them personally. This not only protects the doctor's personal privacy, but also satisfies the boss.

Chi Ke didn't like getting too close to people, so he calmly took two steps and kept some distance between himself and others.

He hummed, but did not refute: "I've heard of your great name for a long time."

"No wonder." Doctor Jin was a little shy. "I knew I had a good reputation. To tell you the truth, Mr. Chi, you are lucky to have met me. I am the doctor with the best temper in our hospital!"

"That's great of you," Chi Ke knocked on the door of the bedroom on the second floor and reminded, "Doctor, it's time to get down to business."

"Okay." Doctor Jin put on a smile and straightened his white coat.

He is not afraid at all now, because his employer is not a legal expert, he is just a psycho.

Doctors won't argue with patients.

A weak "come in" came from the other side of the door. Chi Ke pushed the door open and met the eyes of the boy leaning against the head of the bed.

The boy whispered, "Chizhu, I'm sorry to make you run so late at night."

Chi Ke raised his eyebrows slightly.

It turns out to be the protagonist.

Xu Lemian's facial features are not three-dimensional, but they are symmetrical and beautiful, with soft facial lines, round eyes, thin eyebrows, a low nose bridge, cherry lips, red teeth, and black eyeballs embedded in the inner eye sockets. Just like what is described in the book, he looks like a little deer, and one look at him can make people want to protect him.

There is no better summary of this look than "clean and pure".

However, Chi Ke only looked at his face for one second before he fixed his gaze on the necklace hanging around the other's neck and memorized its appearance.

"Boss Leng is on the phone and will be here soon." He said, "This is Doctor Jin."

"Doctor Jin?" Xu Lemian pouted in disappointment. "Where's Doctor Ji?"

Chi Ke: "There's a funeral at home."

"Funeral? Someone died?" Xu Lemian was extremely shocked. "Who?"

The tone of the question was a bit presumptuous, but I had to answer the boss's wife's question.

Chi Ke exhaled and said slowly, "The elder brother of the nephew of the niece of the grandmother of Doctor Ji's sister-in-law."

Xu Lemian: “……?”

Xu Lemian counted on his fingers to sort it out, but couldn't make it clear, so he could only nod awkwardly at Dr. Jin: "You - cough, cough cough!"

He covered his mouth in pain, looking like he was about to faint, his cheeks were red, his lips were chapped, his face was pale, and his eyes were filled with mist, as if he would cry at any second.

Doctor Jin hurried over to take my temperature. "Oh my god, why didn't you tell me I was so seriously ill before I came? How high is my fever... 3, 37.9 degrees?"

The doctor frowned in disbelief, and took the temperature again with the thermometer.

"Ding~"

【37.8℃】

doctor:"……"

Chi Ke: "Why? It can't be cured? You said it can cure fever before you came."

"It is possible," the doctor said stiffly, "but ..."

It was 37.8 degrees. This was the first time he had seen a fever like this in his ten years of practicing medicine.

This is unscientific. This child must have a hidden disease!

Doctor Jin quickly opened the medicine box and tore the syringe bag: "Here, draw two tubes of blood first to see if there is any viral infection or inflammation."

"Draw blood?" Xu Lemian's face turned even paler. "Do you really need to draw blood? I... Never mind. Just draw blood. You don't have to worry about me when you treat me. I can do it. Don't be afraid."

Doctor Jin held the needle, confused: "You... Hey!"

"Mianmian." Leng Yunting came in with a bowl of grapes and two pieces of waste paper. He sat down beside the bed with a distressed look on his face, pushing the doctor to the floor.

He held Xu Lemian's hand tenderly: "Don't be afraid, I'll peel some grapes for you to eat. Just close your eyes and it will heal soon. If it really hurts...just bite me."

Xu Lemian blushed and didn't look at him: "No, I can do it myself."

"Listen to me," Leng Yunting forcefully stuffed a grape into his mouth, "Doctor, you can start now."

Chi Ke lowered his head and frowned in pain for a while.

Even the 8 o'clock dramas in the last century didn't dare to perform like this, how dare you live like this?

The doctor had never seen such a scene before. His heart almost jumped out of his throat when he was drawing blood, for he was afraid that this weak and pretty boy would bite off the flesh on the boss' arm.

After two tubes of blood were drawn, the patient was in good spirits, and the doctor even thought... he looked older than a dried corpse with no blood or essence left.

