Duan Zixuan had to admire Yan Murong.

This guy's movements are really fast and terrifying. As soon as he got the information about the hospital yesterday, he had already arranged for someone.

Duan Zixuan was a little puzzled. Isn't this guy afraid of working in vain?

In fact, Yan Murong didn't have the ability to predict the future, let alone know that Duan Zixuan would tell him about the hospital today. It's just that when I came out of Dong Wuyan yesterday, I suddenly remembered, and then I started looking for someone.

Who to look for? It was a conundrum that made him hesitate for half an hour.

After Yan Murong went through all the people he knew in his head, there were a few candidates.

First of all, Zhong Zhenguo was the first person he thought of.

So, Yan Murong took out the phone and dialed Zhong Zhenguo directly. The two of them talked for ten minutes. To Yan Murong's surprise, Zhong Zhenguo agreed without thinking about it after he said his purpose.

After getting one, Yan Murong thought of Chen Hanqing again.

Chen Hanqing and Zhong Zhenguo are classmates, and they are also the president of Yenching University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, so looking for him may be of some help.

But the phone was connected, and after Yan Murong explained the purpose, Chen Hanqing was stunned for a moment, and then hatefully criticized Yan Murong for a while.

Originally, Chen Hanqing was still very happy to receive Yan Murong's call, but when Yan Murong said his purpose, Chen Hanqing immediately turned his face.

What the? Are you going to open a hospital in Hong Kong? Okay, that's a good thing -- but you can't go to the University of Chinese Medicine to poach people.

Let's go, you can leave with Teng Xiangling. But you still want to continue poaching people?

If you don't agree, you can't agree.

Chen Hanqing thought, even if Yan Murong knelt in front of him and called grandpa.

In the end, Yan Murong looked helpless. When he was about to hang up the phone, he was stopped by Chen Hanqing.

Chen Hanqing told him that if he wanted to dig people, he couldn't dig people, let alone the door, there was no crack in the door - but since the phone calls were coming, let's do him a favor and help him digest a little bit of the graduating graduates.

hung up the phone upside down, and Yan Murong was depressed and was dying. Instead of digging talents, they poached a bunch of graduates for themselves.

After thinking about it, Yan Murong felt that it didn't matter if there were graduates, they were all from the University of Chinese Medicine anyway, and he was very unobtrusive about being a teacher for a period of time, which could be regarded as a contribution to his alma mater. Besides, with Zhong Zhenguo here, you can also take them. It is regarded as cultivating reserve talents for the hospital.

Now that the graduates are all over, Yan Murong remembered Zhao Chen who followed him to Yanjing, she is not a Chinese medicine practitioner, but she has a heart that loves Chinese medicine.

So, Yan Murong thought, anyway, Zhong Zhenguo will come. That sheep is released, and a group of sheep is also released, so it is better to find Zhao Chen as an assistant.

To Yan Murong's relief, after Zhao Chen received the call, he immediately agreed, and he was extremely excited.

But after hanging up Zhao Chen's phone, Yan Murong began to worry again. There are too few people, or too few people.

Looking for an old man? No way. The old man could not have agreed.

After thinking about it for a long time, Yan Murong grabbed the phone and dialed the wrong number.

When Hua Cuo received the call, his mood seemed a little low, but when he heard that Yan Murong wanted him to come to Hong Kong to help, he suddenly jumped up excitedly, and thanked Yan Murong on the phone again and again, which made Yan Murong a little embarrassed.

After all, Yan Murong really couldn't think of anyone else to look for. But that's fine, there are always some Chinese medicine practitioners in the hospital, and the manpower should be enough.

The airport hall is full of people, except for those who come to talk about business, and more are tour groups with little red riding hoods, little yellow hats, little green hats, and then waving various flags. These are tourists or students who come to Hong Kong on vacation or during summer vacation.

Yan Murong had asked before, Hua Cuo and the others' plane arrived at eleven twenty o'clock, and now it was just after half past ten, and it would be nearly an hour.

Sitting down with Duan Zixuan in the café at the airport, Yan Murong said. "I contacted some people last night, all of them are traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, and they will be here today, so let's pick them up."

"Could it be a little early?" Duan Zixuan asked.

"It's not early." Yan Murong smiled. "In the afternoon, let's go and finish the affairs of the hospital, and strive to start work tomorrow -- besides, you will be troubled to handle the affairs of the factory."

"Okay, I'll do it as soon as possible." Duan Zixuan nodded in response, but suddenly, he found that how could this feeling be as if he had become an errand runner by Yan Murong's side? If he moves his mouth, he will break his leg.

But just as he was about to complain to Yan Murong, Duan Zixuan's expression was stunned, and his eyes looked at a woman standing behind Yan Murong in a daze.

"What's wrong?" Yan Murong looked at Duan Zixuan, who was in a daze, and asked suspiciously.

"Behind you—"

"What's going on behind me? What's that look on your face, is there a ghost behind me? It's daytime -. ”

"Smack-"

"Ahh

The previous sound was the sound of a coffee cup falling to the ground and shattering.

In the back, it was Yan Murong who screamed hot from the hot coffee spilled on his pants - he was frightened by the woman standing behind him.

Yes, it's daytime, and even if there are ghosts in this world, they won't run out now.

Behind Yan Murong stood a woman, a beautiful woman wearing a fiery red sportswear.

If it was someone else, Yan Murong would not have been burned to her thigh by coffee, but this woman was none other than his wife, Su Qingwu, who had received the certificate and had not yet passed the door.

"You, your- how did you get here?" Yan Murong wiped his pants with the tissue handed over by Duan Zixuan, and looked at Su Qingwu in surprise and asked.

Is this woman also here for tourism? Yan Murong thought. However, this is impossible, such a big company, busy every day, how can it have time to travel?

"What? I haven't seen you for a few days, and you're so excited to see me? Su danced lightly and smiled skillfully, looking at Yan Murong's embarrassed smile and trembling.

"I-you answer me first, why are you here?" Yan Murong looked at Su Qingwu and asked.

"You want to know?" Su Qingwu began to sell Guanzi.

"I want to know." Yan Murong nodded.

"I'm here for you." Su Qingwu pulled the chair next to Yan Murong and sat down, nodded politely at Duan Zixuan, and said. "I came to you on purpose."

"Looking for me? What are you looking for me for? Yan Murong was even more strange. Isn't this woman good to stay in Yanjing and come to Hong Kong to find herself? Which tendon is it that is going wrong?

"I'm coming to marry you—"