The second chapter was delivered on time, and it will be this time in the future, the first chapter is about twelve o'clock at noon, and the second chapter is about ten o'clock in the evening, and it will be added from time to time.

For the sake of Xiaomo working so hard, can you give some support and motivation?

Thank you, big guy!!

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"Good Fragrance ......"

After a long time, these two words flashed in Qin Xiaoling's mind.

Meng Zuo's warm body exudes a charming fragrance, which is the smell of sunshine, which makes people fascinated.

Qin Xiaoling's only thought now is to stop time forever in this moment, she wants to be trapped in this warm and warm embrace forever, and occupy this warmth.

The crying stopped, not even the sound of sobbing anymore, the sunlight passed through the window, forming pillars of light, shooting around the two of them, everything was so peaceful, natural, and warm.

"Meng, Mr. Meng, I'm fine, you...... You let go. ”

Qin Xiaoling said this, but her face had turned bright tomato color because of shyness, and it was buried in Meng Zuo's broad shoulders, and she didn't mean to let go at all.

What about Monzo?

He was sniffing.

He felt like his nosebleed was coming out.

It's summer now, everyone wears very few clothes, Qin Xiaoling is the kind of girl who doesn't want to be bound by clothes and be free, the principle of wearing clothes is as much as she can, usually you can't see it from a long distance, but with such a hug, Meng Zuo instantly became clear,

B? Oh no, there may be C!

It's so soft......

Treasure girl!

Meng Zuo tilted his head vigorously to keep the nosebleed from slipping down, and sucked his nose hard.

But even so, he had no intention of letting go of his hand.

It's cheap for nothing, don't take advantage of your grandson!

Meng Zuo's face was sideways, and he was angry with his nose.

Until......

Syllable!

The door opened.

A middle-aged male doctor wearing a mask stood outside the door.

"Xiaoling, you ...... hard"

The doctor froze for a moment, and then froze there.

He saw a patient in a hospital gown and a nurse in a nurse's uniform hugging each other, and the patient facing him was holding his head up majestically, sniffing his nose, and looking like a pig arching cabbage.

Who am I?

Where am I?

What am I going to do?

He even came up with the idea of avoiding it first and not disturbing the two people in front of him.

Wrong!

This is a hospital!

I'm a doctor!

I avoid a hammer, I dodge?

The doctor coughed twice and walked over, stepping heavily on each step to emphasize his presence, Meng Zuo also put down the arm that was holding Qin Xiaoling tightly, and stood and looked at the doctor.

"Xiaoling, what's going on?" the doctor rested his hands on his back and held them together, in a posture of crushing people to death at the level of an official.

"Ah...... I'm sorry, Dr. Wang, Mr. Meng was comforting me just now......" Qin Xiaoling's voice became smaller and smaller, so small that even Meng Zuo, who was standing beside her, didn't know what she said.

Console?

What comfort needs to be started? It's all tightly together.

Doctor Wang looked at the two of them with puzzled eyes, and saw Meng Zuo looking at him with a sincere face, and there seemed to be a trace of awe in his eyes.

Dr. Wang was right, Meng Zuo's eyes were indeed respectful.

Meng Zuo has always had a dream of being a doctor since he was a child, but his parents have always disagreed with him before his death, saying that doctors are too dangerous, and they don't earn much, so instead of being a doctor, it is better to eat and wait for death at home, learn some musical instruments and have fun, and then inherit the family business, be a simple rich second generation, and live a boring life.

Meng Zuo was still young at the time, and he rolled all over the ground and said no, I was going to study medicine.

He was then dragged to Boston by a foreign nanny and bodyguard arranged by his parents to go to school, and was finally accepted into Berkeley College.

Looking back now, he also feels that what his parents said is not unreasonable, but his inner sense of respect for the doctor is still the same as always.

But Dr. Wang naturally didn't understand.

He glared at Qin Xiaoling viciously: "You go to my room for me, and I'll talk to you in a while!"

Qin Xiaoling stuck out her tongue, and then moved out with great reluctance.

"Hurry up!" Dr. Wang urged, and Qin Xiaoling quickened her pace and walked out of the room.

But before leaving, she still glanced at Meng Zuo reluctantly.

Meng Zuo looked at Qin Xiaoling, who still had tears in her eyes, and felt that this little girl was indeed very cute, so she couldn't help but smile.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Monzo, for making you laugh. "Dr. Wang apologizes.

