Wang Chengyou opened his eyes and glanced at Wang Zhifeng who was close to him: "It doesn't count." It's a genetic mutation. ”

"Does it have anything to do with the fact that you played basketball some time ago and suffered from physical involvement?"

"Not necessarily, but it doesn't rule out a connection."

"This disease...... I'm sorry, isn't it easy to govern in the country? ”

Wang Chengyou glanced at the king who said "sorry" in his mouth, and his expression was bleak, maybe he was tired from a long flight, but maybe he had little expression.

Sitting up straight, Wang Chengyou said calmly: "Minor surgery, even without hospitalization, is not difficult to treat." It is only necessary to send the electrode catheter into a specific part of the heart chamber through the vein or arterial blood vessel to release radiofrequency current, resulting in coagulative necrosis of the local endocardium and subendocardial myocardium, so as to block the abnormal conduction tract and origin point of tachyarrhythmia. ”

Wang Zhifeng's calm expression suddenly flashed with a strong surge of emotion, but this emotion was quickly overshadowed by him. His eyes only dimmed slightly.

Not to mention leaving a day early, I went out at 4 o'clock in the morning, in a hurry, even saying goodbye to my mother was in such a hurry, I thought it was something serious, but I didn't expect that it was just a minor operation that was not even used in the hospital. Scold.

Wang Chengyou was full of interest and wanted to continue to talk about this operation called "cardiac radiofrequency ablation", but Wang Zhifeng had already gotten up and stood up. It turned out that Mi Zhi came over.

"Let's go to the room and rest first, and I'll talk about everything when Dad comes back."

…… I am the dividing line of the current situation of being in a foreign country and having no electronic devices at hand......

After a good night's sleep, on Monday morning, Mo Yan went to work with a new wash.

She wants to cheer up and start a new life.

Although it seems very ruthless to say this, what qualifications does she have to indulge? For example, in what capacity is Wang Chengyou to blame? Schoolmate? Friend? Classmates and friends can blame him for not saying goodbye, but they are just angry, and they can't complain about his negative behavior with tears in their eyes.

If it's just an understatement, then it's better to get rid of it.

Mo Yan, who was taking a breath, seemed to be particularly energetic, she got off the bus with great vigour, entered the lobby with her head held high, and said good morning to her colleagues with a hard smile...... Master Zhu Haihui - a thirty-five-year-old man who is not fat or thin, not tall or short, not handsome or ugly, crazy about design, and is a baby in addition to work. After Mo Yan joined the company, the company pointed out a master to her according to the rules of the industry.

"Mo Yan, before the computer is turned on, give you 5 minutes to repeat the history of European architecture for me."

Mo Yan was like a student, hanging his hands and standing obediently in front of Master Zhu: "European civilization began in ancient Greece, and so does architecture. The key words of ancient Greek architecture are triangular lintels and Greek columns; The Greek columns can be roughly divided into the Doric with simple lines, the Ionian with slender lines and cartouches, and the Corinthian with the most complex floral decorations......"

Mo Yan endorsed the same book, without pause, from ancient Greece, ancient Rome to Western Europe, Eastern Europe and Renaissance architecture in one breath, just about to talk about Baroque architecture, Zhu Shifu raised his hand: "Stop." It's 5 minutes up. You can't, come back next time. ”

Mo Yan was suddenly embarrassed. So, this is a real straight man of steel.

At that time, the writer passed by. He just glanced at her, and this glance fell on the eyes of his secretary for many years.

Mo Yan saw that the master had already entered the working state, and retreated back to his seat in a sneer. Thinking about it, she memorized it quite well, what was wrong...... In the morning, I passed by looking through the illustrated books of representative European buildings, and when the lunch break came at noon, Mo Yan got up and went to the pantry to get a lunch box.

She went a little late, and most of her colleagues went to the small restaurant after getting their own meals, and there were two young ladies who lost weight and didn't eat lunch standing in the pantry. The young lady was gossiping with her back to the door. Mo Yan didn't think about eavesdropping, but they said hi, and their voices were not suppressed.

"Sister Xiaohe, what you said is true? Mr. Tang likes Xiao Yan? ”

"Absolutely! You didn't see the way Mr. Tang looked at her. ”

"Talk about it, talk about it."

"You can only understand it, not say it."

"You're really necrotic, and you're hungry."

"I'll tell you, you can't spread the word."

"I definitely don't...... Oops, Xiao Yan, you, you ......"

Mo Yan's face turned red, standing at the door of the pantry, neither entering nor retreating.

Mr. Tang's long-time secretary slowly turned around, with a gentle smile on his face: "Today's noon is tomato, beef and stewed potatoes; The vegetarian dish is stir-fried green beans. There are red, yellow, and green, which are very eye-catching, Sister Xiaoyan should take it and eat it, it won't taste good when it's cold. ”

Mo Yan looked at the lunch box handed over, knowing that taking it was the best reaction, but somehow, his eyes were full of tears, and he turned around and ran away. I didn't even think about where to run, I ran away with her on both legs.

The way the writer looked at her?

Writers like her?

This sudden message caught her off guard.

Truth be told, she never turned her mind around it! Maybe it's preconceived. The first time I came into contact with Wenhao, Wenhao bought her paintings, and told her that there should always be so many times in her life, and she tried her best to realize her dreams...... Because of the emotion of "like a father and a brother" in her heart, she subconsciously ignored the most likely relationship between men and women.

At noon, the warm sun scorched Mo Yanbo, who ran out of the office building, sweated a layer.

Mo Yan, who didn't know where to go, suddenly found a small shop called "Star Tea".

The white walls are embedded with large glass windows, a single door, and the lintels are covered with small stars. After hesitating for a moment, the takeaway was taken out outside the store to take a look at it, and Mo Yan opened the door and walked in.

"Hi, Mo Yan." The room was empty, and Xingchen, who was holding a string of glasses in the middle of the room, was about to walk to the water bucket, when he heard the bell hanging on the door, he turned around and saw Mo Yan, so he naturally greeted her.

"Mo Yan!" Qingyue's female voice was full of surprise, and she shouted.

Mo Yan turned his head and saw a refreshing and capable girl sitting at the counter. It was the girl who carried 6 drinks in one hand that day. According to Xingchen, he is the owner of this star tea shop.

"I'm Zhang Xinyue!" Zhang Xinyue ran out of the counter with a cigarette, stretched out her hand from afar, and begged for a shake.

Mo Yan was moved by her warm welcome, and hurriedly shook his hand: "Your decoration here is really eye-catching, fresh and warm, and the store is like its own." ”

Zhang Xinyue raised her eyebrows: "I like you to praise my shop!" After speaking, he ran back to the counter with a cigarette: "I'm going to give you a glass of juice." Avocado banana juice, how's that? ”

Xingchen rushed over: "Sister Xiaozhang, you forgot, Mo Yan loves to drink watermelon juice the most!" ”

Zhang Xinyue patted her head: "Look at me!" I'll squeeze watermelon juice for you. ”

Mo Yan felt a little inexplicable, and turned to look at the stars. Xingchen raised his hand, blocked his mouth, and whispered, "Save costs." Watermelon is in season, and avocados and bananas are much more expensive. ”

"You're not an outsider, help me wash a few cups." Xingchen grabbed Mo Yan and dragged her to the sink.