Chapter 15 Chapter 15 Roses, Blood, and Moans
Three hours ago, at Huide Hospital, Jiang Yuming had just seen Xing Kui off in the parking lot and was heading towards his department.
The parking lot security guard ran over to him and asked, "Doctor Jiang, is the dean coming back from abroad today? Is he coming to the hospital? Do we need to reserve a parking space for him?"
Jiang Yuming walked casually and leisurely, with a kind of wanton flamboyance: "Ah yes, my dad should be home by now, no need to reserve a parking space, he's old, and he'll be at home to adjust to the jet lag today."
Is it really okay to casually say that the dean is old? Your father is only in his fifties... The security guard didn't dare to say much and nodded to the heir: "Okay, okay, thank you for telling me."
Two weeks ago, the security guard dared to joke with Jiang Yuming. After all, Jiang Yuming was famous for his good temper and always smiling. All the staff in the hospital liked him.
But the security guards have been afraid to do so recently. In the past two weeks, Dr. Jiang first fired a caregiver and a trainee nurse, and then after the caregiver incident, he retrieved the surveillance footage and punished all those involved in the fault before, during and after the incident one by one.
No matter how much the people involved cried and begged for mercy, they would still be punished, and the severity of the punishment went viral in the hospital.
The security guards didn't dare to breathe heavily in front of Jiang Yuming, and watched him leave the parking lot respectfully.
The sun was shining brightly outside, shining on Jiang Yuming who was standing at the entrance of the parking lot. The natural lighting made him look like a superstar who could cause a lot of screams.
The cell phone in his pocket vibrated. Jiang Yuming took it out and slid his thumb, which was longer than that of an average person, to answer the call. The caller's note was "Jiang Youhua".
"Get back here." A stern middle-aged male voice came from the phone, and then the call was cut off.
Jiang Yuming put away his phone and turned around.
"Doctor Jiang, why are you back again?"
"Well, let's go home."
Towering trees meander along the mountain range, and an ordinary gray car enters the carved gate. From this moment on, every inch of land it passes by belongs to the owner of Huide Hospital, the Jiang family.
Jingjiang City, Aurelia Bay, an area where every inch of land is worth a lot of money and only wealthy people with assets over 10 billion are eligible to live in it. The Jiang family owns a mountain here.
The housekeeper, her hair meticulously combed, was introducing the new servant when she suddenly got a notification over the intercom: "The young master is back? Why won't you let him in? Go and greet him! It's a rare visit from the young master to the family home."
The new maid was curious: "Master?"
"The young master is the master's only son. Like the master, he is also a doctor and usually lives outside. Don't worry, the young master is a friendly person. You don't have to be nervous."
A simple car that was totally out of place with the Jiang family's wealth stopped, and Jiang Yuming, who was also totally out of place with the simple car, walked out. He was wearing a white coat and a red sweater. Just standing there, he had an extraordinary temperament, which made all the scenery in the Jiang residence pale in comparison.
The maids were stunned.
"Mother Chen, is my father here?"
"The master is in the third study on the second floor."
Even his voice is nice! The maid grabbed the sleeve of the housekeeper, Chen Ma, and lowered her voice: "Is the young master really a doctor? He looks like a big star, doesn't he?"
Chen Ma smiled, feeling proud. "He really is a doctor, but the young master's mother was a famous beautiful singer in the 1990s."
Jiang Yuming, who is considered a big star, stood at the entrance of her house, tall and graceful, and her seductive eyes glanced lightly at the red and white rose bushes at the door.
March is the season when roses gradually bloom. The branches have been pruned. Some have only had the miscellaneous branches pruned, while some have only the roots left, and the broken ends have not yet withered.
Jiang Yuming walked in and the door of the study on the second floor opened. Jiang's father was resting on the ergonomic chair in front of the desk. The sound of the door closing made Jiang's father open his eyes. He was in his fifties but well-maintained, and his figure was better than most young people.