"It's okay, it's okay, Qin Xiaoling was crying just now, I'll coax her, don't get me wrong. Meng Zuo explained again.

"As a nurse, I can't control my emotions, don't worry, I will teach her a good lesson when I go back. Doctor Wang immediately became serious and packed the ticket with Meng Zuo.

Meng Zuo suddenly understood that Dr. Wang still didn't understand what he meant.

But he didn't bother to explain any more, he still had a lot to do.

"Well, Dr. Wang Jiaren, is it? Can I be discharged from the hospital now?" Meng Zuo asked after looking at the work card on Dr. Wang's chest.

"Ah it's me, hahaha......" Hearing Meng Zuo call him by his full name, Wang Jiaren immediately smiled, his expression was the same as a dog seeing, and a slave seeing his master, "But it's ......"

Meng Zuo didn't know that the reason why this Wang Jiaren was able to become the attending doctor of the VIP single ward was not because his medical skills had reached that level, but because he was stammering and flattering everywhere.

Spring Festival, Lantern Festival, Arbor Day, Labor Day, Dragon Boat Festival, Double Ninth Festival, National Day, and even Children's Day, Teacher's Day, Valentine's Day, and even Qingming Festival...... As long as it is a festival, whether it is big or small, whether it is reasonable or not, he will drill at the crack like a rice worm, and give it if there is a gift, without ambiguity, and in less than five years, he will push himself to this position by giving gifts.

But the senior leaders of the hospital are not stupid, no matter how much a person with medical skills is like that, no matter how much he gives gifts, even if he says good things to the sky, the VIP attending doctor is the highest position he can achieve in his life, and if he is promoted, he will be investigated and criticized, and if he doesn't do well, maybe he will have to follow Shuanggui.

So Wang Jiaren has been working for more than 20 years and is still in this position.

This position is not big or small, and the hospital is also turning a blind eye, anyway, a grain of mouse feces mixed with the soup can't taste good.

While receiving Wang Jiaren's money, the hospital leaders pretended to be bitter and told him that the policy is very difficult now, and there is no need to think about promotion, and you will have to work hard and rack your brains to keep this position.

All in all, after the old leaders had a lot of flamboyance, Wang Jiaren was so frightened that he couldn't give up, and while thanking him repeatedly, he thought about whether to give the next holiday gift a little more expensive.

This hospital is a tertiary hospital, but it can still barely tolerate Wang Jiaren, a-stirring stick with insufficient ability and ambition.

Some people will ask, Wang Jiaren gives so many gifts every year, does he have so much money?

The answer is, no.

In fact, the hospital paid him one or two thousand less than the medical staff of the same level.

But as I just said, Wang Jiaren's position is not big or small.

There are more than a dozen or twenty people who are older than him.

The rest of the people are all under him!

Today, I will do a fundraiser to make money and water, tomorrow I will do charity to make extra money, and the day after tomorrow I will lend the name of opening a small stove to the newcomer to collect "make-up fees", and I really can't find an excuse to start with the patient...... The amount of money earned each time is not much, and each person will hand over one or two hundred each time, but there are many times and a large base.

The annual gift did not give him himself poverty, but gave his belly bigger and bigger.

In front of the leader, he is only promised, and he is powerful in front of others, and the king is a "dummy".

"Don't mess with fake good people. ”

This is a saying circulating in the hospital, which is Wang Jiaren.

"But...... The checks that should be done still need to be done. Wang Jiaren said seriously, "We want to check whether there is any damage inside your body." ”

"Huh?" Meng Zuo frowned suddenly.

It's not that he doesn't want to do it, it's that he doesn't want to spend money.

Poor!

"Ah, don't worry, don't be angry," Wang Jiaren immediately changed his words.

This is a VIP-level customer, and it is hard to bring one out of the backstage, and he can't afford to mess with it.

"That's right, just take an X-ray for you, and don't need other examinations, soon, okay?" Wang Jiaren smiled all over his face, and his originally deep voice became a bit of a thief.

Meng Zuo was still frowning, he was thinking.

Well, an X-ray should not cost much, and the doctors have said that it will be done, it must be a necessary step...... Although the doctor's voice was a little unpleasant.

Finally, Meng Zuo stretched his brows and looked at Wang Jiaren, who was still wiping sweat with a pile of horizontal meat on his head.

"Okay. ”