The old man said casually, no one in the ward dared to speak, and Yang Zeming didn't dare to shout loudly, so he asked with a smile: "Dean, why are you free to come to our department?"

This old man is the president of the Second Affiliated Hospital, Chen Huairen.

Chen Huairen is over 70 years old, it stands to reason that at such an age, he should no longer serve as the president of a tertiary hospital, because the president of a tertiary hospital is also a civil servant, he should have retired a long time ago, but the Second Affiliated Hospital was founded by him back then, and he himself is also very good at medical skills, and he has a deep affection for this hospital.

Chen Huairen walked inside, and the doctors on both sides gave way, but there was really nowhere to go, worrying about his toes, holding his chest and stomach, for fear of disturbing this respected old man.

Walking to the hospital bed, Chen Huairen glanced at Lin Lang, stretched out his hand to the side, and Yang Zeming respectfully handed over the medical record.

He looked at it for a moment, nodded and said, "There is nothing wrong with the indicators, Xiao Yang, what are you arguing about?"

"This ......"

Yang Zeming was embarrassed to say, but Lin Lang said it for him: "I'm arguing about what disease I have, sepsis or sepsis." ”

Chen Huairen took Lin Lang's hand, put on the pulse, savored it for a while, checked his tongue and face, and finally, his eyes fell on the wound on his arm.

"Dean, how is his illness?" Chen Jing didn't come in the past few days, and he didn't know that he had recovered.

Chen Huairen didn't say anything, and asked Lin Lang: "What's going on with this wound?"

Although the old man was old, his observation was very good, and after only looking at it for a while, he noticed the source of the cause, Lin Lang secretly admired it, and told him about crushing the blood sample that day.

"Oh. ”

Chen Huairen nodded: "That's sepsis, it's not sepsis, who said sepsis?"

The authority personally confirmed the diagnosis, and no one in the field questioned it anymore!

Everyone looked at Yang Zeming, Yang Zeming's face turned red, he opened his mouth to justify, and thought about the people who the old dean hated most in his life, sighed, nodded and admitted it.

The dean waved them out, Yang Zeming left the ward in a gloomy manner, and the other doctors in the nephrology department also left one after another, and after they went out, they all looked at him secretly with strange eyes.

He knew what that look meant, the diagnosis was overturned by the patient, and the patient was cured of the disease himself, and it was in the nephrology department, it was like a resounding slap in the face.

What face will he have to lead the nephrology department in the future?

The more Yang Zeming thought about it, the more he had a headache, the more he thought about it, the more he hated Lin Lang, he couldn't stay in the hospital, so he said hello to the deputy director, turned his head and left.

……

There were only three people left in the ward: Lin Lang, Chen Jing, and Chen Huairen.

Chen Huairen's serious face finally showed a smile: "Young man, you really cured this disease yourself?"

"Hmm. ”

"Don't lie to me. ”

"Why are you lying to me, are you lying to me for medical expenses?" the dean drove in person, but he didn't care at all, and lay carelessly on the hospital bed watching TV.

Chen Huairen rubbed the tiny needle hole on his arm, which was the trace left by the silver needle, and asked, "Have you studied Chinese medicine?"

"I've learned a little, eh, I said are you old and confused? Yang Zeming is the kind of person, you can actually become the director of the department, you really have no vision. ”

"How do you talk to my grandfather?" Chen Jing pulled him up and asked him to sit upright.

It turned out that Chen Jing was the granddaughter of the president of the Second Affiliated Hospital, no wonder Yang Zeming would pursue her.

Chen Huairen waved his hand with a smile and motioned for Chen Jing to stand aside: "Your stinky temper and this acupuncture method are a bit similar to Zhang Mingxuan, the former director of the 408 Hospital of the Yanjing Military Region, what is your relationship?"

The old man said the old chief's name in one mouthful, and Lin Lang was surprised: "Do you know the old chief?"

"Of course I do. ”

At the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China, Chen Huairen and Zhang Mingxuan studied abroad together, and had the friendship of classmates, and later the Southwest War broke out, Zhang Mingxuan, as a soldier, resolutely chose to return to China to go to the battlefield, and the two separated.

