Bo Shao chased his wife too much

He quietly stared at the woman in front of him, and directly raised his hand to clasp her wrist, as if he wanted to directly crush the bones of a human hand.

Then, regardless of Ruan Anxia's objection, he stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms.

Serious warning.

"Xia Xia, let me say it again. I don't agree to break up."

"Oh."

She was in pain and her wrist was hurting.

But there was still a smile on the little face, and he refused to beg for mercy no matter what.

Just so stubbornly raised his eyes to look at him.

This stubbornness annoyed Bo Yunmu even more.

He wished he could crush her hand bones, trap her in his arms and warn her not to leave.

But in the end, reason still prevailed over impulse.

The man finally let go of his hand and looked at her expressionlessly.

Ruan Anxia raised her head to look at the handsome face close at hand, subconsciously rubbed her sore wrist, her red lips twitched, obviously wanting to say something.

But in the end, he still didn't say anything.

She just stated lightly.

"That's the truth, I believe Qiye is not an irrational person."

After speaking, he turned around and walked to the side of the road, and hailed a taxi.

She didn't even stand where she was and continued to wait for the online car-hailing car. It seemed that she just stayed a little longer and stared at those scorching eyes for a while, and her whole body felt uncomfortable.

It wasn't until her figure disappeared into the taxi and the car drove away that Bao Yunmu spoke coldly.

"Follow."

"Qi Ye. The doctor said that you still have needles today." Feng Sa reminded in a low voice.

Now they just ran out of the hospital. According to regulations, the hospital should be held responsible for patients running around like this.

But Bo Yunmu didn't have any intention of answering him.

He raised his eyes and looked over.

"I said, follow up."

"Yes."
No one dared to repeat Qiye's order a third time.

Feng Sa will not be an exception, nor dare he be an exception.

So Rolls-Royce chased after the yellow taxi far away, and walked straight ahead without any intention of staying.

……

Ruan Anxia went directly to the Jishi Medical Center.

Even though everyone now knows that she has become a bridge for the cooperation between Jishi Medical Center and Mo's Group, and she is holding a big project in her hand.

The future is boundless.

But when she arrived at the hospital, everyone's attitude towards her was still lukewarm.

"Why did Xia Xia wake up to go to work today? I remember you went to the Mo Group."

Someone saw her with sharp eyes and greeted her, but the tone was not very good.

"Maybe it's for business? Anyway, it won't be the same as us here for an internship. There are endless books for patients who can't finish reading every day, and endless medical records."

When this was said, everyone felt the same way.

"That's right. We and Xia Xia don't have the same destiny. Some people are born with a good destiny."

What is said inside and outside the words is naturally ridicule.

Ruan Anxia was not angry.

She just stood aside, turning a deaf ear to these words, but looked straight ahead, "I'm here to visit the curator."

"So it's like this, a little shrimp like us really isn't worth Xia Xia's troubles."

The air became a little stiffer.

Ruan Anxia put the breakfast she had bought on the table, "I know everyone is busy and may not have time to eat breakfast. I just bought this on the way. If you haven't eaten, you can try it. It's from the Zhangji Steamed Bun Shop."

Zhang Ji, two streets away, serves a delicious breakfast.

Everyone liked to go there at first, but time is tight on weekdays and there is no time to line up.

Ruan Anxia did buy it.

She didn't mention that she called in advance to ask someone to line up, and she made a round for the remaining big cage.

"The curator is in the office, he always comes early."

The cannibal's mouth was soft, and after tasting a bun, someone finally took the initiative to speak.

After Ruan Anxia thanked her, she took the initiative to go around from the front.

The curator's office is at the very back, and just outside the door, I saw someone coming out of it.

Lin He.

"Ruan Anxia, ​​why are you here?"

The smile on Lin He's face disappeared the moment he met her, and then he just stared at her quietly for a long time, trying to restrain his emotions as much as possible.

"I'm here to find the curator."

"Master is very busy. If you have something to tell me, it's the same." Lin He stopped the person and turned her sideways to block her from the door.

Ruan Anxia was not angry, but just smiled lightly.

"I'm afraid Miss Lin can't decide on this matter."

But even so, Lin He still didn't give up his position.

The two confronted each other, neither willing to show weakness first.

Ruan Anxia smiled, with a little indifference in her eyes, it took a while before she raised her face and opened her mouth.

"In fact, Miss Lin and I have no real grievances, so there is no need to be so hostile to me."

"Do you still dare to say it?" It's okay if she didn't mention it, but when she mentioned it, Lin He only felt angry.

"At the old lady's birthday party, you blatantly slapped me in the face. Let me be the laughing stock of everyone, what's the matter!"

Ruan Anxia remained calm.

"Then you should go to Master Qi."

She folded her hands on her chest, slowly put down the document in her hand, then raised her head and looked at Lin He, "I have already broken up with him."

