Urban God-level Bodyguard

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Wilson couldn't bear it anymore, and today this man must have something to say about what he did!

"What happened?" Dr. Yang stroked his head, turned away from the crowd, and walked towards Wilson's position.

He woke up and found that he was lying on the bed, the white coat was still gone, and he felt like he had lost his memory. He just took a nap, why did he go to bed?

"Dr. Yang, you are here, this patient wants to complain to us." The little nurse saw Dr. Yang as if she had seen the backbone.

Dr. Yang frowned, "What's going on?"

The little nurse told the story just now, including of course Zhang Xingyun, a fake trainee.

"Isn't the hospital recruiting intern doctors recently?" Dr. Yang felt in his heart that he had to see the doctor. How could his memory decline?

"What. Isn't it a doctor? Does your hospital treat patients like this, and it will shut you down tomorrow, no, now!" Wilson instantly became irritable when he heard that person was not a doctor.

"Sir, sir, let me take a look at you first. It's important to cure."

Dr. Yang did not know how much the man said was true, but as long as he complained, he would not have a good life.

"Yes, Wilson, don't delay treatment." Ling Xiaoya also persuaded the man on the edge.

Finally, the man followed Dr. Yang into the treatment room.

However, after seeing Wilson, Dr. Yang showed a strange look on his face, "Sir, are you burnt here?"

"Am I going to tease you?" Wilson's impression of the hospital was bad.

What are you doing to tease me? Dr. Yang said quietly in his heart, "Sir, you have no problem here."

"what?"

"You don't have any burn marks here." Dr. Yang confirmed again.

"You mean, I have no problem here?" Wilson asked uncertainly.

"Of course it's okay, and it's still healthy." Of course Dr. Yang refers to his younger brother, racial advantage, there is no way.

"Really?"

"Really."

Wilson jumped with joy and hugged Dr. Yang fiercely, "Great, Great, you have a good doctor!"

Dr. Yang has not remembered who the doctor they said is, but fortunately, the man does not seem to be prepared to complain.

When the two came out, Wilson embraced Ling Xiaoya, "Sherrie, I'm fine, fine."

The woman just hugged it gently and then separated from him, shaking hands with Dr. Yang, "Thank you."

When Dr. Yang saw Ling Xiaoya, her eyes were amazed. Unexpectedly, the foreign kid had such a good-looking daughter-in-law, "You are welcome, I wish you happiness and happiness."

Dr. Yang's sentence contains deep meaning, not only makes Ling Xiaoya frown, but also makes Zhang Xingyun hiding beside him sip, "Happy sister!"

However, he just moved his hands and feet on Wilson, and the doctor's level was not visible at all.

Only when the real guns work hard can you realize it. Thinking of this, Zhang Xingyun's mouth hung with an evil smile.

It didn't take long for Zhang Xingyun to return to the Jinhai Building, patrolling with Zhao Dabao while holding his sister, so uncomfortable.

After tidying up his rivals, the mood is naturally very comfortable.

It didn't take long for the two to relax, and then they saw a large number of reporters pouring in, and surrounded the door of the building.

In front of those reporters, Zhang Xingyun saw An Xin and her project manager Le Ling.

"Let's let, let's let, we don't accept interviews ..." Le Ling tried hard to open up a way for An Xin, but she was a weak woman, but these big-bodied reporters.

Seeing that Yue Ling was about to be pushed to the ground, Zhang Xingyun patted Zhao Dabao's shoulder, "Hurry up, the hero saves the beauty."

After talking, the two joined the stalemate.

But the number of reporters is really too much, and they can't resist just by the two of them. They are in a hurry, and Zhang Xingyun shouted, "Ling will come."

Suddenly, the reporters turned to the direction outside the door of the building. Zhang Xingyun took the opportunity to send An Xin out, and her driver had long been waiting outside the group of reporters.

By the time this group of reporters responded, An Xin had disappeared.

In a blink of an eye, the group of reporters who appeared suddenly disappeared, and Zhang Xingyun was shocked. "It's really scary."

He turned his head and saw that Le Ling was pulling his skirt hard, trying to hide something. He took a closer look. The confusion had just caused Le Ling's stockings to hang.

But she couldn't go back. Looking at her blushing, Zhang Xingyun couldn't help but say, "Why don't you go to my car first? The parking lot is closer."

Le Ling thought about it, and finally nodded, this is already the most appropriate way.

Zhang Xingyun walked behind the woman to help her cover it, but it seemed to be attached to her.

Seeing Zhang Xingyun's car, Le Ling couldn't help but glance at him. Although this Lexus was not so good, it didn't look like a security guard could afford it.

The man didn't explain much. He opened the door and let the woman sit in. Leling was in the car, only to remember that he had no spare for his office work.

She stretched her head in embarrassment, "Can you help me buy something?"

"What?" Zhang Xingyun turned his head.

"..... stockings." Le Ling's voice was small like a mosquito.

"What? You loudly, I can't hear clearly."

"Stockings." The woman finished, her face turned red into an apple.

"Oh, you wait."

Zhang Xingyun's hearing is amazing, how could it not be heard, but a water spirit woman told him to buy stockings for himself, it sounds like blood boiling.

The man went out of Gimhae and found a market. He couldn't afford any high-end goods. He picked a similar one and took it back.

"Here you are." Zhang Xingyun passed the stockings and consciously turned it over. The picture of a woman wearing stockings is still very beautiful, but Le Ling will not agree.

"You must not twist it."

I can only wear it in the car, but this man doesn't look so reliable.

She stared at the man for a long time, and when he saw no movement, she took off the rotten stockings.

Standing outside the car, Zhang Xingyun will naturally not turn his head, but does a car have such things as inverted mirrors?

The woman's slender legs are displayed in front of the man in a blink of an eye, and the black ones are underpants.

Sure enough, it's really sexy, but Zhang Xingyun is more interested in Le Ling's tiny feet.

There are always a few places on every woman that make Zhang Xingyun intoxicated, for example, Secretary Yang's buttocks.

And Zhang Lingyun's feet have been fancy for a long time.

From feet to ankles, to calves, to thighs, I have to say that when a woman wears stockings, her sexiness can increase by more than a little bit. Zhang Xingyun saw nosebleeds almost spurting out.

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