Medical ethics system: Sister let me go

"Mr. Cai, tell me about these proprietary Chinese medicines when you prepare them, so that I can prepare real healing medicines." Chen Hao smiled and said that there was something wrong with this prescription.

Mr. Cai looked at Chen Hao. He didn't know what Chen Hao was forced to do, so he just froze for a moment.

A woman in her 50s looked at Chen Hao with a smile and cold eyes, but she didn't speak.

Chen Hao held the copybook picture scroll that Mr. Cai gave him, saw it in his eyes, and walked away.

Elder Cai's granddaughter, Cai Yan followed closely, staring at Chen Hao fiercely.

"Doctor Chen, hand over the things, these belong to our Cai family!" The charming and angry reprimand spread throughout the small half of the hospital.

Chen Hao, who was holding the copybook and picture scroll, laughed out loud and ignored it at all.

In the blink of an eye, he went straight to the underground parking lot, put the copybook and picture scroll on the co-pilot, turned on the ignition, started, and ran away in a hurry.

The girl with a fair neck, wearing a white dress, and wearing crystal sandals, chased after her, haphazardly called a taxi, and followed closely behind.

Chen Hao glanced at the rearview mirror and didn't bother to pay attention.

It is really disgusting to think about the old man's property at a young age, and to believe that these things belong to their family from the beginning to the end.

Driving a broken Jetta, Chen Hao's speed is not too fast. He plans to go to Shangyang University of the Arts to see the sister of the girl named Nai Er who left her phone number three days ago, that is, Lin Feifei's sister, and find out who it is. What kind of illness? In addition, Chen Hao also wanted to inquire about Xiao Ye Xuan's situation.

Five or ten minutes later, Chen Hao's car stopped at the gate of Shangyang University of the Arts, but the doorman insisted on not letting him through his broken Jetta.

"I'm going, you can't go in if you have a broken Jetta? There is a BMW going in ahead to harm the beauties of college students, why don't your security guards care about it!" Chen Hao parked the car and walked in, passing the security room, muttering.

The people in the security room looked at Chen Hao blankly and ignored him.

Holding copybooks and picture scrolls in his arms, he stood on the campus of Shangyang University of the Arts and looked at the students. The girls were generally prettier than the girls in the Academy of Fine Arts. They wore fashionable and bright clothes, all of them were high-heeled shoes, silk stockings, and short skirts. Compared with the few girls in the Academy of Fine Arts who wear T-shirts and long trousers, they look much better.

Even the boys are more handsome than the boys from the Academy of Fine Arts, all of them are sunny, handsome guys over 1.8 meters tall, in small groups, more than lambs in the sheep pen.

I said silently in my heart, the boys and girls from their medical university kept up with the Central University of the Arts, and they were simply inferior to others.

Medical University is famous for its many dinosaurs and stupid men, but the goddess Cheng Ningmei is an exception.

He took out his mobile phone and made a call. It was Lin Feifei's phone number.

At this moment, Lin Feifei is taking a yoga class. There are 1.7 girls in one class. At the front, a 25-year-old beautiful dance teacher with a height of about [-] meters is giving them a demonstration.

"The movement is gentle, slow, in place, and maintain the current posture!"

A beautiful dance teacher looks at the gestures of many students from the mirror.

"Lin Feifei is good, your movements are very standard, you should have practiced yoga hard before, now"

"Ding Ding Ding"

The words of the beautiful dance teacher were suddenly interrupted by the ringing of the phone.

The 29 female students immediately focused their eyes on the rest area, and a trace of sadness flashed in their eyes at the same time. During the dance class, it is strictly forbidden to turn on the mobile phone or keep it in a non-muted state. Once, a female student refused to listen to the dance teacher's advice, and even contradicted it. Take it seriously, the last student spent three days cleaning the dance classroom
"Whose cell phone?"

The beautiful dance teacher looked at her classmates in the mirror and spoke.

Lin Feifei was just praised by a beautiful dance teacher. Lin Feifei, who had a smile on her face, turned pale. She just flattered this teacher these days, and learned a lot of skills in private. Today, it seems that she is going to die !

Damn it, who is calling!

Listening to the harsh sound, it's not over.

Standing at the gate of Shangyang University of the Arts, Chen Hao held up his mobile phone and looked at the college students coming and going. Looking at them, he wanted to go back to the campus when he was studying. Looking at them was like seeing elementary school students. Sister, look happy.

"Whose is it?" The dance teacher's voice remained the same.

"Teacher, it's mine." Lin Feifei bit the bullet and said, and stopped her movements, standing in her place with a fever on her face.

"Go pick it up."

"Uh-huh."

Lin Feifei, who was wearing exercise clothes, ran quickly.

He picked it up, looked at it, and immediately opened his eyes, and answered angrily.

Chen Hao on the other end of the phone, as soon as he heard the call connected, instantly acted like a machine weapon, so that Lin Feifei didn't grab it.

"Feifei, why did it take so long to answer the phone? Do you sleep all day at school? I thought you were in class. I heard that you have a teacher who has a medical condition that has been unable to find out. Your cousin asked me to come over when I have time. Look, I'm here now, hey, I see a lot of BMWs in your school, your school atmosphere is quite open, last time the kid who drove a BMW and was beaten up by Mr. Shi, is he alright?"

On the phone, Chen Hao almost asked Lin Feifei if he was interested in her, and if that kid was still chasing her.

