Song Shan's smug smile suddenly froze.

The people around him watched inexplicably as his face turned as blue as a pig's liver, and his fists were clenched by him.

Only Leng Feng grabbed the box like no one, struggled to take it, lifted it up with skill, checked it, and gently put it back on the trolley, clapped his hands and said, "Director Song is right, this box is quite light!" ”

After saying that, he turned around and left.

It wasn't until this time that Song Shan came back to his senses and suddenly burst out: "Stop me!" ”

"Is there something wrong?" Leng Feng's face was inexplicable.

"Say what you just said again!" Song Shan came to Leng Feng and gritted his teeth.

"The box is quite light!" Leng Feng blinked and continued to tease.

"The previous sentence!" Song Shan's voice was like oozing out of the ice, braving a slight chill.

"Oh!" Leng Feng seemed to have just come to his senses: "You did pick up my broken shoes!" ”

“……”

The operating room was silent for a moment.

Everyone was stunned by Leng Feng's words.

He dared to slap Song Shan's face in public?

"Leng Feng, what's the address? Apologize to Director Song! ”

Sister Fang, who was the first to react, desperately gave Leng Feng a look and motioned him to run quickly.

Song Shan has practiced martial arts, Leng Feng humiliated him in public, isn't he looking for death?

"Uh, am I wrong? Then I apologize! ”

Leng Feng has a good temper.

"Apologize? Hum! ”

Song Shan's face, in the blink of an eye, turned fierce with extreme anger, and his red eyes stared at Leng Feng, as if he was about to pounce and tear him apart.

"What do you want to do?" Leng Feng's face changed, as if he was afraid of him, and retreated towards the small door of the operating room.

"I miss you to death!"

Song Shan's body trembled, and he jumped high in a vertical step, his speed was as fast as a swift wind, and his fist sound was like a muffled thunder towards Leng Feng.

"Be careful!"

Sister Fang exclaimed in surprise, trying to stop it, but it was too late.

Song Shan's fierce and brutal appearance clearly wanted Leng Feng's life!

As if he had seen Leng Feng being beaten to the point of bleeding, several timid female interns were so frightened that they covered their eyes.

Just when everyone thought that Leng Feng was going to suffer a big loss, he was in the wrong shape, and while avoiding Song Shan's fist, he opened the small door of the operating room.

Outside, Qi **, the director of the hospital, and several leaders of the municipal health bureau, surrounded by a young woman wearing a professional suit, just walked in.

At this time, Song Shan's fist also happened to fall, and it was about to smash on the head of the woman in the suit.

The woman in the suit who was caught off guard was so frightened that her face was pale, and the leaders next to her exclaimed in unison.

Finding that something was wrong, Song Shan hurriedly closed his momentum.

But Leng Feng next to him didn't give him a chance at all.

"Song Shan, what are you going to do?"

As he spoke, Leng Feng raised his foot and kicked at Song Shan fiercely.

"Bang!"

There was a dull thump.

Song Shan's figure suddenly stagnated.

The strong wind that rolled up from his fist brushed over the top of the suit woman's head, blowing her hair away.

When she woke up, she found that at this moment of lightning, Leng Feng's foot was against Song Shan's lower abdomen, blocking it for her.

Song Shan was also surprised.

He looked at his fist, which was still a few centimeters away from the woman in the suit, and he didn't hurt anyone, and then looked down at his lower abdomen, as if he hadn't been hurt at all, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Leng Feng didn't plan to let him go like this. He grinned faintly, and the foot on Song Shan's lower abdomen shook slightly-

"Woo......"

Song Shan suddenly felt like he had been pinched and exploded, and a scream in his throat that would only be made in extreme pain came out, and he took a few steps back one after another, plopped, fell to the ground, and shrunk into a ball with his lower abdomen.

The eyes of the people around them widened suddenly.

They didn't notice Leng Feng's small movements, and naturally they didn't know that after Song Shan was kicked, he then fell for the plot.

Seeing Song Shan curled up on the ground and dying, everyone thought that he was pretending, and they couldn't help but feel a little disdainful in their hearts.

You don't know it hurts until you kick you for three or four seconds, and you have to pretend to be like it if you want to touch porcelain, right?

Leng Feng naturally knew.

He hurriedly stepped forward, leaned over anxiously, patted Song Shan's face, and said with concern: "Director Song, what's wrong with you?" Where did it hurt? ”

"You ......"

Song Shan finally took a breath and was about to scold, but was slapped back by Leng Feng a few times.

And the pain in his lower abdomen became more and more painful, and at first it seemed like it had been torn open, which would be like a fire, and the pain made beads of sweat appear on his forehead, and he couldn't speak.

"Director Song, do you have any opinions? If you have an opinion, you can mention it, how can you hit someone casually? ”

Leng Feng said, very considerately took out a few tissues from his pocket, and made a gesture to wipe the sweat beads on Song Shan's forehead.

"What's the opinion? I think it's sick! If you want to lie down, don't get up! ”

Dean Qi ** glared at Song Shan viciously.

In front of so many leaders of the Health Bureau, didn't this bastard tear down his own platform?