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    Update time: 2012-10-01

    Just now, Mei Wenxin was checking the cost of a project in Huaxing with Yang Fenghuang, but she didn't expect Yang Shuo to come suddenly.  So Mei Wenxin had to go into the room and continue checking alone.

    It took a long time before Yang Fenghuang came back to his senses: "Thank you for helping me."

    "I'm not helping you. I really need your signature and want to get off work early." Mei Wenxin was very natural.

    "If you were fine just now, would you help me?" Yang Fenghuang didn't believe that Mei Wenxin could say such cold words.  Mei Wenxin has always been a very gentle being, but she really doesn't seem to have such a heartless heart.

    "Won't."

    "Then will you tell Yang Zongbao?" Yang Fenghuang was a little worried.

    "Won't."

    After hearing Mei Wenxin's words, Yang Fenghuang was about to feel relieved, but he didn't expect that his throat was blocked by Mei Wenxin's words behind him.

    "I told him personally, it would leave a bad impression on him, and I wouldn't do it. As for your true face, Zongbao may not know it now, but he will definitely find it out when you withdraw your investment. Yang Zongbao's character  You don't know that once you betray him, you will be completely abandoned by him, so why should I tell him?" Mei Wenxin was surprised that Yang Fenghuang was worried about filing a lawsuit.

    "Aren't you afraid that he will lose everything if you don't tell him?" Yang Fenghuang now felt that he had really underestimated Mei Wenxin.

    "Have nothing? Do you think he will have nothing for the rest of his life?" Mei Wenxin smiled, laughing at Yang Fenghuang for not understanding Yang Zongbao in the end: "Sign it."

    Yang Fenghuang signed without feeling.  Mei Wenxin packed up her things and left.

    Yang Fenghuang looked around the apartment that suddenly became deserted, feeling a dull pain in his lower abdomen.  His right hand unconsciously touched his lower abdomen, and he suddenly felt heartache.

    After Mei Wenxin went out, she really had no intention of complaining to Yang Zongbao. She just sent a text message to Yang Zongbao: "The weather is getting cold, so wear more clothes."

    Yang Zongbao received a text message from Mei Wenxin on his way back to the hospital and thought for a moment.  Made a call to George.

    ¡°George, is something happening in the country?¡±

    "Something? Of course something happened? I'm almost exhausted. William called me yesterday to confirm your identity. I said Yang, you didn't hide it well this time. It didn't take long for your identity to be exposed. I heard that you  There has been trouble. I'm telling you, if the hospital's revenue is wiped out this year, you will be wiped out as well." George's implication was that he would not let Yang Zongbao mess around.

    "I know. Come next month, you take Erbao back." After Yang Zongbao finished speaking, he hung up the phone before George could speak.

    Mei Wenxin¡¯s text message made Yang Zongbao very wary.  You must know that Mei Wenxin never takes the initiative to send text messages to Yang Zongbao.  Wait quietly, as long as Yang Zongbao turns around, he can see her not far away.  This time Mei Wenxin sent a text message suddenly, something must have happened.  But George didn't say what it was. Could it be that he was really sensitive?  Yang Zongbao shook his head, trying hard to get rid of this feeling.

    Yang Zongbao sat drinking coffee in front of the fountain in the square.  There were a bunch of lovers next to them, kissing passionately, so fiercely that even Yang Zongbao could vaguely smell the smell of their saliva, which was far away.

    Just when Yang Zongbao was about to open the way, maybe it was because it was too intense.  The couple turned over and fell into the pool.

    Within a few seconds, Yang Zongbao disliked many things. For example, the pool was too dirty, and he might have gotten wet if he went to save people

    These thoughts were all thrown out of Yang Zongbao¡¯s mind when the man in the couple did not emerge from the water.

    When I jumped into the pool, I discovered that the entire area on the man¡¯s head was stained red with blood.

    Yang Zongbao picked up the man and dragged him to the square.

    There were many people around.  Someone called the emergency number.

    Yang Zongbao didn¡¯t dare to lay the man down because the man¡¯s head was embedded with the heel of a high-heeled shoe.

    Turning the man's head to one side, Yang Zongbao said to the girl, "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Artificial respiration."

    "Huh? Oh." The girl standing aside hugged the man's neck and performed artificial respiration.

    After a while, the man spit out the water and became conscious, but he did not dare to move, with a shoe heel on his head.

    Yang Zongbao had long noticed that the woman was wearing a hand-washing gown, so he knew that she would definitely need artificial respiration.  This discovery made Yang Zongbao relieved. He didn't have the courage to bite that big mouth.

    Seeing that the man would not die for the time being, Yang Zongbao prepared to open a way.

    "You just left like that?" The woman grabbed Yang Zongbao's trouser leg tightly.

    "Ambulance, right away"?.  "Yang Zongbao felt that he really had nothing to do with him.

    "But, but"

    The girl wanted to say something else, but Yang Zongbao didn't give her the chance.

    Back at the hospital, Mitchell hadn¡¯t gotten off work yet: ¡°Why is your body wet?¡±

    "Coffee." Yang Zongbao handed Mitchell a cup of mocha: "With sugar."

    "Oh, honey, you are so considerate. Go and change your clothes. New hand-washing clothes were issued today, and I left one for you." Mitchell took out a set of purple hand-washing clothes from the drawer of the nurse's station:  "I also made you a hat. I always use disposable ones that shed my hair."

    "Thank you." Yang Zongbao took it.  This kind of treatment is not common. It seems that Mitchell treats Yang Zongbao as the most likely person to stay in this group, just like his colleagues.

    It is enough to prove that interns wear blue hand-washing clothes, while doctors wear purple ones.

