Douluo: You call this a toy

Yang Fan took Bai Lan and Dou Qing for a long walk, had a barbecue, and then returned to the villa after sending everyone away one by one.

There were only Sun Zhihan and Deng Caiwen at home. They sat quietly in the living room and watched TV with a low volume.

"Where are they? Are they all asleep?"

He sat next to Sun Zhihan and asked casually.

"Sister Xueru, Xiaolian, and Sister Feifei, they went to the East China Sea."

As Sun Zhihan finished speaking, Yang Fan's head buzzed. Last night, Liu Xueru told him that he was so busy today that he forgot about it and didn't send them off. He blamed himself.

He took out his cell phone and walked out the door.

Soon, the call was connected, and I was relieved to know that they had arrived safely.

When he returned to the house, a girl walked down the stairs. Her hair was wet, she must have just taken a shower.

"Yang...Mr. Yang, you...why are you here?"

The girl is none other than Cai Suqing, who has just joined the job. Isn't she here to collect debts?A ridiculous idea came to mind.

Sun Zhihan hurriedly answered: "He is the boss behind our company and the owner of this villa!"

"what--."

Liu Xueru, Xiaolian had never mentioned it to her. No wonder she was recruited after asking Mr. Liu for a few words. She was still suspicious at the time, but then she smiled awkwardly and said, "Hello, Mr. Yang."

Yang Fan nodded to her, "Mr. Liu will be away for the next few days. If you have any questions, please contact Zhihan."

"Yes, Mr. Liu explained it."

Later, Yang Fan called Sun Zhihan into the study to discuss matters related to Zhou Zili.

Sun Zhihan was very happy when she heard that she was recruiting a distribution staff. It was really inconvenient for girls to distribute goods of more than [-] kilograms, and they were very tired every time.

Yang Fan's initial idea was to hand over the warehouse to Zhou Zili. The room was fully equipped and there would be no problem moving in. Of course, he could not live without respecting his personal wishes. He was responsible for picking up goods from the logistics and distributing goods to the hospital. When he was free, he could go there The company helps with some chores.

This is also a test opportunity. If you have a good work attitude and strong ability, you can be reused. If you can't do this job well, you won't even think about important positions.

Sun Zhihan recorded everything she explained one by one to prevent her from being missed or forgotten, which made Yang Fan very satisfied. Bingxue was smart and had a high level of understanding. There would be a time when she could show her talents in the future.

My mother passed away five days later, and I wanted to take Zhihan home by the way, but could Deng Caiwen be responsible for the company alone?

For this reason, the words came to my lips but could not be said out.

He glanced at Sun Zhihan and said with a smile: "I am becoming more and more like a high-end white-collar worker. If you develop well, you will definitely find a good husband. When you get married, I will give you a Porsche, and you can choose jewelry and the like."

"Brother Xiaofan, what are you talking about?"

Sun Zhihan's pretty face suddenly turned red to her ears, and she secretly glanced at Yang Fan shyly.

"Haha, there's no need to be shy. It's only a matter of time before a man gets married and a woman gets married sooner or later." "When you Xueru comes back, ask her to give you some money and get your driver's license as soon as possible."

"During the Chinese New Year, I will try to let you drive home in glory."

Sun Zhihan's eyes were filled with hope. Every time Xiaolian went to pick up Yang Fan, she wanted to learn to drive.

The conversation changed and Yang Fan talked about salary. He was quite satisfied with Liu Xueru. He originally agreed to get [-] yuan for the first three months, but he gave her [-] yuan last month. Sun Zhihan performed very well, and [-] yuan was not too much. , However, he never thought of intervening in the salary issue, so it would be OK to give her a big red envelope during the Chinese New Year.

Sun Zhihan only took it as a joke when Yang Fan gave him a car. A good Porsche cost millions. Besides, he had never thought about getting married.

She made tea for Yang Fan, squeezed out toothpaste, and went upstairs with a few others.

This girl is getting better and better at doing things. Her progress is obvious to all and must be cultivated well.

On a beautiful morning, without Liu Xueru and Xiaolian, Yang Fan felt that something was missing. He punched once and came to the medical center. As soon as he reached the second floor, a white shadow flashed into the room.

The next moment, Han Zi came out neatly dressed.

"Sir, do I want to accompany you today?"

She looked sincere and wanted to learn more by staying with Yang Fan.

"No, your mission is to guard the hospital."

The two of them walked downstairs while chatting.

There were already patients outside the door. Not long ago, Yin Xiaofu and Ouyang Di came one after another. The three of them each performed their duties and the division of labor was clear. Then, Pan Mingfang also came.

Yang Fan went to school, and a group of people gathered in the playground, speculating on the arrangements for today.

Vice President Tan walked over quickly and said: "Today's project is scheduled at the Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Everyone must be mentally prepared. Both parties must discuss diagnosis and treatment."

"In short, friendship comes first and competition comes second."

The vice president who led the team smiled and said: "In the past, Donghai University of Traditional Chinese Medicine seemed to have never lost once."

Vice-Principal Tan was a bit embarrassed when he spoke directly, but what he said was true. Can he show off his style this time?

At 09:30 in the morning, a total of 12 people, including two vice presidents, appeared in front of the residential building of the Provincial College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, standing in a line, each holding a notebook in their hands.

The purpose this time is to diagnose the disease through inspection and then record it.

After Vice President Tan communicated with the hospital, a nurse pushed a wheelchair and stopped in front of the queue. The patient was an old lady, aged between 70 and [-] years old, with all white hair, a sallow complexion, sunken eye sockets, and swollen lips. purple.

Yang Fan looked at the old lady for a few times and made a diagnosis: liver cirrhosis, superficial gastritis, diabetes and cerebrovascular malformation. He knew it well and was not in a hurry to write it down in his notebook. He wanted to compare it with the diagnosis on Tianmo's mobile phone. Unfortunately, the patient's location was two meters away and was outside the scanning diagnosis range.

After thinking for a while, she said, "Sister nurse, I'm a little short-sighted. Can you push me closer?"

Bai Lan turned to look at Yang Fan. She had never heard him mention myopia. What did he want to do?So after I wrote down the diagnosis, I paid attention to it secretly.

After the nurse communicated with the two vice principals, the patient pushed forward a little.

"Still can't see clearly, please give me a little more."

The scanning and diagnosis range of Tianmo's mobile phone is about one meter, which is still a bit far away at the moment.

It wasn't until the distance was about 1.5 meters that it finally entered the scanning range.

After more than ten seconds, he got the answer, which was consistent with the diagnosis, and Yang Fancai wrote it down in his notebook.

After staying for 5 minutes, the nurse pushed the patient away.

Immediately afterwards, the nurse wheeled in the second patient.

Why are you all sitting in a wheelchair?Everyone has a doubt in their hearts.

Patient No. [-] is a little boy, about ten years old. His leg is in a cast and he looks weak.

He is a big kid and really knows how to pretend. Except for congenital heart disease, there is no problem with his legs at all.

Alas, I don’t know who I deceived. To be cautious, I recruited him into the scanning diagnosis range again. It was still the same as a physical examination.

Yang Fan couldn't help but secretly admire his own diagnostic skills, which were so perfect and perfect.

Repeatedly, ten patients were diagnosed together, all of whom were in wheelchairs. They had no real talent and knowledge, and it was difficult to distinguish the true from the false.

At the end of the round, Bai Lan and Dou Qingyun were calm and relaxed. On the other hand, the others had sweat on their foreheads and looked not good.

Putting away everyone's notebooks, the two vice principals compared the symptoms of the patients provided and reviewed them one by one.