The two of them were hugging each other on the bed, and Chi Ke was kind enough to help the doctor pack the medical box.

He bent down and accidentally glimpsed the contents of the garbage paper containing the grape skins -

[Part I General Provisions Chapter I Basic Provisions Article 1 In order to protect...]

It seems to have been torn out of the Civil Code.

Chi Ke: “.”

He quickened his movements without being bothered: "Boss Leng, if there's nothing else..."

"Yeah." Leng Yunting's heart and eyes were full of Xu Lemian. He waved his hand perfunctorily, "Go back. You can handle the salary."

Unlike a housekeeper who is only responsible for daily life, a special assistant has many and diverse tasks that test his professional ability. Chi Ke has a high salary, so his responsibilities are naturally greater than those of an ordinary special assistant.

For example, helping the boss handle business secrets, arranging the boss's private diplomatic itinerary, and providing logistics for all the boss's relationships that are inconvenient to disclose...

Personal expenses for hiring a private doctor need to be paid through public accounts, and this kind of work requires a special assistant to issue an invoice and apply for reimbursement.

Although the work is hard, tiring and crazy, Leng Yunting gave Chi Zhu very high authority. As long as the [salary deduction] is not triggered, the salary is still quite considerable.

However, before he left, he looked at the original owner's passbook income and expenditure records. Leaving aside the large expenditures, his income was as unstable as Leng Yunting's mood, 100,000 last month and 5,000 this month.

It seems that there are too many trigger points for [wage deduction].

However, with high risks and high rewards, working under Leng Yunting is probably the fastest opportunity to make money.

In today's era, money can solve most problems, including the original owner's last wish.

Given the current salary, even if life will not be easy in the future, this risk is not enough to justify it.

Chi Ke turned and left, sighing softly.

"Chizhu, why are you sighing? It's too unlucky. It will affect Mianmian's recovery, you know?" Leng Yunting said in a rough voice, "This month's bonus will be cut in half!"

Chi Ke: “?”

Divine gold.

As they stepped out of the villa, Dr. Jin asked cautiously, "Aren't you angry? Half of your bonus is gone just like that."

Chi Ke's calmness was frightening: "Wealth and honor are in the hands of God."

Doctor Jin admired: "Chizhu has a good attitude."

"The taxi has arrived." Chi Ke didn't want to continue chatting. After the taxi stopped, he smiled politely and said, "Doctor Jin, you have worked hard tonight. Be careful on the road."

The fleeting smile made Dr. Jin stunned, and he accidentally hit his head when getting into the car.

When I came to my senses, the man had already left.

He rubbed his head and muttered to himself: "Fuck, why are you laughing so arrogantly?"

He had only seen two people with this level of looks in his life.

Apart from Assistant Chi, the other most popular person in the hospital is the "Hospital Prince" who just resigned.

…

Tomorrow is Saturday. Chi Ke looked at the original owner's schedule and confirmed that he didn't need to go to work on the weekend, so he was not in a hurry to go home.

After taking a short walk along the riverside sidewalk, the anger in my heart over the deduction of my bonus gradually subsided.

Are you kidding? How can I not be angry?

He has already imagined 99 episodes of "Leng Yunting's Everyday Misfortunes" in his mind, but he is just too lazy to show it.

Chi Ke snorted lightly, took out a brand new cell phone from his pocket, and the last bit of anger completely dissipated.

The phone was a gift from my boss.

Because he mentioned before he left that his phone was very slow and he couldn't answer the phone in time tonight, Leng Yunting asked the housekeeper to get him a set of Apple family buckets.

All the machines are the latest models with the largest memory of the season, which shows that the boss Leng Yunting is not stingy and is simply sick.

The new phone card and bank card could not be processed until dawn, so he first found a convenience store to borrow wifi, sat down in a corner, and opened the search engine.

Chi Ke was wearing very thin clothes. It was late autumn and the wind was strong and the rain was cold. He only wore a shirt. His joints were stiff from the cold and his fingers stayed on the keyboard for a long time before they fell.

j, i, q, i, a, n.

【Ji Qian】

Leng Yunting suddenly asked him to find a doctor late at night. He had just arrived, so where could he find a reliable doctor?

In desperation, Chi Ke thought of the fragmentary information about the private doctor Ji Qian in the original book.

If I remember correctly, Dr. Ji worked in the Sixth Hospital in this city before he opened his own private clinic, and he seemed to be in the cardiac surgery department.

