Acting as a substitute

Bo Shenyan: "..."

Yuan Jiayi: "..."

The wiper only sprayed water once, but the wiper lever was still working, scraping dryly on the windshield, making a sound like grinding teeth.

"Oh my God……"

Listening to the echoes in the empty basement, Yuan Jiayi was so nervous that his scalp tingled. While he was at a loss, he wanted to turn it off quickly, and at the same time, he wanted to get out of the car to check on Bo Shenyan's condition.

After all, the rich boss is more important.

He hastily pulled off the seat belt, and the movement of opening the door vigorously hit Bo Shenyan's hip bone again.

And Bo Shenyan was immersed in his water-drenched world and couldn't believe it. At this time, he was defenseless. When he was shot and sat on the ground, he felt that he might never forget the huge gap in his heart. .

Yuan Jiayi's despair was no less than his.

According to the change of the pain level on Bo Shenyan's face, Yuan Jiayi huddled beside the car door, and instantly gave total hip replacement for comminuted right femoral neck fracture, internal fixation for right femoral neck fracture, and closed hip dislocation. Repositioning bone traction and other treatment methods, it was not until Bo Shenyan grabbed the wide wheel hub of the adjacent parking space and struggled to stand up that Yuan Jiayi was completely relieved.

The fucking medical expenses were finally saved.

"Mr. Bo, I'm sorry!" Yuan Jiayi sincerely bowed his head and apologized, twisting his clothes tight with his fingers behind him.

Bo Shenyan leaned messily on the off-road vehicle behind him and waved at him, "None of your business."

Blame him for overestimating the driver's ability and not taking his IQ into account.

"I still don't want this car...Mr. Bo, thank you for your kindness."

Having already taken so much money from others, it would be too much to ask for their car.

Originally, he only wanted to collect enough for his mother's medical expenses, and he didn't ask for anything else.

"I don't use this car, it's idle even if it's idle, otherwise you plan to ride your Sanjuzi every day, and wake me up all over your face?"

Bo Shenyan glanced at him, and found that the sense of humbleness on his face began to overflow again, knowing that he was playing with his own little calculations in his heart, he couldn't help feeling a little annoyed, although angry, he still only wanted to forcefully give him the car .

As for why he did this, he didn't think about it, and he didn't want to think about it.

If he had to ask for a reason, it would be that he couldn't bear the pain that Sheng Lan hadn't experienced with a face similar to Sheng Lan's.

"But... I can't add gas."

No matter how Sheng Jianghe bullied him in the past, a real person still wants to save some face. Speaking out his shortcomings personally made Yuan Jiayi feel a little embarrassed and his ears turned red.

Facing this man who made him very speechless, and seemed to be flattering in his bones, Bo Shenyan wiped the water off his face and gave him an impatient look.

"Is there anything that can't afford gas in this broken car? I'll give you more money, right? It's just buying my quality of sleep."

Hearing this, Yuan Jiayi's eyes lit up, and then he began to spurn his greed again, shaking his head and refusing with heartache, and patted the roof of the car, "...No need for Mr. Bo, I should be able to do it."

After all, he is also an attending physician in a tertiary hospital, so how could he not be able to afford a Volkswagen.

Besides, Mr. Bo has already solved his most troublesome thing, and his task, apart from visiting the elderly from time to time, is to help Sheng Lan guard the position next to this man and prevent him from running away. .

Such a good deal with no loss, maybe Yuan Jiayi is really about to change his fortune.

Thinking of this in his heart, Yuan Jiayi's eyes looking at Bo Shenyan couldn't help but start to glow with greedy green light, and the smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to be released irresistibly no matter what.

"Then...Mr. Bo, I'll pay for it. I can't let you lose money."

Bo Shenyan showed a puzzled expression on his face, "How much...how much?"

Does he still have the conditions to buy a car?

Seeing that Bo Shenyan obviously looked down on him, Yuan Jiayi's arrogance burst out from nowhere, and suddenly he straightened his back and became more confident, "I'm willing to pay [-]."

"..." For the first time, Bo Shenyan wondered if there was something wrong with his hearing, and suddenly wanted to laugh, but when he saw the serious look on the young man's face, he couldn't bear to tell the truth and hurt his self-esteem, so he Nodded, "Okay, twenty-five thousand is twenty-five thousand."

With years of experience in haggling in vegetable markets and underground shopping malls, three words subconsciously emerged in Yuan Jiayi's mind: It's too high.

Due to how inconvenient living under the fence would be in the future, and Bo Shenyan might be troubled, the poor citizen Yuan Jiayi reluctantly accepted the price, took out his mobile phone, "I'll transfer the money to you."

The heater had already evaporated the water droplets on Bo Shenyan's head and face, and when Yuan Jiayi approached with his mobile phone, the faint smell of disinfectant made him inexplicably feel at ease, and he couldn't help but move his head forward, secretly Sniffing his scent carefully.