His eyebrows were knitted, the corners of his mouth were turned down, and he looked angry. His eyes were fierce and fierce. When he saw Jiang Yuming, he shouted directly: "Kneel down!"
Jiang Yuming calmly bent his knees, took off his white coat, and then took off his red pullover sweater, leaving only the red shirt with white rose trim underneath. His movements were smooth and he looked accustomed to it.
"I've been going abroad to attend a lecture for only a month, and you, on the other hand, fired the nurse and put Huide directly in the news." Father Jiang picked up the thick-knit gloves on the table and put them on his hands. There were several branches next to the desk.
They are very long and dark green, each branch is about half a finger thick, and the stems are densely covered with thorns of various sizes. They are rose stems cut from the doorway.
Father Jiang grabbed the mace-like branch, walked behind Jiang Yuming, who was kneeling in the middle of the study, and lashed out. "'The fired nurse murdered the patient', you did such a bad thing!"
The sound of the branches swinging was like a long whip breaking through the wind. The long and thorny stems lashed Jiang Yuming's back again and again, like a sudden rain hitting a rose. The hard thorns penetrated the thin clothes and formed fine blood beads.
Some splashed on the ground, some flowed along the lines of Jiang Yuming's back, and finally soaked near his waistband.
It was clearly a case of a villain who was hard to guard against, but Jiang's father blamed Jiang Yuming for handling it improperly.
The back soon spread with blood. Jiang Yuming did not argue or dispute. He pursed his rosy lips, trying to endure the pain, with cold sweat glistening on his forehead.
"Thankfully, the Li family spoke up and the news was quickly withdrawn. Otherwise, Huide's century-old reputation would have been damaged. When will you ever be as good as Li Chengchuan?"
Jiang's father whipped him hard, the sharp stings piercing deep into his flesh, and Jiang Yuming finally let out a muffled groan between his lips.
"I asked you to smile at people all the time, but you couldn't do it. What's the identity of that female patient involved? Is it worth it for you to severely punish a bunch of people for her?"
Jiang Yuming sneered and said, "The future mistress of the Li family."
Father Jiang paused, put down the bloody rose stem, and helped Jiang Yuming up: "Well, the follow-up treatment was done well. You are not completely useless."
He acted as if the beating just now had not happened.
Jiang Yuming, who had been beaten dozens of times, acted as if he had never been beaten. A smile appeared on his pale face covered in cold sweat. "If there's nothing else, father, I'll leave first."
"Yeah." Father Jiang nodded reservedly, "Ask Aunt Chen to come in and clean up. The floor is all dirty."
"Okay." Jiang Yuming nodded, ignoring the mess on his back, and put on his sweater and coat again.
When he reached the door, Jiang's father warned him again, "Remember, the Jiang and Li families, one in medicine and the other in business, have been connected for centuries. You must be friendly and respectful to Li Chengchuan, and always treat him like a brother."
Oh? What if he breaks up with him?
Jiang Yuming opened the door of his study, closed the door of his apartment, and put the car keys on the cabinet in the hallway.
He usually lives in an apartment outside, which is 200 square meters, with floor-to-ceiling windows, a black glass-like floor, and fresh red and white roses in a tall vase on the coffee table.
Jiang Yuming took out the medicine box from under the coffee table. Normally, a large LCD TV should be placed on the wall in front of the sofa and coffee table in the living room, but the wall where the TV should have been hung in Jiang Yuming's house was a whole mirror.
The mirror reflected the hideous back. Jiang Yuming took the tweezers and casually picked up the thorns that had pierced his back.
There were so many thorns that it annoyed him a bit, so he just pulled them out with his fingers.
Xing Kui's message came at this time, and Jiang Yuming grabbed the phone with his blood-stained hands.
She sent a long message: [Hello, Dr. Jiang, thank you very much for your care during this time. I have a question for you. It's a difficult question to ask, and I shouldn't ask it, but I have to because of my personal circumstances. If you get mad at me, I swear I'll never go to Huide Hospital for treatment again, and I'll never, ever see you again. I just want to ask, can you please tell me if you can, is it true that you can't lift it?]
