Ninety school bully's little sweet wife

Li Chongyang has a lot of positions, and it is nothing to lose a head of the R&D department, and he doesn't care about it.

But Li Chongyang is obliged to tell Lin Zhiyun about the change of the company's senior management.

But to Lin Zhiyun's ears, these things were all good things.

Jiang Jian actually agreed to work in her company, and was even willing to be the head of the R&D department!
This is simply a good thing like a pie in the sky!
Lin Zhiyun was in a particularly good mood, but she also understood what Li Chongyang meant, so she talked about the situation of defending the title.

Qimao home appliances were originally developed by Wei Mian. If Wei Mian hadn't given her shares back then, Wei Mian would have at least one-third of the company's shares now.

Li Chongyang felt a little ashamed when he heard this, because he treated the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

"Chongyang, I still want to thank you. During my school days, the company was entirely run by you. At the end of this year, I plan to hold an annual meeting in the name of the company..." Lin Zhiyun planned to announce at the annual meeting that he would transfer part of the company's shares to Li Double Ninth Festival.

"Chairman Lin! If the company develops according to my expectations this year, I will not refuse the shares you offer, but..." Li Chongyang smiled wryly, now he still has the face to take the shares.

"Don't worry, the shares I gave are just to thank you for your hard work for the company in the past few years. They are not many. When the company develops in the future, I will not treat you badly." Lin Zhiyun knew that he would say this, so she also had something to say. Block him.

"With Jiang Jian here, you can develop the company with peace of mind in the future, and you don't have to worry about the R&D department." Lin Zhiyun said in a relaxed tone.

Li Chongyang heard that Lin Zhiyun had great confidence in Jiang Jian. Originally, he planned to give the position of head of the research department to Wei Mian, but since Wei Mian himself gave it to Jiang Jian, and Lin Zhiyun didn't object, he naturally wouldn't object either.

"Chongyang, the two of them are talents that our company can't hire, and their treatment in the company is the same as mine." Lin Zhiyun instructed before hanging up the phone.

Li Chongyang memorized it.

After Lin Zhiyun hung up the phone, Qing Xiaocha ran in, and Wang Qiang's arm had an adverse reaction!
Compared with Qing Xiaocha's nervousness, Lin Zhiyun's expression was not panicked, instead she had a feeling that it was finally here.

When Wang Qiang saw Lin Zhiyun, it was like seeing a relative, and he said urgently, "Doctor Xiaolin! Help me see my arm! My hand!"

Wang Qiang's attached arm was severely swollen!

Lin Zhiyun gave him acupuncture, and the swelling and pain in Wang Qiang's arm disappeared a lot.

"Doctor Xiaolin! Am I okay?" Wang Qiang said in surprise, feeling good.

Lin Zhiyun shook her head, "The danger period hasn't passed yet."

What's more, Wang Qiang's arm has a problem now. She just suppressed it and didn't solve the fundamental problem.

At night, Wang Qiang's arm was swollen badly, and Director Quan was also invited to the ward by Lin Zhiyun.

According to Director Quan's examination, if Wang Qiang's arm continued to swell, the blood vessels on the arm would be flattened, and the blood would not flow to the hand. If the blood circulation stopped, the whole arm would be lost.

Director Quan asked everyone present to share their thoughts.

Qing Xiaocha felt that the operation might have failed, "His arm was broken in the first place, and now that the postoperative reaction is not good, why not...take the arm off?"

"I think so too, to prevent his arm condition from getting worse."

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Director Quan was listening carefully, and finally he asked Lin Zhiyun, "Do you think this operation failed?"

Wang Qiang's heart was about to jump when he heard it. Originally, they planned to go out and talk about it, but Wang Qiang didn't mind them discussing it in front of him, so Director Quan didn't give them back the space.

"The postoperative reaction is definitely not good, but I think it's too early to say it failed. I suggest surgery to drain the fluid in his arm and decompress his arm." Lin Zhiyun's opinion is different from others .

"My thoughts are the same as Lin Zhiyun's." Director Quan said.

"Do you still dare to go to the operating table?" Director Quan asked Lin Zhiyun.

Lin Zhiyun's eyes lit up, she nodded her head, dare!
"Let's go!" Director Quan said with a smile, Lin Zhiyun was overjoyed, and followed happily.

In this operation, under the guidance of Director Quan, Lin Zhiyun cut the skin on Wang Qiang's arm, and used the method of draining the fluid and decompressing the hand.

"Stable hands, careful mind, and boldness." Director Quan commented these six words on Lin Zhiyun's operation.

Qing Xiaocha and the others were extremely envious, wishing that they were the ones being praised by Director Quan.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Lin Zhiyun ran into Qin Zhao who was sitting in a wheelchair when he got off work.

"Why did you come down alone? Where's your family? Or where's the nurse?" Lin Zhiyun thought about what happened when she went to Qin Zhao's house, and thought it would be more appropriate to ask the nurse.

"He went to fetch my medicine. I was bored alone in the ward, so I wanted to go for a walk." Qin Zhao looked at Lin Zhiyun with a gentle look.

Lin Zhiyun felt a little embarrassed, this man's eyes... always made her feel a little familiar, a little... strange.

"Then I'll push you for a walk outside the hospital!" Lin Zhiyun was also embarrassed to let him go out in a wheelchair alone.

"Are you off work now? Will it delay your time to go home?" Qin Zhao asked hesitantly.

"I'm fine when I go home." Lin Zhiyun said politely.

Not to mention that Qin Zhao and Wei Mian are good friends, even if Qin Zhao helped her before, she can't leave Qin Zhao alone now.

"This wheelchair of yours is pretty good." When Lin Zhiyun pushed it, it was very light and nimble, without any effort.

"I modified it myself." Qin Zhao said.

"Do you like modifying things?" Lin Zhiyun asked.

"If you are interested, you will like it."

"The method of receiving blood vessels that you told me before is very effective. The patient's limb surgery was successful, and part of the credit for this is yours! When you leave the hospital, I will treat you to dinner!" Lin Zhiyun thanked.

"As long as it is useful, I heard from Wei Mian that you cook very well, can you treat me to a potluck?" Qin Zhao asked her.

"My cooking skills are actually mediocre...It suits his own taste." Lin Zhiyun said embarrassedly.

"I...have the same appetite as him." Qin Zhao told her.

"If you don't dislike it, you can go to my house for dinner with Wei Mian some other day, and let him tell me what you want to eat." Seeing what he said, Lin Zhiyun agreed.

"Can I tell you now?" Qin Zhao asked with a smile.

"...Yes!" Lin Zhiyun pushed the wheelchair to a place where there was still some sunshine, letting him bask in the sun.

At four o'clock, there were still some patients taking a walk outside to bask in the warm sun.

Lin Zhiyun and Qin Zhao were not conspicuous inside.

"Tell me, I'll write it down." Lin Zhiyun took out a notebook to record his favorite dishes.

Qin Zhao looked at her. Back then, she had also sat obediently in front of him with a notebook, recording everything he liked and disliked.

Suddenly, the memory deep in his mind reverberated from all directions, filling his heart in an instant, bitter, sour and sweet, and in a trance, he felt a kind of desperate madness.

And at this moment, the man wearing the beret approached Lin Zhiyun, and when Lin Zhiyun didn't notice, he grabbed Lin Zhiyun's hair with one hand and pulled it back, and with the other hand, he took a dagger and cut off her neck...