"I haven't added friends before." Bo Shenyan took out his mobile phone from his pajama pants pocket, unlocked it and handed it to Yuan Jiayi, "You can add it yourself."

Because of the color, he would buy the car without blinking his eyes. The [-] is just to appease Yuan Jiayi's restless petty eye.

The owner of the car, who had collected the money, put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked upstairs briskly.

But he still didn't understand why he was so happy.

The former driver of the car owner held the steering wheel happily, and admired it all afternoon in the car. Every inch of the leather seat was caressed by his fingers that never casually stained with other things, and he shit the dog everywhere upstairs. Putting all the things behind him, he secretly lamented that this deal really seemed to make him change his luck.

Even in a dream, I laughed from ear to ear.

Early the next morning, the black Volkswagen sedan drove slowly out of the Bo family compound under Bo Shenyan's worried eyes.

Yuan Jiayi is in good health. The fever from the previous day was safely lowered with only two packs of granules. He was busy in the outpatient clinic all morning. At this time, he was hugging his paint-loaked thermos cup, squinting his eyes and nestling on the desk. Basking in the sun in front of the chair.

Song Yang had just had the operation, and he was clamoring to explain the knowledge points during the operation to the intern behind him, completely ignoring the words "keep quiet" in the corridor.

The intern left the office gratefully, and did not forget to say hello to Yuan Jiayi before leaving.

Back in the office, Song Yang began to wash his hands again, shaking his legs excitedly while washing, as if a shot of adrenaline had been injected into the sympathetic nerve.

When shaking his hands, he moved to the edge of Yuan Jiayi's chair, and said mysteriously: "Mr. Yuan, yes, you are developed? Are you doing private work outside? Became the private master bone setter of some wealthy nobleman?"

Yuan Jiayi adjusted his glasses, and smiled inexplicably, "What development?"

He also said: "You are also the attending physician now, so don't call me teacher, it's so strange."

Besides, is there any rich and noble family who has nothing to do to play with bones?

Song Yang smiled and punched him on the shoulder, took his thermos cup and took a sip of water hissingly, "That's not the same, if there is no accident, you will be the new deputy chief physician of the department next year. At that time, I still have to call you teacher."

Facing this mature man who was several years older than himself, Yuan Jiayi was really ashamed of the title of 'teacher', blushing and scratching the back of his neck.

"Look at your awkward appearance, Lao Yuan, right? Lao Yuan?"

Yuan Jiayi smiled and said, "Okay."

"Then can you tell me about your road to prosperity now?"

Turning back to this question, Yuan Jiayi began to wonder again.

"Where am I developed?"

If he didn't know Yuan Jiayi's character, Song Yang would definitely have ridiculed him. If he didn't scold him for showing off, he would already be keeping people out of his mouth.

"I just want to ask where did you get that W12 Phaeton?"

"What Phaeton?" Yuan Jiayi became more and more puzzled, "That is my friend's Volkswagen..."

His voice became smaller and smaller, more and more uncertain.

In addition to studying hand bones and skulls, Song Yang spends most of his spare time lying in front of his mobile phone and watching pictures and videos of luxury cars.

If he talked about a car with such a crazy attitude, then the car in his mouth must not be lower than seven figures.

But he should have lost his eyes sometimes, right?

"How good is the relationship between you two? Is he willing to give you this car?" Song Yang asked with red eyes like a jealous woman.

"Ah? This should be... I bought it... a second-hand car, it's not very expensive, I can still afford it..."

Before Yuan Jiayi could finish speaking, Song Yang's deafening roar gave him an echo.

"Fuck! Not very expensive?! Teacher Yuan, you are an invisible local tyrant!"

The patient who was practicing walking in the corridor looked into the office curiously.

"You know my financial situation, but my friend said that his car has been in production for a long time, and he has never driven it, so he just sold it to me."

Yuan Jiayi thought of Bo Shenyan's appearance of a generous rich man when he waved his hands for alms, couldn't help pursing his lips, and said with a slight smile.

"...how much did you spend?"

Song Yang was quite aware of Yuan Jiayi's economic strength, and when he heard the "hands-off" from his friend, his eyes were as wide as copper bells, and his ears were as erect as antennae.

"Twenty-five thousand."

"...Damn it! Lao Yuan, can you give me your friend's contact information?"

The image of Song Yang hugging Bo Shenyan's thigh and begging him to sell him a car came to mind, Yuan Jiayi waved again and again.

"No, no, no, he has a bad temper."

Looking at Song Yang's begging gaze, Yuan Jiayi pulled back his arm and asked softly, "Is that car expensive?"

Song Yang nodded vigorously.

"How expensive? Is it ten times the price I bought?"

If it exceeds 20 yuan, the price he gave does not seem to be considered a loss after deducting the loss fee.

Song Yang stood up angrily, as excited as if the car belonged to him, and tried to justify its name hoarsely.

"A hundred times!"