The book describes the other party's impressive academic qualifications and superb medical skills countless times, indicating that the Sixth Hospital is a very high-level hospital, and the other doctors must not be much worse.

The department is not important, as long as the person is reliable and can cure fever.

Chi Ke was in a hurry before going out. He searched from Ji Qian to the Sixth Hospital and then to Dr. Jin. He was so busy looking for Dr. Jin that he didn't have time to take a closer look at his future colleague.

He glanced at the photo on Baidu Encyclopedia and went straight to the text introduction.

[Ji Qian, male, 26 years old, graduated from Columbia University School of Medicine...]

Chi Ke: “…”

The world often feels divided.

The city schools in China are named by ASBC, but the cities and schools in overseas countries are so specific...

It can be seen that the original author is very cautious and is afraid that his work will be red-locked if he writes about controversial real-life content.

He pinched the bridge of his nose and looked back.

[…After graduating with a master’s degree in 2012, he returned to China to develop his career and worked as a resident physician in the Department of Cardiac Surgery at the Sixth Hospital of S City. After 2016, he went abroad to study and participate in research projects…]

Chi Ke’s gaze paused.

26 years? Wasn't that just last year?

In the original novel, did Dr. Ji ever go out again after returning to China?

Chi Ke doesn't like dealing with people who are too tolerant, and he is not interested in the tragic story of Dr. Ji. He didn't watch the relevant plot carefully, so his impression of it is naturally vague.

He turned off his cell phone, rested his palm on the side of his face and looked out the window, staring blankly at the flashing noisy neon lights.

It's still drizzling outside.

The original owner's gold-rimmed glasses were a little too weak for him, making the already blurred circles of light even more blurred.

In a trance, he returned to the early morning of the day of his sudden death in his previous life. After staying up all night, he was sitting in the convenience store, watching the slowly rising sun dye the waves of the river red.

There was a company annual meeting that night, and his leader had promised him a promotion banquet.

At that time, he was watching the sunrise and never thought about leaving without saying goodbye after dusk.

"gentlemen."

The tentative questioning brought him out of his memories.

Chi Ke put his hand down and looked up at the girl in work clothes, his back still straight: "Sorry, I seem to have stayed a little too long. Did I delay your closing time?"

The girl shook her head and placed a cup of hot milk in front of him: "There are still ten minutes left, and I don't think there will be any customers. You are wearing so little, so warm yourself up."

Chi Ke held the hot paper cup in both hands, his eyebrows curved: "What if an unlucky guest comes later..."

"I'll say sorry for you." The girl winked at him.

"Then I'll accept it, thank you. I wish you a happy get-off-get off work day in advance." Chi Ke couldn't help but laugh, thanked her again, and got up to leave the convenience store.

When the glass door opened, cold wind suddenly blew into my collar.

Chi Ke narrowed his eyes and held the milk he snatched from the next customer in one hand. He didn't feel very cold.

He lowered his head slightly and walked into the rain and fog against the evening breeze.

However, just as he walked away, a bright light suddenly flashed behind him.

Chi Ke was not very curious and did not look back.

So he didn't know that the headlights of the motorcycle that had just stopped in front of the convenience store inadvertently helped him scare away two impolite stray dogs.

The unfortunate last guest arrived late.

"Hello." There was a knock at the door of the convenience store. A tall and long-legged man in a windbreaker and short boots, his hair and shoulders were wet by the rain, but he did not look disheveled. His eyes were smiling naturally, and he looked a bit free and handsome.

"A glass of pure milk," he said.

The female clerk had just finished expressing her feelings about meeting two top handsome guys in one night, and was dumbfounded when she heard these words.

"This..." She laughed, "I'm sorry, the last glass of milk belonged to the previous customer two minutes ago."

"Hmm?" The man raised his eyebrows in surprise, "So it's a coincidence?"

He was handsome, but not cold, and seemed easy to talk to. The clerk spread his hands and said jokingly: "You are unlucky. You should have come five minutes earlier."

"Not necessarily." The handsome guy's deep and beautiful eyes curved, and he shrugged nonchalantly, "Maybe it's good luck to come late."

The clerk was unable to respond to the unexpected answer.

However, the other party had no intention of continuing to chat with her.

"What a coincidence! Maybe we can meet again next time and have a drink together." The handsome guy said with a smile, "Nothing is too late. Please give me the last cup of coffee, thank you."