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- But then Yang Zongbao immediately discovered that women cannot be persuaded, and the more they persuade, the more serious the trouble will be. Yang Zongbao is a smart man who can learn lessons quickly, so in the end he just sat in his seat drinking coffee and waiting for tea to make trouble.
When Chacha saw Yang Zongbao¡¯s reaction, he became even more furious. The more he scolded, the more fierce he became. But people's energy is always limited. If you talk in such a high voice for half an hour, everyone will have a dry mouth.
Seeing Chacha start to lick her lips, Yang Zongbao pushed the coffee in front of her: "Moisten your throat."
"Humph." Chacha then put away his anger and took a sip of coffee: "How did you become like this?" Chacha didn't dare to recognize Yang Zongbao when he saw him again, but it became too much.
"Why are you looking for me?" Yang Zongbao touched his face and knew that he was too thin and it would be difficult for ordinary people to recognize him. This was also the reason why Yang Zongbao dared to go to Donglin.
"What are we looking for for you" Chacha was stopped by Yang Zongbao's words. Yes, why are we looking for John? Can't help but fall into thinking.
"You shouldn't have anything to do with me now." Yang Zongbao simply made the matter clear.
"Why?" Chacha didn't understand.
"You are Lord Peng's man." Yang Zongbao pointed out.
Chacha instantly turned pale, and after a while she whispered, "I can leave."
"But you are not what I want." Yang Zongbao did not take into account the other party's feelings at all.
As expected, Chacha was very hurt: "Do you dislike it"
"No, it's that I don't like you. I don't deny that you are a good girl, but I have no feelings for you." Yang Zongbao didn't want to cause misunderstanding to the other party.
"You" Chacha suddenly smiled palely: "Doctor John, can you be more direct when you speak?"
"I hope this is the last time we meet, and I hope you forget that you have met me." Yang Zongbao didn't want his plan to be ruined, not to mention that it would be better to have fewer flowers and plants.
"I understand, can you finish this cup of coffee with me?" Chacha responded quickly. She didn't drag her feet like other women, but let go freely.
"My pleasure."
Chacha finished the coffee at a normal speed, then stood up and left. On the contrary, Yang Zongbao fell behind.
Looking at the warm sunshine outside the window, Yang Zongbao felt blank in his heart.
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"John, where have you been? We are all starving to death." Raphael has been complaining about hunger all day long these days, wishing that Yang Zongbao could always cook.
¡°Tonight we will eat hot pot and call the gods out.¡± Yang Zongbao put the ingredients on the table.
"I'm out." God popped his head out from under the table, with dark circles under his eyes half the size of his face: "Good news, we are all admitted."
Yang Zongbao ignored the head that appeared between him and the table, and asked calmly: "What did you do again?"
"I just changed the scope of admission." Shen got out from under the table, holding a notebook under his arm.
"I know, but you can't go." Yang Zongbao was busy packing the ingredients in his hands, but he was not idle.
"Why?" God suddenly became excited.
"Because we need someone to support us outside." Yang Zongbao said.
¡°I will not stay outside, I will go too.¡± God insisted.
¡°Find the person and I¡¯ll deal with them all for you.¡±
"Huh? Okay."
Raphael was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth. He didn't expect the stubborn god to be convinced like this.
"Dr. John, are you really a doctor?" Raphael asked with admiration.
"Do you know Sun Tzu's Art of War?" Yang Zongbao despised Raphael's lack of education.
"I know, it's said to be very profound." Raphael said yearningly.
"When will I give you a copy?" Yang Zongbao made a wish.
"Thank you, Dr. John, you are such a good friend." Raphael waved his hand and was about to pat Yang Zongbao on the shoulder.
Yang Zongbao didn't even try to avoid it.
Sure enough, before Raphael's black hand even got close to Yang Zongbao, he was thrown aside by the hand that came out in the middle.
"What a strength." Raphael's hand was thrown away and he was not angry. Instead, he looked at the Japanese ghost with bright eyes, eager to try.
"Japanese ghost." Yang Zongbao shouted.
"Yes." The Japanese ghost was afraid that Yang Zongbao would be angry because he had made a mistake.
"I will install your arm when you return to China. The technology is almost perfect now." Yang Zongbao had already put the hot pot on the table in an instant.
"Yes." Although Rigui didn't say anything, he was still very moved in his heart. The boss still rememberedHis stumps.
"Go to work tomorrow." Shen informed, accepting his role arrangement calmly.
In the evening, the four of them spread their arms and ate hot pot. After eating, Hiki and Raphael disappeared automatically, and God also got into his room. Yang Zongbao had a good sleep.
Early the next morning, when Yang Zongbao opened his eyes, he found that the relationship between Rigui and Raphael was much harmonious, and their skin was much smoother. He knew that the two beasts probably went together to do some lovemaking at night. Things, the so-called similar odors.
On his first day at work, Yang Zongbao was assigned to the breast department. Most of the patients are women after surgery, so Yang Zongbao is relatively busy. The Breast Department is a relatively quiet department, so Yang Zongbao's life is not that difficult. However, the status of nursing staff is the lowest in the hospital. Anyone can yell at them, so it is inevitable that they will be criticized.
After several days of observation by Yang Zongbao, Donglin Hospital has a large volume of surgeries, and on the surface there is no problem at all. Doctors go to work, nurses provide care, and caregivers do odd jobs. Everything is no different from a normal hospital. Yang Zongbao suspected that only some doctors were involved in those cruel things, and they were not performed in a normal operating room. Either Donglin Hospital had another operating room, or there was a shady place somewhere outside the hospital. .
