Zhang Ling's words directly made Zhang Ling's father's impression of Zhou Yuan much worse.

Later, when he knew from Zhang Ling that Zhou Yuan had run away with other women, he might be wanted with a gun...

"You're eating fruit here now, I'll go to the kitchen to help. "

As he spoke, Zhang Ling's father put away the gun in his hand and hung it on the wall facing Zhou Yuan.

The shiny gun seemed to be saying to Zhou Yuan: "If you fail my daughter, you will eat it with your gun." "

Zhang Ling glanced back, "My dad is in the kitchen! don't be so nervous!"

Zhou Yuan turned his head stiffly and pointed at the gun on the wall: "Your father is an old criminal policeman..."

"Yes, didn't I warn you before entering the door?" Zhang Ling asked rhetorically.

"Remind me before you go in? At that time, you told me that I could still run away on the spot?"

Zhang Ling thought for a while, "It's too... It's okay, my dad is law-abiding and won't kill people indiscriminately. "

Zhou Yuan: ...

"Can the criminal police be equipped with guns? Aren't guns in our country regulated?" Zhou Yuan was a little puzzled.

"Most of the police guns have to be handed back, but my dad is different, he is an old detective. Because there are too many people arrested, I am worried that someone will retaliate, so the police station has a gun for my father, which is considered a privilege. "

Zhou Yuan was stunned: "Criminals can't be killed casually, right?"

"Of course not, but if these people threaten our family's lives with a knife, my dad will be fine if he shoots them, it's just defense!"

"Take a knife..."Zhou Yuan pondered.

At this moment, Zhang Ling's mother suddenly walked out of the kitchen, holding a kitchen knife in her hand, and said, "Zhou Yuan, right?

Zhou Yuan woke up suddenly.

Help chop vegetables?

Take a knife?!

And then he was killed!

When Zhou Yuan was hesitating what to do, Zhang Ling stood up, and the beauty saved the hero and said: "What!

Zhang Ling's mother smiled helplessly: "Yo, this is reluctant to be a man before you get married?" Forget it, I'll come with your father!"

After a while, the meal was ready.

A family, and an outsider, Zhou Yuan, sat at the dining table.

"Eat, what are you doing in a daze?"

Zhang Ling's father is very leading, and his voice is majestic.

Zhang Ling smiled sweetly and poured a glass of wine for his father: "Dad, drink!"

"Why are you so well-behaved today, I don't usually see you pouring me wine. Zhang Ling's father drank it all and said.

Zhang Ling's father looked at Zhou Yuan again: "Can you drink?"

Zhou Yuan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "You can't drink, drinking will affect your hands." "

"How..."

Zhang Ling explained: "Zhou Yuan must protect his hands, drinking alcohol will still have some effects on the nervous system, and it may have no effect on ordinary people, but Zhou's surgery is to move the knife on the nerves and blood vessels, and a little tremor may cause an operation accident!"

"Move the knife?" Zhang Ling's father wrinkled.

Wouldn't this be too young...

At this age, how do you look at it, it's an intern who helps count gauze, how does it have anything to do with scalpels?

"Eat the vegetables, eat the vegetables!"

Zhang Ling's mother, who put down the kitchen knife, was still very kind and helped relieve the embarrassing atmosphere of the dinner.

"Zhou Yuan, will you give up your seat to the old man when you take the bus?" she asked.

Zhou Yuan's face turned pale.

He had done his homework before he came.

Giving up your seat to the elderly on the bus is ostensibly to test whether you are polite, but in fact you want to find out if you have a car.

Zhou Yuan smiled and gave a direct answer: "Auntie, I don't have a car." "

Zhang Ling's mother was stunned, her hand holding the vegetables paused in mid-air, and her puzzled eyes followed.

"What's not a car?"

Zhou Yuan's smile froze.

Why don't you play by the routine?

Zhang Ling hurriedly came to the round: "He remembered a car accident patient he had dealt with recently! Didn't there be a major car accident in our Yanjing International Hospital a few days ago, and Zhou Yuan helped save a lot of people!"

Zhang Ling's mother nodded, and looked at Zhou Yuan with some admiration: "At a young age, medical skills are so good, very good!"

Zhang Ling happily sandwiched a piece of meat for his mother: "Mom eats vegetables!"

It's best to be a mother, and you won't make things difficult for yourself!

Soon, the awkward dinner was over.

"You sit, I'll clean up. Zhang Ling's mother stood up.

Zhou Yuan also wanted to get up to help, but was stopped by Zhang Ling: "Don't, my dad wants to talk to you about things..."

Zhou Yuan was stunned: "How do you see it?"

"He's wiping his gun..."

Zhou Yuan turned his head suddenly, only to see Zhang Ling's father take the gun from the wall, sit back on the sofa in the living room, pick up the gun cloth and rub it carefully.

Zhang Ling said in a low voice: "My dad will wipe the gun every time he has something on his mind." Usually I talk to someone, and it's a more serious kind, I guess I'm going to find you..."

"Then let me help your mother wash the dishes!" Zhou Yuan's face changed.

Zhang Ling laughed and pushed Zhou Yuan, and Zhou Yuan sat on the sofa unexpectedly.

Zhang Ling also sat down, next to Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan was about to stand up, when Zhang Ling's father's sharp gaze came over again.

"The little couple is very sweet, and they are sitting so close in front of me. "

Zhou Yuan smelled the smell of gunpowder.

"Dad, don't say it!" Zhang Ling said coquettishly.

Zhang Ling's father put down the gun.

Zhang Ling hurriedly gave Zhou Yuan information: "My dad is coming, he must be going to talk about things! You must be careful, he is an old criminal policeman, and he is very good at extorting confessions! You are steady!"

Zhou Yuan was stunned.

He felt like he was sitting in the interrogation room now, and he was still the one who was chained to the stool and being interrogated!

"Zhang Ling, you're pushing me into the fire pit..."

Zhou Yuan gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "If you want to say that I abandoned you, your father must not kill me with a gun!"

"No, don't worry, I said it, my dad is absolutely law-abiding!"

“......"

Zhou Yuan was silent.

Speaking of small words, Zhang Ling's father also sat opposite Zhou Yuan.

"Zhou Yuan, is he a resident doctor in the hospital?" asked Zhang Ling's father.

Zhou Yuan nodded.

"Residents are good, most people at your age are just interns. But...... Lingling is also exaggerating, a mountain is still a mountain high, being a resident doctor is not your proud capital, those directors' medical skills, if you have seen it, you will not think that you are comparable to them..."

Zhou Yuan: "Yes!"

Zhang Ling was silent on the side.

It's not just the director... Even Dean Fang is an assistant to Zhou Yuan! Even Dean Fang is not as good as Zhou Yuan's skills!

Zhang Lin's father smoked a cigarette until the cigarette burned out, and then slowly spit out a threatening word. _

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