Many years have passed, and both of them have become medical masters who have studied both Chinese and Western medicine, and they feel a little embarrassed when they look back on the past.

Chen Huairen sighed and asked, "Is Lao Zhang okay?"

Lin Lang pouted: "The body is a stick, the food is fragrant, I like to play with guns when I have nothing to do, and I will collapse in three days, and I don't dare to go back to the army." ”

Chen Huairen couldn't help laughing: "Lao Zhang's irritable temper, you can't change it in this life, it's good to be healthy, Xiaojing, this is my old classmate's disciple, you are the same age, you have nothing to contact more, it is good for each other's careers." ”

Grandpa has always been high, the mayor doesn't pay much attention to it, and he rarely goes to invitations and banquets from dignitaries, but he didn't expect to value Lin Lang so much, Chen Jing was quite surprised, and nodded when he heard this.

After chatting a few words, Chen Huairen left, and before leaving, he told Lin Lang that the relationship between their grandfather and grandson should not be publicized outside.

Nowadays, people can't wait to let the whole world know who is my father, and it is rare to see a style like Chen Huairen, Lin Langda admired it from the bottom of his heart, and promised Chen Huairen that he would never say it.

……

When you are cured, you will be discharged from the hospital.

When he was discharged from the hospital, he met his second aunt Zheng Cuiying who was also discharged from the hospital, Lin Zheng had acute nephritis and had a few days of fluid infusion in the hospital.

After the discharge procedures were completed, the sky was already dark, it was raining heavily, the thunder was rumbling, Chen Jing ran to the parking space in the rain, pulled the Toyota Corolla out, and stopped beside Lin Lang: "What are you doing in a daze, come in." ”

"Oh. ”

The wipers swayed left and right, and the car drove straight to the Century Garden in the South Third Ring Road, which is the community where Chen Jing lived.

When Chen Jing drove the car to the underground parking lot of the community and asked him to go upstairs with him, he was even more strange.

There was a raging storm outside, the two were alone, and the woman asked the man to go home together, did she have any special ideas?

Lin Lang followed her into the elevator suspiciously, she pressed the button on the tenth floor, then removed the rubber band that tied the braids, shook off the wet long hair, pulled it to the back of her head, and tied it up again.

When a woman ties her hair, the posture is the most sultry, her arms are raised high, put behind her head, and the soft peaks on her chest are becoming more and more straight, because of the rain, the T-shirt is partially wet, and it is glued together with the underwear, slightly revealing the pattern of the corset, and the beautiful shape is unobstructed.

Looking down at the towering place, there is a slender waist that is not in a grip, and slender legs wrapped in skinny jeans, I have to say that Chen Jing's figure is definitely one of the best among women.

What's even more rare is that his appearance is also very beautiful, with a pure natural intellectual beauty, and it is difficult for Lin Lang to ensure that he does not make mistakes when he is in the same room with a beauty of this level.

"Come in with your shoes, you're welcome, just sit down. ”

After entering the house, Chen Jingyan smiled, threw the key into the tray casually, and the whole person relaxed, and went to the bathroom barefoot, and there was a sound of water in the bathroom.

She's taking a shower with water.

Lin Lang was idle in the living room alone, looking around, the layout of two bedrooms and one living room, the room was relatively large, about 100 square meters, and it must be very comfortable to live.

There were no ashtrays on the pale white coffee table, no pictures of men and no clothes, and it seemed that she was not lying, she did live alone, at least for a while.

A beautiful woman of twenty-five, without a boyfriend, lonely at night, wants to find a man to fill her empty body, and it is normal to think about it.

Chen Jing took a shower much faster than ordinary women, and came out in five or six minutes, changing into a set of pink suspender nightdresses, revealing snow-white shoulders and half of the same snow-white calves.

Slippers to Lin Lang's side, pursed his lips and smiled, and pulled him to the bedroom: "Come here, there is no one in the bedroom." ”

has already hinted to this extent, it would be a bit unkind to pretend to be stupid again, and when she arrived at the bedroom, Lin Lang kicked the door and wrapped her weak waist from behind, and a tempting fragrance came, it was not the smell of perfume, it was the fragrance of shower gel, and it smelled very comfortable.

It's going to be a cozy and crazy night.