Jiang Yuming raised his eyebrows slightly, pressed the screen with his bloody fingertips to type, and red blood smeared on Xing Kui's portrait.
【Want to know the answer? 】
【Then listen to me.】
Xing Kui was confused when she saw the reply she received. That wouldn’t work. What if she was asked to do something illegal? She was a law-abiding citizen!
【Lift your index finger.】
It’s lifted up, then what?
[Click the plus sign next to the message editing field.]
Ordered, then what?
【See "Location"? Send me your location.】
Sent, then... ah? The subway arrived at the station, Xing Kui hurried out of the subway, and sent another message to explain that she was in the subway just now.
[Well, find a place to sit down, I'll pick you up.]
Why did she pick me up?! She couldn't pick me up to do something illegal! No, she had to search for criminal cases against doctors.
The first one is to trick the patient into over-treatment. This is impossible. She just has brain damage, not no brain.
The second one is sexual bribery. Is it the patient who sexually bribes the doctor or the doctor who sexually bribes the patient?
Article 3: Organ trading.
Xing Kui was so scared that she immediately touched her stomach. Although she felt that Jiang Yuming seemed like a good person who could be trusted, as the saying goes, you can judge a person by his appearance but not by his heart. She sat on the bench and repeatedly simulated the alarm process. The hard corners of the medicine box in the bag could also be used for self-defense. There was a kind of medicine that was a spray, and she opened the package.
If there is danger later, she will spray Jiang Yuming's eyes with spray. The newly opened spray bottle needs to be pressed several times to expel the air before the gas can be sprayed out, and she pressed it.
"Are you daydreaming?" With a hiss, the spray sprayed out, and Ji Su's voice sounded at the same time. A pair of long legs walked in front of her. Xing Kui raised her head and saw Jiang Yuming, who was radiant without a mask.
No, she's thinking about how to blind you. He's so handsome, how could she bear to do that? - Xing Kui! Wake up! Don't be tempted by beauty!
Passersby looked over. Xing Kui was wearing a hat, definitely not because of her forehead injury, but because of Jiang Yuming's good looks.
She even saw a girl in front of her on the left urging her friends to ask for her WeChat ID.
Jiang Yuming definitely heard it, but he didn't even look at her. He slightly bent his perfect waist and helped her up from the chair: "Have you been waiting for a long time? Your legs hurt when you stand or sit for a long time now. Can you lean on me to walk, or should I carry you?"
Hug, hug, hug, hug. Xing Kui blushed uncontrollably and whispered, "Don't look down on the little cripple. I can limp by myself."
"But from a doctor's perspective, I think you should rest your legs today. Do you want to have sequelae in the future?"
Aftereffects!!! Will there be any aftereffects!!!
Xing Kui was frightened and grabbed Jiang Yuming's sleeve. Jiang Yuming curled his lips and smiled softly, "You know you're afraid too. Where did you get the courage to send me that message?"
Jiang Yuming easily picked her up with his warm hands passing through her knees, attracting more attention from all around.
Some people said: "How come such a handsome guy already has a girlfriend?"
"It must be a blessing to be his girlfriend!"
Xing Kui covered her face in shame, hiding against Jiang Yuming's chest for fear of being photographed and posted online. While listening to passersby's discussions, she muttered to herself, "Why do you assume that girls are lucky? Can't it be that my boyfriend is the lucky one?"
Although she was shy, she still had to be vigilant. When she arrived at Jiang Yuming's house, Xing Kui quickly sent the location to someone while he opened the door. There were not many reliable people in her WeChat friend list, so she sent it to Zhou Jing.
Jiang Yuming turned around after entering the house.
"That question—will you believe me if I say I won't get pregnant?"
Xing Kui stopped at the chat page with Zhou Jing and looked up in a daze.
"Want to try it?" he asked.
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