    Yang Zongbao put on his wash clothes and went to the library as agreed.

    "Master, do you have new clothes?" Zhou Yi looked at Yang Zongbao's new clothes with great envy.

    "Have you eaten?" Yang Zongbao asked.

    "No." Zhou Yi shook his head honestly.

    "Give."

    Yang Zongbao handed the donuts he bought on the way to Zhou Yi and took the information from Zhou Yi's hand: "You should learn to make them yourself. How can you do this? By the way, there are white mice in Danse. You should make two first after get off work every day. hours of testing.¡±

    "Ah?" Zhou Yi didn't know why Yang Zongbao gave him more work: "Isn't that a place where people from China go?"

    "You are also from China. Go and do it for me." Yang Zongbao ordered Zhou Yi without any discussion.

    "Oh." Zhou Yi only had one word "hmm" when facing Yang Zongbao.

    The two of them stayed up all night in the library again.  Although Yang Zongbao said that he would only tutor Zhou Yi for two weeks, because Zhou Yi's foundation was too weak, he gave him an extra week of tutoring.

    "Okay, I've sorted out the book for you. Read it yourself."

    It was finally completed, and Yang Zongbao also reviewed it.

    "Thank you, master." Zhou Yi thanked Yang Zongbao very much.

    "You know, your mother is still waiting for you in China. If you don't come forward, do you think your mother can still have a life of her own? For you, she will only be Zhou Yuming's lover for the rest of her life." Yang Zongbao knew very well that Zhou Yi could not  If he can't knock it, his mother will be his Achilles' heel.

    Sure enough, after Zhou Yi heard what Yang Zongbao said, he immediately immersed himself in reading, without his usual playful smile.

    Yang Zongbao saw that the effect had been achieved, so naturally he would not stay any longer.

    You still have to finish washing up. Yang Zongbao¡¯s locker room has almost everything you need to survive.

    The locker room, which was supposed to be crowded at 7 o'clock, was full of people today, and everyone seemed to be circulating something privately.

    Seeing Yang Zongbao enter, Medellin quietly pulled Yang Zongbao aside and handed him a poster.

    The poster was a few years old, so Yang Zongbao took it and took a look - it was a picture of a woman with heavy make-up, her whole body exposed, with her breasts bent and crawling in front. There was a man behind with his crotch pressed tightly against the woman's buttocks: "What is this?  "

    "Can't you see?" Medellin was surprised.

    "What do you see? A pornographic advertisement?" Yang Zongbao really didn't know what the point of this poster was.

    "Oh my God, Yang, didn't you see that the person in this photo is Jaski Hoffman?" Medellin shouted exaggeratedly.

    "Who?" Yang Zongbao really didn't know. Hearing Medellin's exaggeration, he thought he was some kind of porn star. He didn't know.

    ¡°That¡¯s the blond girl you saw in front of the morgue last time.¡± Medellin decided not to let Yang Zongbao think about it.

    Only then did Yang Zongbao look at the poster carefully.  But a few minutes later, Yang Zongbao sadly discovered that he had no ability to distinguish Westerners.

    By chance, the heroine of the incident, Jia Siqi, came in.

    Everyone stopped their discussion and looked at her.

    Jia Siqi also felt keenly that everyone seemed to be targeting her.  Then I saw the poster in Yang Zongbao's hand.  He grabbed the poster, tore it into pieces, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it on Yang Zongbao: "Look, look at it to your heart's content." After Jia Siqi said that, she took off her washcloth and said, "Do you still want to look at it?"  Then he took off the underwear on top.

    "Do you still want me to take off my pants? Do you need to try it? I'm very expensive." Jia Siqi made a show of pulling off her underwear.

    Jia Siqi has always said these words to Yang Zongbao.  Yang Zongbao was also surprised at first. Why did he tell him that he had done nothing???.  Later, Jia Siqi became more and more angry, and Yang Zongbao really felt that there was no need to argue with the crazy woman.  He just opened the cabinet, took out his toiletries, and said to the almost naked Jia Siqi: "Let me."

    Jia Siqi was originally prepared to yell emotionally, but when Yang Zongbao did this, she completely lost her temper.  Subconsciously, he gave way.

    The smart man took advantage of this moment and slipped out with Yang Zongbao.

    The locker room was clean in an instant.

    Anna stepped forward, picked up the clothes that had fallen on the ground, and put them on Jasiqi: "Why are you so impulsive?"

    Jia Si Qi sat on the bench dejectedly.  Holding his body, he cried: "What can I do? You know the tuition for medical students is expensive, and there is no time to work. If I don't do this, I won't even be able to pay my own tuition. I still have a  child¡­¡­"

    Anna listened quietly, patting Jia Si Qi¡¯s back, comforting

    To be honest, this incident did not have any impact on Yang Zongbao.  For Yang Zongbao, private life is private life, as long as medical ethics are good.  But having no impact on Yang Zongbao does not mean it has no impact on other people in the hospital.  Good things don't go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles.  Everyone in the hospital, including some patients, looked at Jia Siqi like a prostitute.

    In the evening, Yang Zongbao went to find Zhou Yi and saw Jia Siqi doing ward rounds.  The patient naturally always touches Jia Siqi's chest with his hands.

    "If you do this again, I'll call you." Jia Siqi slapped the old man's hand away again.

    "Don't be like this, it's spread in the hospital, don't you just sell it? Others can buy it, and so can I. Besides, you are good-looking, so just treat it as a benefit for me to be hospitalized. Even if you sue the hospital, they will now  Do you believe me, or do you believe me? I can tell them that you bought it from me." The old man has few hairs, a lot of wrinkles, and a mouth full of yellow teeth, which makes him sick to look at.
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