When Jing Yi came in, he told the people here that he would bring heat to them, but when he wanted to leave, he could leave directly.

Jing Yi thought so.

But things didn't go as promised......

……

The dean runs the company.

A gray-haired man looked at Jing Yi and sighed: "This, it was right to agree like this at the beginning, but now that you have been with us for so long, and you haven't paid a penny, it's not appropriate to say just leave!" ”

Jing Yi frowned: "In the past few days since I came in, there have been reporters here to interview ......"

The dean asked for a face and hurriedly interrupted him. "Don't talk about it, those reporters can bring a lot of money, and it's not all supported by the hospital itself, you can leave now, so how can I explain to those reporters, in this way, you can go, but I need to hold a press conference and explain to those reporters, what do you think?"

Jing Yi's face was slightly cold, was this treating him as a cash cow?

However, he didn't want to tear his face, after all, no one could say how long he could stay in that Miss Pan's house, in case she just had a whim, and after that, the contract would be terminated?

He said calmly: "That Miss Pan just now agreed to donate 500,000 yuan to the hospital. ”

"Ahh How could there be such a good thing? "The dean was excited.

Jing Yi tapped the "Discharge Opinion" with his finger.

The dean's face was hesitant, and the hand holding the pen trembled slightly, as if he was making a difficult decision.

Jing Yi waited quietly, and suddenly, a person came in and said eagerly: "I am against it!" ”

Jing Yi turned around and saw the man, who was none other than his titular attending doctor, Fan Ke.

Fan Ke nodded at Jing Yi, looked at the dean again, and said eagerly: "I object, his mental illness has not recovered yet, and he cannot be discharged from the hospital, and I have not signed this "Discharge Opinion" at all. ”

Jing Yi looked at Fan Ke in surprise, his eyes sank. "I'm not mentally ill."

Fan Ke sighed: "You have! Every psychopath says that, you see, you're not very sick. ”

Jing Yi was suspicious, and there was always a feeling that he was caught in a huge conspiracy.

"Doctor Fan, I don't know why you say that, I'm pretty sure I'm not mentally ill, no matter what purpose you want to prevent me from being discharged from the hospital, I just want to say, I won't let you succeed, before I entered the hospital, I just recorded the audio, and the terms we said were clear in the recording, if you can't think of it, I can remind you."

As a special existence in the hospital, Jingyi's mobile phone has not been confiscated, but is still kept by his side.

When he entered the hospital, he kept a hand for the purpose of self-protection, but now it seems that he is saving his life.

A strange smile appeared on the corner of Fan Ke's lips.

He quietly watched Jing Yi flip through his phone, looking for recordings, and looked confident, "Jing Yi, you can find it slowly, I'll wait for you." ”

Jing Yi's heart sank, and he inexplicably had the illusion that he was being calculated.

The recording was found, and he released it.

in the room.

It's silent.

The three of them listened quietly with their own thoughts.

Jing Yi listened carefully to each sentence, and when he heard that it was indeed an agreement between himself and the other party, he could leave at any time if he wanted to, and he was finally relieved.

Fan Ke's weird smile just now made him think that his recording file had been dropped.

Thankfully, they are all there!

The smile on Fan Ke's face faded, and his gaze became frightened.

How so?

Jing Yi's recording file should have been replaced a long time ago, why is it still there?

The dean's face also changed, looking at Jing Yi and Fan Ke, he suddenly couldn't make up his mind.

The door opened suddenly.

Mingmei stood at the door, swept over everyone with an indifferent expression, and finally fell on Jing Yi's face, "You have been too long." ”

Jingyi: "......"

He negotiated the termination of the contract so hard just to cook for her.

She actually ......

All right!

She has money, and she is right!

A gentle smile welled up on his face. "Soon!"

He pushed the "Discharge Opinion" in front of the dean again, "There are still 500,000 signatures now, and it may not be possible to delay for a while, and besides, you can't keep me, as for the press conference, don't think about it, when the time comes, I will come forward and talk nonsense, and you can't help it, right?" ”

Fan Ke's eyes swelled with cold light, and his fists were clenched tightly.

The dean looked at Fan Ke and Jing Yi, and finally compromised in front of 500,000.

When he finished signing and received the bright check, he smiled like a daisy.

Mingmei naturally took Jing Yi's hand, "Let's go!" ”

Jingyi: "......"

In front of everyone's eyes, he endured it, didn't push away Mingmei's hand, and pulled and pulled...... I actually feel that the holding hand feels very good.

Out.

Get in.

Jing Yi had long known about the bright local tyrants, but he was still shocked by the luxury cars he saw.

He glanced back at the hospital.

I saw Fan Ke standing at the door of the hospital, staring at him coldly.

Jing Yi felt that the gaze was very similar to a nervous disorder.

He didn't have much contact with Fan Ke, Fan Ke never examined him, he always felt that Fan Ke was explained by the hospital, and he had a tacit understanding with him, knowing that he was not mentally ill, so he omitted these steps.

But today, Fan Ke suddenly jumped out and said that he had a nervous disorder and tried every possible way to prevent him from being discharged from the hospital.

It gave him a chill in his heart.

Always, there is a sense of conspiracy.

He sighed silently, retracted his thoughts, and set his eyes on Mingmei, what is the purpose of this girl coming here?

Mingmei looked ahead and said lightly: "There is no special purpose, pure habit!" ”

Jing Yi's heart skipped a beat. "We know each other?"

Mingmei: "Hmm! ”

"How did you meet? I don't remember anything ......."

Mingmei: "......" is really troublesome to explain.

She thought for a moment and said, "We don't know each other!" ”

Jing Yi: "......" perfunctory!

Mingyang: "Good! You'll find out later. ”

Jingyi: "......"

The dough crackled, looked up and said: "Host, Fan Ke's information is what he registered in the hospital, it looks ordinary, and his life is very ordinary, and after entering the hospital, he doesn't necessarily pay special attention to the son of luck, but ...... Is it true that he had tampered with the recording of the Son of Fortune......"

Thankfully, the host allowed it to restore the recording, otherwise, the Son of Luck would not have been treated as if he were mentally ill.

Mingmei: "If you can't find out, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist, continue to check!" ”

"Yes!" The dough continues to work diligently.

Jing Yi silently looked at the big screen in the car, sure enough, it was a local tyrant, the interior of the car was very luxurious and low-key, and even those cars behind were clearly photographed.

Jing Yi looked at it enviously, and suddenly, when she looked at it, she felt that something was wrong.

He pointed to a car on the screen and said, "Are we being followed?" ”