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Dr. Gao looked at Tang Jinjin who was half leaning on the hospital bed drinking water with a complicated expression. Except that she was a little weak due to not eating and exercising for a long time, the results of the examination showed that she was fine.

He really didn't know whether he should be happy that his patient was "cured" or feel frustrated because he was not the one who cured her, he turned his head to look at Yan Yijun, and twitched the corner of his mouth in embarrassment: "Doctor Yan, this must be a coincidence! There was nothing wrong with her at first, but at this time..."

After reading through the medical records, Yan Yijun stretched out his hand to stop him, sat on the edge of the bed, gently opened Tang Jinjin's eyelids to observe for a while, then grabbed the other's wrist, put two fingers on the pulse gate, and an invisible pulse The shimmer instantly sinks under the skin.

"Miss Tang, how do you feel now?"

Tang Jinjin stared at Yan Yijun's face, a slight blush appeared on his pale cheeks, and replied softly: "I'm a little dizzy, very hungry, and I have no strength in my hands and feet... Well, what's your name, please? I'll see you on TV." Have you ever been?"

Feeling that there was nothing strange in her body, Yan Yijun let go of her hand naturally, smiled: "No, I'm just a doctor, my name is Yan Yijun."

"Did you wash your face just now? Your forehead seems to be wet." He glanced at Tang Jinjin's brows, touched the palm of his hand and walked away. There seemed to be a faint red mark on the smooth forehead, as if being caught There is a stamp on the antique seal, if you don't look carefully, it is very easy to miss, Yan Yijun's dark eyes flashed slightly, revealing a thoughtful look.

"Wash your face? No."

Seeing that the other party was struggling to sit up and wanted to talk, he pushed the girl back, and said in a gentle but unquestionable tone: "Miss Tang, these feelings are normal when you have been in a coma for a long time, don't worry, just eat some light liquid food for a while. , Let the stomach adapt. Talk less, pay more attention to rest, and you will be discharged from the hospital soon."

Yan Yijun straightened up, Tang Jinjin hurriedly grabbed his sleeve, and stammered: "Um...doctor, I don't feel well all over, and I have to stay in the ward for a few more days..."

Yan Yijun patiently pulled the sleeve back from the opponent's hand little by little, and said calmly: "As for this, just discuss it with your attending doctor."

"You are not my attending doctor..." Tang Jinjin let out a disappointed "Oh".

Tang Luoan asked: "Doctor, is my daughter okay?"

Yan Yijun nodded: "It seems that there is no problem now, you can get out of bed at any time, if you are not at ease, just observe for another two days."

When the ward was quiet again, Tang Luo'an solemnly bowed to Duan Huichuan and the others, and said gratefully: "I really don't know how to thank the three masters. If you didn't get rid of the curse in time, my little girl might not know when she would be able to wake up." Woolen cloth."

Dr. Gao absolutely did not believe in this so-called "curse" that subverted common sense, and he argued, "It's just a coincidence! Your daughter is not sick in the first place!"

"Curse?" Yan Yijun stopped walking away, chewing on these two absurd words with the tip of his tongue.

Dr. Gao hurriedly said, "Doctor Yan, don't listen to the nonsense of these quack priests. There are no curses in this world. Most of them are just that science can't explain them for the time being."

"Perhaps." Yan Yijun said faintly, and from the corner of his eye, he glanced in the direction of Duan Huichuan, and before he came into contact with the other party's line of sight, he quickly took it back, "I have a consultation later, so I'll take my leave first." .”

"Ah, Doctor Yan, wait for me!"

Zhang Pan rubbed his hands: "Mr. Tang, you see that your daughter is fine, we agreed in advance..."

Tang Luoan swept away the panic just now, looked relaxed, and said with a smile: "Master, don't worry, I will send Secretary Wu to your account for the reward. Also, it will be the little girl's birthday in a few days. I am going to hold a private exhibition for Jin Jin." Jin Qingsheng is my cherished treasure for many years, and I will invite many celebrities and big names to participate. If you have time, you might as well come and appreciate it. That's the best, haha..."

"Hehe, it's easy to talk about, we will definitely be there when the time comes." Zhang Pan responded with a smile, and couldn't help but roll his eyes in his heart. It's still consecration, it's not good to treat him as a monk in the temple!

Several people retired after finishing their work, exchanged a few greetings and left.

Zhang Pan stepped into the straight elevator first, stroked his thinning hair against the mirror wall, and said, "Why is Dr. Yan so popular with nurses? Isn't it because he's a little thinner than me and his hair is a little thicker?" Is it? I heard them chirping along the way, and my ears are calloused."

Bai Jian sincerely corrected: "He is more handsome than you, taller than you, richer than you, and more famous than you."

"..." Zhang Pan bared his teeth, "Brat, you can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth! Forget about the previous ones, how do you know that he is more famous than me? I am the direct disciple of the 180th third-generation head of Longhu Mountain -"

Bai Jian was shocked: "Are you a direct disciple?"

"The No.12 registered disciple under your seat."

"……Oh."

Duan Huichuan sneered happily.

Zhang Pan felt that he had been insulted, and he was heartbroken: "That's better than a little-known doctor!"

