Chapter 236 Game 2

In a word, Meng Qingyang’s face was smashed.

student? father?

Meng Qingyang glanced at the Yun Shi poem standing on one side and looking at it. Although he didn't understand it, he also understood the situation and said: "Mr. Mu, hello!"

Speaking, while looking at the beautiful woman standing on one side, she was somewhat unpredictable.

Looking at it, look at this dress, not like a student, but the appearance is tender, a face is beautiful!

Thinking of this, he echoed his words and echoed him. "Is this Mr. Mu's student? I know that I will be a talented woman!"

Yun Shishi sneaked a word, his face is also very embarrassing!

Li Hanlin’s mouth was pumped.

A room of people, no matter how old or young, men and women are acting, feelings are acting?

Mu Yazhe looked around in a circle of wards, squatting and squatting, and slowly said: "This ward seems to be a bit simplistic and not suitable for patient cultivation."

The cold voice only fell, Meng Qingyang was cold sweat, and smiled and nodded again and again, and turned to blame the doctor at the side.

Indeed, this ward is too chilly, but this is no way.

Li Hanlin wanted to arrange a senior ward for Yun Tianyou, but Yun Tianyou worried that Mommy’s heart was suspicious and asked him to arrange a most common ward.

Therefore, Li Hanlin paid the cost of the general ward.

Meng Qingyang was cold and sweaty, and the doctor at the side was also cold and sweaty. Before that, he would have expected that the patient in this ward could still have a relationship with such a big number one.

If it is long gone, let alone the intensive care unit, even if it is the only VIP ward in the inpatient department, you must give it up!

"Yes, I immediately put this little friend into a special ward."

Yun Shi poetry looked at them with stunned eyes. In her memory, this doctor is quite inhuman, and the person is very indifferent, in short, he is not good at him!

However, watching the dean and a few ordinary doctors who were not screaming in the middle of the week were in front of Mu Yazhe, but they were so sloppy.

It was a guest who had set a lip and tongue. When he walked out of the ward door, Meng Qingyang’s eyebrows loosened and eased his face, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Going a little further, Turning around and facing Zhao Rui, he asked: "Zhao Rui, I ask you, what is the patient living in that ward?"

“Hey?” Zhao Rui was confused. “Nothing special, just an ordinary patient.”

"After special care! Put the intensive care unit out to let him live in, give me the best experts and nutritionists, can't be a slight scorn!"

Then, he said without hesitation, "What are the patients' requirements, as long as they are not too harsh, try to satisfy them!"

"Why?" Zhao Rui is somewhat puzzled.

Meng Qingyang asked: "Do you know who is sitting in the bed in the ward?"

Zhao Rui shook his head in a shock.

"Oh, anyway, there is a big deal! Don't say you, even me, it depends on his face to eat!"

In the territory of Beijing, no one can provoke the acclaim. What is terrible is not this man, but the huge Mu's family behind the man. What is even more terrible is the man's fierce and cold means.

(End of this chapter)

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