A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

The surrounding patients and their family members were talking a lot, and they fought for Shu Ange. Those who had contacted the reporter earlier hid in the crowd without saying a word.

Under the voice of the crowd and the unfriendly eyes, the reporter could not continue to press the question, so he could only hastily end the interview.

The support of public opinion relieved Shu Ange a lot. If all the spectators stand on the reporter's side indiscriminately, there is no need for her to fight for anything.

After the reporter left, Shu Ange simply thanked everyone for their support, and then took off his surgical gown and put on a white coat.

The operation was very labor-intensive. Shu Ange sat in the office and stretched while no one was there.

Although she was still a little worried that the red envelope issue would ferment, it was beyond her control. However, Shu Ange was not so worried. When she went to work, except during surgery, she always carried a miniature camera on her body.

If the reporter really turned black and white, she also has enough evidence to prove her innocence.

The calendar on the table turned over a page, and a month had passed. Thinking of He Ruifeng, who had no news, Shu Ange couldn't help sighing.

The days in the hospital are almost a cycle of seeing a doctor, ward rounds, and operations. Shu Ange is busy with work, and he never forgets to recharge and master more medical knowledge of internal medicine and surgery.

When she was about to get off work, Shu Ange received a strange call. After she answered, the voice on the other end of the phone was very pleasant, and the content of what she said shocked her.

"Hello, is this Dr. Song? I'm Dongfang Boai Maternity Hospital. I wonder if I can invite you to have dinner? Our hospital recruits high-caliber talents and offers very generous treatment. The annual salary starts at 300,000 yuan, excluding commissions and bonuses."

The female voice on the phone was sweet and friendly, and what she said was even more enticing.

I have to say that the salary offered by Oriental Bo'ai Hospital is really tempting. A young business backbone like Song Jin, who has become a deputy director in the department, can only get hundreds of thousands of dollars a year.

Compared with the basic annual salary of 300,000 yuan, as well as huge commissions and bonuses at the Oriental Bo'ai Maternity Hospital, this amount of money is too little.

But all of this money comes from patients. For example, hospitals under the "xx series" are best at giving ordinary medical methods high names, and are keen to promote all kinds of high-tech people. One abortion operation can earn tens of thousands of yuan.

Not everyone is willing to earn such ignorant money. Shu Ange said indifferently, "I'm not interested, don't call me in the future."

After that, he hung up the phone without hesitation.

As soon as the phone was hung up, footsteps came from the door, and someone entered the office without knocking on the door.

Shu Ange raised his head and met a pair of sharp eyes. He Ruifeng was wearing a military uniform and holding a military cap in his hand, and strode towards her.

The sky was already dark, and before Shu Ange could turn on the lights, the light in the office was a little dim.

In the dim light, He Ruifeng was like a walking luminous body, and his whole body exuded a stern aura like a blade unsheathed, but when he met Shu Ange's gaze, he softened again.

Shu Ange stood up in surprise and pushed the stool back, almost thinking that this scene was just an illusion.

When he was one meter away from Shu Ange, He Ruifeng stopped, straight as if standing in a military posture: "Dr. Song, hello, I'm back."

His speech was succinct and clear, like a report, with a solemn demeanor and clear eyes, without any blasphemy.

(Meow, haha, when more stories are written, let's choose the most **** male lead, Rarity will be elected, the most serious male lead!)