Bai Jian blinked innocently: "But it's not that he's unknown. That Dr. Yan seems to be the honorary director of this hospital, and several well-known private hospitals in this city all have his investment."

Zhang Pan was taken aback: "How do you know?"

Bai Jian said excitedly: "When we passed by the corridor just now, I heard gossips from the little nurses, and they were holding profiles of expert doctors in their hands. His photo has the most titles, and I remembered it at a glance."

"Are you a clairvoyant? You can hear this, why didn't we pay attention." Zhang Pan looked resentful, "He is the dean at such a young age. I think this honorary title is probably for the sake of the family's money and investment. , give him a gilded halo..."

With a "crash", the elevator stopped on the third floor, the door slid open to both sides, and the young honorary dean walked in calmly.

As the elevator doors closed again, an eerie silence spread, and in the narrow, square space, one of the top ten embarrassments in life was being played out—speaking ill of people behind their backs happened to be overheard by the Lord.

Perhaps the only ones who are embarrassed are Bai and Zhang. Duan Huichuan is too thick-skinned, and these two words have never been found in the dictionary of life.

Zhang Pan stood up uncomfortably, and took his hands out of his trouser pockets, as if in front of Yan Yijun, any indecent behavior would be repelled by the surrounding aura, and he was out of place.

Seeing Duan Huichuan staring at him with interest, Yan Yijun smiled: "I've been curious since just now, how did you guys rescue Miss Tang? Was she really cursed?"

Although he asked "how many people", his eyes were firmly locked on Duan Huichuan, and he did not cast a glance at Zhang Pan.

Duan Huichuan asked rhetorically, "Does the director of a dignified hospital also believe in these metaphysics?"

Yan Yijun replied with a calm smile: "In the field of medicine, there are indeed some unreasonable phenomena. Even cancer can miraculously heal itself without medicine. As long as the patient can recover, it doesn't matter whether it is metaphysics or science."

Duan Huichuan also laughed, and patted the other person's shoulder: "Dr. Yan still speaks nicely, much better than that Dr. Gao."

"My name is Yan Yijun, and I haven't asked for my honorable name yet?" Yan Yijun glanced at the hand on his shoulder from the corner of his eye, and calmly stretched out his right hand in front of the other party.

This polite way of speaking made Duan Huichuan feel a little bit of a toothache. He stretched out his hand and shook it lightly, saying his name: "Duan Huichuan."

The temperature from the palm is neither hot nor cold, the skin is moist and comfortable, the slender fingers are clean and tidy, even the length of the nails are trimmed as if carefully measured, just like Yan Yijun himself, perfect details seem to be everywhere.

Duan Huichuan unconsciously touched the calluses on his own hand, and couldn't help but sigh, this is probably the difference between the hand that performs surgery and the hand that moves bricks.

As soon as the words were finished, the elevator opened the sliding door in time on the second basement floor, and Yan Yijun made a gentle "please" gesture.

Zhang Pan dragged Bai Jian out as if he was running away, and couldn't wait to get away from the oppressive and awkward atmosphere in the elevator.

"Mr. Duan." Yan Yijun called him, saw the latter turned back with doubts, and said softly, "You seem to have a kind face, have we met somewhere?"

Duan Huichuan was slightly surprised, as if recalling Tang Jinjin's clumsy excuse to strike up a conversation in the ward, he couldn't help but smiled mischievously: "Could it be that you saw it on TV?"

Yan Yijun was silent for a moment, then said in relief: "I probably misremembered. Sorry, I won't delay you."

The environment in the underground garage was dim, except for rows of incandescent lamps that were in disrepair overhead, gloomyly illuminating a corner of the elevator entrance, reflecting in Yan Yijun's flickering eyes.

Until Duan Huichuan's back gradually disappeared, the two faint lights in his eyes also slowly extinguished, and the dark pupils were like thick ink that could not be melted away, making it impossible for people to see even the slightest bit.

When the three of them squeezed back into Duan Huichuan's small Polo, Zhang Pan was so hot that he almost stuck out his tongue: "What did Doctor Yan just talk to you about?"

Duan Huichuan said casually, "He praised me for being handsome."

"...Come on, you." Zhang Pan let out a bad breath.

As soon as the car started and turned a corner, a black Bentley drove slowly past the intersection, the window rolled down, revealing Yan Yijun's extremely handsome face, and nodded slightly to Duan Huichuan, signaling for them to go first.

Zhang Pan touched his chin and tutted loudly: "Look, what kind of car does he drive, what do you drive? I don't understand. With your ability, why would you rather help me and be an unknown little assistant than Would you like to become famous in the industry? If you have the heart, not to mention founding a sect, at least you can be on an equal footing with those elders in the world, and you won't be short of this little money, and you don't have to work so hard to support your brother. Tell me, what are you trying to do? ah?"

Duan Huichuan touched a cigarette and put it in his mouth. The scarlet fire flashed on and off between his fingers. The black Bentley was farther and farther away from them in the rearview mirror. The car drove out of the garage and was exposed to the scorching sun at noon. Next, the hustle and bustle on the street covered up his slightly flat voice——

"...Take care of yourself."