Lin Feifei in the dance classroom snorted and grabbed the white, almost holding back, but when she heard that Chen Hao came to see the dance teacher, her eyes lit up three points. Looking at the graceful dance teacher, Lin Feifei smiled at the corners of her mouth.

"Chen Hao, I'm in a dance class. You can sit in a coffee shop first, and I'll come to you after class. The kid who drives the BMW is still living in the hospital. People don't care about me for a long time. I was beaten so badly. Miserable, you are not allowed to look around now!"

At the end of Lin Feifei's speech, she sounded a warning.

Chen Hao on the other side of the phone grinned and looked away.

"Okay, I see, I'll wait for you!"

After Chen Hao finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

Looking at the students coming and going at Shangyang University of the Arts, Lin Feifei was in a dance class, and suddenly her heart moved, she stopped a student and asked.

"Hello classmate, I would like to ask, where is the dance class in your school? Well, I have some things that I need to give to my classmates." When Chen Hao spoke, he pointed his chin at the pile of things in his arms.

The classmate who was stopped by Chen Hao pointed to the inside of Shangyang University of Arts, "Follow this road, go inside, and at the end is the gymnasium, where dance classes are held!"

"Hey, Chen Hao, you're still running!"

Just when Chen Hao was asking for directions, there was a shout from behind, and the girl Cai Yan chased after her desperately. Just now, although Chen Hao was not driving fast, the taxi chased him a few times and almost made him run away. Looking at his car at the school gate, he immediately chased him. came in.

"Thank you classmate, goodbye!"

Chen Hao, who was holding copybooks and picture scrolls in his arms, turned his head to look at this voice, and suddenly looked like a rabbit, and he just walked away. He was too lazy to talk to this girl, it was boring, and he wanted to see what Lin Feifei was like in dance class Woolen cloth.

Holding the copybook and scroll, Chen Hao was very fast. At the same time, he circled the school a few times, got rid of the girl, and came to the entrance of the gymnasium.

The gymnasium is not something that casual people can enter. Chen Hao chuckled, opened the scroll, and showed it to others. He said that it was a precious antique worth hundreds of thousands, and now it was given to the heir. Inherit the assets of the president
So, Chen Hao entered the gymnasium and told him that there were classes in those dance rooms.

Hehe laughed twice, handed him a cigarette, and Chen Hao went upstairs directly.
"Who is that guy?"

Lin Feifei and their dance classroom, suddenly, a girl pointed to the young man on the bench in the rest area and said, this young man, at a glance, is a member of the society. He is over 25 years old and has no sunny and handsome elements. In their eyes, Seems like a little obscenity.

"Don't be a vagrant outside the school. You are not reconciled to coming to our school to see beautiful women. You came to see us in the dance classroom." Someone started to whisper to the girl who was in class.

The beautiful teacher, who was paying attention to their posture, frowned suddenly.

Standing up, turn around and take a look at the rest area.

Lin Feifei, who was working hard on posture, heard the discussion, turned her head to look, and almost died of anger. The young man her classmates called a vagrant was Chen Hao. This guy was watching them in class with piercing eyes. Greeting him.

"Student, are you a student of our school?"

The beautiful dance teacher walked over and looked at Chen Hao.

Chen Hao, who was saying hello to Lin Feifei, was smiling, still looking at Lin Feifei. Lin Feifei just stood on one leg, with the other leg stretched out behind her, and her whole body flattened, forming a standard line. It really was a big road A girl who can play split horses is amazing!

"No." Chen Hao was still looking at Lin Feifei, and even raised his finger to give her a thumbs up. This gesture was only seen on the Internet, but he had never seen it in real life.

The beautiful teacher watched Chen Hao's movements and frowned. When she turned around, she saw Lin Feifei staring at Chen Hao angrily. Lin Feifei was also startled when she saw the beautiful teacher turn around. As if he hadn't seen anything, his angry mouth had already been sent down.

"Lin Feifei, looking for you?"

The beautiful teacher is very calm.

"Ah? This... isn't looking for me." Lin Feifei stared at Chen Hao. Just now, this guy called her and kept calling, telling him to wait in the coffee shop. He even touched the gymnasium. This guy didn't even think about it. , Lin Feifei directly denied it.

Chen Hao, who was sitting in the rest area, was taken aback.

"Lin Feifei, are you sure you didn't come here to look for you?" The beautiful dance teacher turned around and looked at Lin Feifei, frowning, her gaze was extremely severe, and Lin Feifei, who was beating her heart, immediately knew that she had been exposed when she saw the expression of the beautiful dance teacher. .

"Teacher, you are here to look for me." Lin Feifei nodded unwillingly.

"Since I'm looking for you, you can deal with it." The beautiful dance teacher looked at Lin Feifei, and then stood aside.

The girls in the dance classroom all stopped and looked at Lin Feifei.

Lin Feifei, who doesn't know that the number one beauty in their dance department can at least beat the beauty seniors from the previous year and win the first pure girl in the hearts of old freshmen. She was hospitalized, and I heard that up to now, Lin Feifei has only visited it symbolically, so it is also rumored that Lin Feifei is a cold little beauty despite her appearance of being happy.

Looking at this young man, 26 and 200 years old, he knew at a glance that he was a street vendor, and the pair of shoes he ordered were not too bad. I am afraid that [-] yuan can be used for last year's discounted style.

Look at Lin Feifei, the super innocent and beautiful girl.