Zhao Wanhong held Liang Hongguo's little hand.

"You are bad."

"Kiss, come on."

Zhao Wanhong couldn't help it, so he picked up Hong Guo and put her on the examination bed next to him.

"Come, let me check you out."

Liang Hongguo said no, but she was worried in her heart.

Her relationship with Chu Jianan fell through.

She failed in her attempt to hook up with Yan Chenbei.

She has already sorted out all the unmarried doctors above the chief physician level in the entire hospital, who are between 25 and 35 years old.

The number of good-looking men who are single or engaged is less than the top ten.

She tried them all, one by one.

These people are either too young, immature, and don't know how to take a step forward. They even say seriously that they will ask someone to act as a matchmaker. Or they are married, sneaking around her but not daring to take a step forward. They are afraid of losing their reputation, and even more afraid of losing their public office.

How can this be done?

If we keep waiting like this, how long will it take for anything to be accomplished?

Just like that, Zhao Wanhong, who was straightforward and ready to have sex with her, became her first choice.

The radish is ready to be cooked without washing the mud.

After only secretly dating for more than a month, the two were already talking about marriage and were in and out of bed.

Moreover, this month, Zhao Wanhong gave all his salary to her as soon as he received it. He also said that he felt relieved when his wife was in charge of the money.

I got a director and secured the position of his wife.

Although Liang Hongguo was proud, he was also a little unhappy.

Zhao Wanhong is good at talking and coaxing women, and he is willing to spend money on her, which are all his advantages.

But he came from a rural background, and that bothered her.

"Wan Hong, let me tell you, after we get married, we will live in the hospital, and I will allow you to go back home once a year. But my children and I will not go. After we get married, I will manage all the money. You have to discuss all matters in your hometown with me."

"Ah."

"Wan Hong, I'm only 20, and you're already 35. You're so much older than me, so you must love me after we get married."

Besides the fact that Zhao Wanhong came from a rural background, this matter also bothered Hongguo.

There was another thing that Hongguo didn't like, and that was his age. Zhao Wanhong was 35 years old, a full years older than her.

Why doesn't a 35-year-old man, who is also a director, get married?

Hongguo asked Zhao Wanhong this question.

"If I find someone from the countryside, I won't be interested. If I find someone from the hospital or the city, they won't be interested in my family."

Zhao Wanhong answered her like this,

"Look, the position of Madam Zhao has always been reserved for you. This is God's will, do you understand?"

Zhao Wanhong is such a guy who is good at speaking and makes women happy when listening to his words.

This kind of thing is just right for her Lianghongguo.

"Wan Hong."

"Stop talking, honey. I'll agree to anything you ask. OK?"

Hongguo's hand loosened, Zhao Wanhong finally unbuttoned Hongguo's clothes, and lowered his head happily...

At this time, Hongguo should not mention these conditions.

No matter how many conditions there are, he will agree to them.

At this moment, the door was suddenly kicked open.

"Well, Zhao Wanhong, you actually hid it from me and found a woman in the hospital for pleasure."

A tall and fat woman rushed in from outside the door.

Behind the woman, there were several doctors.

Zhao Wanhong didn't have time to react.

The fat woman rushed over, picked up Zhao Wanhong, threw him to the ground, and kicked him a few times.

"You are such a rebel, Mr. Zhao. How dare you do something wrong to me? I will beat you to a pulp."

The fat woman turned her head.

"And you, little vixen."

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