Good Morning, Mr. President!

"Okay, then go ahead." Jiang Yan greeted both of them.

Slang took out three bowls of porridge one by one. He brought one bowl and handed it to Jiang Yan. Jiang Yan shook his head. "Drink, I have no appetite."

"Mom, you taste it, it must be delicious." Slang was particularly attentive.

Jiang Yan looked at her look as expected, but in the end he still had the porridge. I took two sips. It was actually a very simple porridge. After so long, it was a little bit colder, but she still tasted good in the mouth. In fact, she did not expect that, as Tang Yan, she would buy porridge in person.

"How's it? It tastes good, right?" Slang drank two sips of her own. She turned around and looked at him with a smile, "Your favorite seafood porridge."

Xun Sheng was afraid of being slang to know her relationship with Tang Yan, so she was guilty of guilty conscience. Just nodded and simply returned: "Well, it's delicious."

In a few words, the slang words are particularly happy. As if the porridge was really bought by herself, it can make her family like it, and she is really proud of it. Holding the porridge, I drank two more sips, but in my mind was all the face of the man.

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In the early hours of the morning, Xi and Slang came home together, leaving Jiang Yan alone in the hospital to take care of Yong.

The next day.

Early in the morning, I first called the magazine to ask for a morning leave. After breakfast, I accompanied the slang to the hospital. The two men went straight to Yong Yong's ward carrying breakfast and some daily necessities, but the entire ward was empty by that time.

Both sisters-in-law were confused.

Slang went to the information desk and asked the head nurse.

"The hospital transferred your dad to the VIP ward."

The slang was surprised, and looked at each other. Cai and the head nurse said: "My mother is going to transfer? But, wasn't she unwilling yesterday?"

"Why not? It was the boss who called and asked to transfer your father to the VIP ward." The head nurse smiled vaguely and looked at the slang, "Language, honestly, when do you go with the boss Are you online? We haven't heard you mention it. Also, you can get online even if you have such a cold boss. "

The slang was confused, "Our boss? Isn't that what you said, Mr. Ye?"

"Well. It was really Mr. Ye Yan who called the Dean personally. Today the Dean personally came to invite your parents to the VIP room, not to mention the beauty. Unfortunately, you are not there."

I just heard that, and I knew what was going on. There is no second person except Tang Yan.

She hadn't spoken yet, but he had done everything for her. There was a trace of warmth in my heart.

The slang groaned for a while, and now I guessed what was going on. The face was changed from the previous doubts and turned to a smile on the face. The head nurse squeezed her face. "What a smile it looks like! Really in love? But you wouldn't really be in love with our boss?"

"Head nurse, please forgive me. How dare I provoke me like our boss?" He sneered with a smile, and did not deny that he was in love. He only said, "I'm going to send breakfast to my dad, I'm not talking. Now. "

No matter what the other person said, slang took his hand and left. The two got off the elevator all the way and headed for the VIP room.

I can see that Slang is particularly happy. I think it is because my uncle was transferred to the VIP room. Can live comfortably.

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"Mrs. Xun, this time we arranged for Mr. Xun to be the best doctor in the entire city of Judea and even the whole country, and these are the best medical teams. Therefore, you do n’t have to worry too much about Mr. Xun's condition Just leave it to us. "

Before the two entered, they heard the sound in the ward.

Not as cold as yesterday, today is very lively.

The slang heard the voice all at once, "It's our dean."

Even the dean came in person, and this sale was of course Tang Yan's face.

Slang carried things in, and it turned out that in addition to the dean, the house had the most famous medical team. The slang went in and greeted them one by one. On the weekdays, the dean did not even recognize her, but today her attitude towards her was a 360 ° turn, not to mention those other doctors.

I don't like to be lively, nor do I like to see strangers. When she sees people in the house, she doesn't go in, she just stands outside. Thinking that they were all gone, it was not too late for her to go in again.

"Hey." At this moment, a familiar voice came from the other end of the promenade. As soon as he turned his face, he saw that Tang and Song were wearing white robes.

She smiled sweetly. "So early."

"It was just dug up by my brother." Tang Song yawned lazily. "I have orders and have to follow."

He sneered, "I'll leave it to you, then."

"Um. I try my best." Tang Song Ying said, then smiled ambiguously at her, "Recently, my relationship with my brother should be good?"

"..." I was embarrassed by his ambiguous eyes. "What?"

"In the past, my brother was tortured to lifeless every time he came back from the desert. This time I feel very good. I can't think of other reasons except you."

After hearing this from Tang and Song, I didn't even realize a little smile in my eyes, I didn't even notice it myself.

When I wanted to say anything, just at this moment, the door of the ward was pulled open from inside. I was worried about what the slang could see, and gestured Tang and Song with his eyes. The man took a step back subconsciously and kept a distance from Tang and Song.

Tang and Song Renjun could not help. Don't you, Don't You? It hurt him too!

Slang sent the dean and the medical team out of the ward. When the dean saw Tang and Song outside, he bowed respectfully and shook hands before leaving. Seeing Tang and Song in slang, he was flattered and surprised, "Doctor Tang."

"Nurse. Is it convenient for me to go in and see your father now?"

"You are my dad's treating physician?" Slang was incredible. There are countless good doctors in the hospital, but it is by no means easy to call this talented doctor. On weekdays, although he is in the same hospital, he is almost in the laboratory. There are no very special or rare cases, and he almost never appears.

"Well. Entrusted." Tang Song smiled and put his hands in his white coat. "Nurse, no opinion?"

"Of course not! No, if you are my father's doctor, it is our pleasure." Slang promised. Because Tang and Song's phrase was entrusted, there was a little bit more honey in my heart.

I was drunk, and I finally had to suspend my job and stay at home for a power outage, so it took so long to update. There is one more ~ ​​write now!