As soon as he saw Dean Yang Shuo's benevolent and gentle familiar face, as well as the sincere words of greeting and warmth, Yan Yinchen couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, and his anxious psychology calmed down slightly. Of course, the words of pairing him with that tricky Gu were automatically ignored by him. After all, for him, that's not the point

But Mengying was immersed in the sentence that Uncle Yang praised her, well-behaved, and secretly excited in her heart. Look, in fact, she is quite well-behaved and obedient, well, I have to talk to my uncle when I go back. Why is she worrying about people? Well-behaved! The eyes of the masses are bright. Ha ha.

It seems that she who is immersed in her own fantasies has also automatically ignored the sentence that she paired with the pirate worm, otherwise, with her temperament, if she is not disgusted to death, she will howl directly.

"Xiao Yang, the children are looking for you to discuss things, and I, the old man, will not participate much, and the time is about the same, so I will go first." The old man, known as Zhan Lao, Zhan Bo, methodically cleaned up the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the desk, and chuckled.

"Zhan Lao, what are you talking about, it's good to put pen and ink aside, I'll take it and I'll collect it. Come and talk to the kids about home. Dean Yang hurriedly got up and went to Mr. Zhanbo's side, snatched the pen and ink he was sorting out, and then cleaned up one by one.

Mr. Zhanbo smiled and shook his head, looking at this student who has always been worthy of his pride, Yang Shuo, he couldn't help but feel sincerely gratified, this student can be regarded as his most proud protégé, because he was more interested in medicine, he resolutely chose to practice medicine, for this, he also sighed sadly for a while, after all, this child is also a genius in calligraphy, but, as long as the child likes it, he will support, but Xiao Yang did not let him down, with his qualifications and efforts, It has a place in the field of medicine.

After a while, Dean Yang Shuo finished packing up Mr. Zhan's pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and said with a happy smile: "Don't be restrained, Xiao Yan, come, Uncle Yang will introduce you." This is my mentor and a famous calligrapher, Mr. Zhanbo. ”

"Hello Mr. Zhan." As soon as he heard the calligrapher, Yan Yinchen immediately stood in awe and greeted politely.

"Hello Mr. Zhan." At the same time, Mengying's baby was not far behind, and immediately stood in awe, and then greeted politely.

"Hehe, young man, little girl, hello." Mr. Zhan looked at the pair of handsome men and women in front of him, nodded with a smile and said.

After saying hello, Mr. Zhan took the pen and ink prepared in Dean Yang Shuo's hand with only one hand, patted his shoulder with the other hand, and said with great relief: "Xiao Yang, let's have a good chat with the children, you young people, I don't understand this old man, so I won't participate much, and the time is not early, so I will leave first." After speaking, Mr. Zhan walked to the door, went to the door, turned around again, raised his hand, and then held the pen and ink, and walked away with a smile. It's a very chic old man.

Knowing his teacher's old temperament, Yang Shuo didn't say much, just groaned and laughed, standing alone at the door and watching his teacher leave.

When the figure in front of him faded away, Dean Yang Shuo withdrew his reluctant gaze, and then put his eyes on the son of his best friend in front of him, whether it was his appearance or that momentum, he was similar to his father, and suddenly, Dean Yang Shuo felt that he was old, and the era that belonged to them had quietly passed.

The sad expression was stunned, and when he came back to his senses, Dean Yang Shuo hadn't forgotten that this little nephew was just like his father and had nothing to do without going to the Three Treasures Palace, so he put away this inexplicable sentimentality, and teased happily: "Xiao Yan, looking at your solemn appearance, what's the important thing to find me, this old man?" ”

When it came to important matters, Yan Yinchen didn't say haha, looked at Dean Yang Shuo, with a serious face, and said directly: "Uncle Yang, what do you think of the white-clothed incident in the morgue a few days ago?" ”

Hearing the word white-clothed incident, Dean Yang Shuo reflexively stared at the young man and woman in front of him. At this moment, for a moment, Yang Shuo felt that he couldn't see through this little nephew who grew up watching from a young age.

After all, no one knew about this incident except for the insiders of the hospital. Either someone with a heart reveals it, or someone with a heart investigates. Therefore, when Xiao Yan mentioned the white-clothed incident, it was false to say that he was not surprised and strange.

"Xiao Yan, where did you hear the gossip? How can you ask that? Dean Yang Shuo was puzzled.

Call! Yan Yinchen took a deep breath and said in an accent: "Uncle Yang, this is the clue I searched for single-handedly, the results of the investigation are here, you can take a look at them first." ”

After speaking, Yan Yinchen only took the laptop that Meng Ying carried with him, clicked on the so-called truth information, and as the page jumped rapidly, Yan Yinchen turned the computer screen to Dean Yang Shuo, took a deep breath, and then said in a light tone: "Uncle Yang, see for yourself." ”

Although Dean Yang Shuo was very puzzled in his heart, his eyes still followed the bright light on the screen, and this glance shocked people's hearts.

He didn't know that a week ago, the white-clothed incident that was rumored to be a plot by someone with a heart and a chess piece, staged the most ridiculous cold joke on his road to practicing medicine.

If Xiao Yan's clues are true, of course, Dean Yang still has inevitable trust in this little nephew who resembles his father in all aspects.

In this way, his trip two weeks ago was deliberately arranged by someone with a heart?

Thinking like this, Dean Yang Shuo knew a little in his heart, no wonder the old guy had stopped being a lot more honest these days, and thought that the sun was coming out of the west, and he was good. The co-author didn't want to catch the handle for me, and even hid his tail?!

As the page jumped little by little, Dean Yang Shuo finally saw the most explosive news, and this glance angered him. Stubbornly angry to the point of rage.

At this time, Dean Yang Shuo's face turned cold for several points. Hehe, good guys.

Taking a deep breath, Dean Yang Shuo looked at Yan Yinchen, just looking at Yan Yinchen in such a daze, without saying a word. But those eyes without the slightest mental focus made it impossible to see what he was feeling in his heart.

That's it, you don't speak, I am silent. More than three minutes passed.

Unspeakably weird, unspeakably heavy.

Yan Yinchen himself was also stared at by Dean Yang Shuo, and he was cautious and panicked, but on the surface, he still had an expressionless and unfazed appearance.

The face does not change color, in this regard, Yan Yinchen is definitely in place.

"Xiao Yan, where did you search for all this information? How did you find out about this incident? Xiao Yan, tell me everything you know. What a wickedness this is! I didn't expect those old guys to be so mad and become doctors in vain! After the silence, Dean Yang Shuo said sadly.

"Uncle Yang, you might as well go watch a good show with us tonight, then everything will be clear and the truth will be revealed." Yan Yinchen didn't answer Dean Yang directly, but just looked elsewhere and said in a light tone.

Maybe it was because he understood the personality and temper of his little nephew, or maybe Dean Yang Shuo himself had already noticed some cause and effect, and Dean Yang Shuo's sad and angry mood slowly calmed down. Then he nodded in agreement. It's a tacit yes.

At this moment, for medicine and people's hearts, he thought, Yang Shuo, was cold and disheartened for the first time. Sneered.