"John, bed 35 needs preoperative examination, please go and help." The head nurse of the breast department shouted again.
"Okay." Yang Zongbao walked to the nurse station and took the medical record from the head nurse.
?Bed 35, the patient who is going to have surgery tomorrow is named Emma, ??and she is only 18 years old.
"How are you feeling today?" Yang Zongbao greeted as he walked in.
Emma didn't answer, just tilted her head to one side.
Yang Zongbao doesn¡¯t mind, because patients who are going to have breast surgery are not in a good mood, just like men who are told that they have penis and penis cancer are in a good mood and are going to have jj surgery.
"Let me check it for you." Yang Zongbao naturally stepped forward to hold Emma's shoulders.
"Get away." Emma said irritably.
"You need to check to see if your body and hair are clean." Yang Zongbao advised kindly.
"I want you to take care of it. What do you know? Are you a doctor?" Emma said aggressively.
"No." Yang Zongbao is indeed not a doctor now.
"No, then get out. I won't do the operation." Emma suddenly went crazy and beat herself on the hospital bed.
"It's impossible without surgery. Otherwise, the disease will not be cured." Yang Zongbao still kept smiling.
"Get out." Emma couldn't help but said, grabbing the boiling water bottle beside the bed and throwing it at Yang Zongbao.
Yang Zongbao¡¯s eyes flashed.
The boiled water bottle exploded on the wall behind Yang Zongbao, and some of the splashed boiling water still touched Yang Zongbao's body.
"Emma, ??you need to prepare your skin." Yang Zongbao is not a man of mud, he still has a temper.
"I told you to get out of here, you don't understand." Emma became more and more angry, her face turned red.
Yang Zongbao dislikes Westerners¡¯ skin very much. When he gets excited, his skin turns red, almost like a monkey¡¯s butt. But whether you like it or not, you still have to complete the tasks assigned by the head nurse.
"Have you had enough trouble?" Yang Zongbao tried his best to control his temper. If this were in his own hospital, Yang Zongbao would never have the patience to treat such patients who do not cooperate with treatment.
"What do you mean?" Emma also felt the change in the nurse's tone.
"If you don't want to have surgery, get out and don't take up hospital resources. You don't know that there are so many people who want to go to the hospital now, but the beds are occupied by people like you. If you want to die, tell me early and drink some sleeping pills. Why bother people like this?"
"You" Emma didn't expect Yang Zongbao to say such vicious words. Who would advise a patient like this?
"What am I? If you want to die, die quickly." Yang Zongbao continued to say coldly.
"Are you serious?" Emma narrowed her eyes dangerously: "You are not afraid of me"
"What are you afraid of? Complain against me?" Yang Zongbao scoffed twice: "Complain. The worst is to be fired from the hospital. I am a nurse and I don't know how to leave files. If Donglin Hospital doesn't want me, I can go to another hospital. Besides, how long can you sue me? If you don't have surgery, your illness will only last for 2 years. If it is longer than your life, I will definitely live longer than you. If you want to torment me and take revenge, you will have to die. If so, can you take revenge on me?" After saying that, Yang Zongbao also performed the classic move of crossing his hands and twisting his hips like a girl, which means that I am not afraid of you, a short-lived ghost.
"Wow" Emma cried all of a sudden.??. Fortunately, Emma has been known to have a bad temper since she was hospitalized, and no doctors or nurses would enter the ward when she loses her temper.
Yang Zongbao endured his headache and waited for Emma to finish crying.
"I'm afraid." Emma sobbed: "I'm only eighteen years old, I can't just remove it."
The answer to Emma's cry was the sound of a door closing.
"Woo" Seeing that she was being ignored, Emma couldn't help but shed tears again.
But not long after, the door was opened again.
Emma raised her tearful eyes and saw that it was the nurse from before: "Why are you still here? Didn't you go out?"
"This is what your chest will look like after the operation." Yang Zongbao took several medical records from the nurse station, which contained photos of the wounds of patients who had undergone surgery.
"Huh?" Although Emma didn't want to look, she still couldn't control her curiosity.
"This is too scary." Emma was completely frightened: "What should I do?"
There are two ugly scars across the chest in the photo.
"Actually, you can ask the doctor to use another surgical method." Yang Zongbao induced: "If it is opened from the armpit, even if there are scars, it will be under the armpit and it will not affect your chest."
¡°¡¡± Emma stared at Yang Zongbao, waiting for him to continue.
"You are already eighteen years old and an adult. So the breasts are basically finalized. After the operation, as long as you have a breast plastic surgery, you can make it as big as you want." Yang Zongbao analyzed Emma According to the medical records, it was found that her lesion was close to the armpit, and it was indeed possible to perform surgery through the armpit opening. However, the surgical procedure would be much more complicated, so the doctor did not use it.
"Really?" Emma stopped crying.
"Of course, but you have to ask for it yourself, and you can't say it's me who said it." Yang Zongbao handed another piece of printing paper to Emma: "Does this celebrity know? The breasts are made, don't they look good?"
Emma stretched out her hand as if she was confused, and when she printed out the paper, she saw just a woman¡¯s perfect 36e breasts and said to herself: ¡°Can this really be done?¡±
"Yes." Yang Zongbao assured again.
"How did you know?" Emma asked, putting away the printing paper.
Yang Zongbao sighed, knowing that the other party was going to ask: "I used to work as a nurse in a cosmetic surgery hospital."
"Really" Emma muttered.
"Prepare the skin." Yang Zongbao picked up the razor.
"Yeah." Emma didn't resist, took off her clothes and raised her armpits.
The smell almost made Yang Zongbao faint, but he still held his nose and started shaving Emma. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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