Hence the scene before our eyes.
After receiving this meaningful look from Junior Brother Cao, Shen Youhuan actually knew what was going on without asking any more questions. It was well known that his boss, Mr. Zhang, was a devil.
Thinking of the secret that Boss Zhang was holding, Shen Youhuan had to avoid the sight of Junior Brother Cao and return to the track he had escaped from before, and then look at the junior brother in front who was arranged by Zhang Yanluo to be in a good position.
After being pulled away, Lin Hao's legs staggered, as if he was about to be paralyzed, and he sat down on the ground. He couldn't tell whether it was because he was exhausted from not having eaten lunch all morning, but he felt a wave of nausea in his heart.
It was really disgusting. He had been feeling sick the whole morning. He had given everything he had not to have to collect corpses on the first day of work. He had planned everything but never expected that in the end he would be dragged into the trap by a stranger in the same colleague.
It can be said that at this moment, he suddenly understood why Song Mao hated the poor student.
"Lin Hao, how do you feel?" Worried about him, Pan Shihua tried to pat him on the back.
No need. Lin Hao waved his hand and walked out quickly to find a place to vomit.
Seeing that Lin had been forced into this state for a long time, Pan Shihua and Xie Wanying felt a chill in their hearts. They felt that Dr. Lin Hao's reaction might just be the appetizer for the big devil.
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A hand patted her back. Xie Wanying turned around and met Brother Cao's eyes. Without hesitation, she said, "I have a little yellow duck."
He was a little worried about her, but after hearing her words, his worried eyes suddenly brightened. Cao Yong said, "Okay, I'll send another one later."
When you are a doctor, you have to learn from Brother Cao, learn to relax yourself anytime and anywhere, it is important to play around when you have nothing to do, don't let yourself get too nervous, especially in Zhang Yanluo's territory. Not only that, there will soon be another little Yama King, Brother Ren, who will stand shoulder to shoulder with the big Yama.
Since he was intercepted by Junior Brother Cao and could not treat Junior Sister to dinner, Shen Youhuan went to eat by himself, and then went to visit VIP clients after dinner.
When I pushed open the door of the ward and entered, I saw another distinguished guest inside and greeted him: "Hello, Mr. Qi."
"Thank you, Dr. Shen." Qi Yunfeng expressed his gratitude first.
The sponsor is a very polite and courteous person. It is really admirable that a young and energetic super rich man can be humble and polite.
"When did you come to the hospital, President Qi?" Shen Youhuan asked, and then looked at the clothes he was wearing, which were completely unlike those worn by a domineering president, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes.
It's fine for rich people to dress simply and not show off their wealth. But the problem is that today's sponsor deliberately chose workers' clothes to wear?
The other party's question, the other party's gaze, Qi Yunfeng touched the frame of his glasses, and found it difficult to answer for a moment.
After he knew that she was in the hospital, he had to temporarily change into work clothes with his subordinates, and then sneaked in through the back door of the hospital.
Actually, it’s not that he doesn’t want her to know his true identity forever, but he hasn’t figured out how to explain it to her yet.
It's not hard to find a perfect excuse to lie to someone, but I just know it makes me feel guilty.
Mr. Qi, who had just taken a nap, woke up and said to his grandson, "Remember to thank Dr. Xie."
The old man was smart and could guess who would make the accurate judgment and save his life in the first place.
"Grandpa, you should have a good rest and cooperate with the doctor's treatment. I will take care of the rest." Qi Yunfeng said.
"Please treat them to a meal." said the old man.
Qi Yunfeng: Grandpa, what about you?
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