"what?"

Lin He was stunned.

She obviously couldn't believe what she heard.

But after discovering the sincerity in Ruan Anxia's eyes, he couldn't help being a little excited.

"really?"

"It couldn't be more true."

Ruan Anxia finally walked around her, reached out and knocked on the door.

"Enter."

The curator's voice came from inside.

She opened the door and walked in. When she closed it, she found that Lin He was still standing there, hesitant to speak.

He took the initiative to smile, as a gesture of goodwill.

In this way, even if Lin He was still dissatisfied, he finally couldn't say a word.

Instead, he began to think deeply about whether what Ruan Anxia said just now was true or not.

……

"you?"

The curator raised his head to look at the person who came, and then continued to look down at the documents in his hand.

"What's up?"

"That's right. I heard that our hospital has a quota for recommending research fellows every year."

The curator froze immediately.

Looking Ruan Anxia up and down, he couldn't help laughing, "Institute? You?"

"Yes."

"Where does the confidence come from?"

Ruan Anxia took a deep breath, and said what she had prepared in advance.

"As far as I know, there have been a lot of troubles in the research institute recently because of the lack of acceptance. The people above are in urgent need of fresh blood, so some requirements have been appropriately lowered. For example, the mandatory requirement of having three years of work experience before you can apply has been lowered. It’s one year. As long as you pass the internship period, there are also recommendations including but not limited to three staff members of the research institute, and now two are enough. And there is no requirement for grades.”

The curator saw that she had seriously done her homework, so she smiled and said.

"Yes, since you have already understood it. It should be very clear that even I am nothing in the research institute. There is only one recommended place in Jishi Medical Center, why do you think I will give it to you? And, even if I gave it to you, when the time comes for the interview competition, hundreds of people across the country will only take three or five places, and you have graduated for a year, isn't it a waste of places?"

After a pause, he said in a low voice.

"If you really want to recommend a candidate in the hospital, in which aspect is my student Lin He not better than you?"

Ruan Anxia took a deep breath and said with a smile, "You still have your own quota, don't you? Every academician in the research institute has their own recommended quota every year."

"Miss Lin is your most important disciple. I believe you will not let her compete with others. If it is a competition in the courtyard, I think I can win."

The curator smiled, and finally put down the pen in his hand when he heard this.

"That is to say, you just want me to give you a chance to compete. In our hospital, do you think that except for Lin He, no one else is your opponent?"

Ruan Anxia chuckled, "I want to try."

This is at least an opportunity.

There is still a long time before she goes to the research institute, and she can still use this time to improve herself, and it is not impossible for her to beat those seniors by then.

And in the end, if it still doesn't work.

She then used the method taught by Qin Yan to exchange the quota with prescriptions.

"Confidence is quite self-confidence. It's alright. When the candidates for the academy are announced next month, there will be one of you. But whether you can do it or not depends on your luck."

"Thank you, curator." Ruan Anxia didn't have any prejudice against the curator.

She even felt that the director of the Jishi Medical Center was much better than the current situation in terms of scale and reputation.

She has seen too many people who try to catch fame and fame. Maybe she still had some public morality when she started to engage in this industry, but gradually she will lose her original intention.

More people want both fame and wealth, not just helping the world and saving people.

"By the way, are you in charge of contacting the Mo Group?"

"Yes. Since Dr. Lin seemed very busy and didn't have time, he returned it to me."

The two of them knew very well that they could be regarded as the curator's cheap student, but they didn't know each other at all.

The curator smiled, and said a few words, "That's the cooperation between Bo San and us. If there are no major problems, the trial will be faster."

Ruan Anxia, ​​"..."

"Yes."

This hint has been particularly obvious.

It was rumored that Bo San had a deep cooperation with Jishi Medical Museum, and even held a lot of shares here.

I thought it was just a rumor, but it should be true now.

When Ruan Anxia went out and slowly closed the door, the expression on her face was still a bit heavy.

The skin care formula that Bo Zhuowen wants to develop seems to have signed a gambling agreement. If the materials are not reviewed and the progress is delayed, he will lose to Qiye.

Now it can be regarded as putting myself in the middle, in a dilemma.

I just hope they can change the ingredients of the recipe as soon as possible.

……

After finishing the work here, Ruan Anxia went to the Mo Group.

The building, which used to be busy, has been very quiet since she entered.

It's just that when I swipe my card to get on the elevator, someone next to me will look at me from time to time, with strange eyes, as if they are talking about something.

With a beep, she walked out of the elevator.

At that moment, everyone inside looked at him.

"Miss Ruan is here." Someone reminded softly, and it was as if a stone had been thrown into the quiet space, causing ripples throughout the room.

She looked up.

I found that the people who used to walk back and forth all the time now sat in their workstations in order.

And the office door directly in front of her suddenly opened, and a figure she was all too familiar with came out.