Quick Travel: Accidentally captured that sickly villain

Li Jiang received a transfer notice from the director of the department.

It said that she would be transferred to the mental hospital in the suburbs of Beijing.

The director looked perplexed, and persuaded Li Jiang earnestly, for fear that she would not want to refuse the transfer: "Xiao Li, I have no other choice, the hospital over there is very short of manpower, I just transferred Zhou Yan there last month, and suddenly three days ago Knowing that he died of a heart attack on the day he was transferred, the superiors were really urgent."

Mentioning this, the director couldn't help being surprised.

After working together in the hospital for so many years, he didn't know when Zhou Yan had a heart attack, and he died last month, and the hospital there didn't even notify him until now.

"Don't worry, Xiao Li, in terms of treatment, the hospitals in the suburbs of Beijing are definitely not inferior to ours, even..." Seeing that Li Jiang's expression was calm and completely disinterested, the director wanted to work harder convince her.

But he didn't think about it. In the next second, he suddenly heard the girl say: "Yes, when will I go there?"

The director was stunned for a moment, and the words that had been brewing for a long time just got stuck in his throat.

That's... agreed?

The crying, making trouble and hanging himself that he imagined did not happen.

Li Jiang stood in front of the desk, staring straight at the bald man in front of him, the emotion in his eyes was nothing but calm.

Stared at by such eyes, the director inexplicably felt a chill down his back.

He coughed and said uncomfortably, "When do you think...it's appropriate to go there?"

"Tomorrow."

The director was overjoyed: "Okay, okay, tomorrow."

Now, he won't be relegated.

After leaving the director's office, Li Jiang kicked the dozing Yinhe awake with his mental strength, and asked: 【Are you sure Fu Sheng is in that mental hospital in the suburbs of Beijing? 】

Yinhe rolled on the ground, and just wanted to curse and spit, but when he heard Li Jiang's voice, he instantly turned into a smiling face: [Yes, dear. 】

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Li Jiang ignored Yinhe's attitude and continued to ask: 【His identity?Patient or doctor? 】

[It's a patient. ] The most terrible kind of crazy criticism of mental illness.

Hearing this, Li Jiang snorted expressionlessly.

That lunatic Fu Sheng was basically mentally ill.

The next day, the Jingjiao Hospital sent someone to pick Li Jiang up personally, the director almost narrowed his eyes, and sent her to the car with a smile.

The man driving the car was also a doctor named Fang Ze. He was very young, about 20 years old, with a gentle appearance and a pair of black-rimmed glasses on his face.

He glanced at Li Jiang through the rearview mirror, and said with a smile, "It's really busy recently. Our hospital hasn't had any new recruits for a long time. We just transferred a group of people from Nanwu District yesterday. I didn't expect another one to come today." bit."

Li Jiang paused slightly with his fingertips, raised his eyes to meet his gaze in the mirror, "Did you come yesterday? Did no newcomers come before?"

Fang Ze sighed: "Bad, the suburbs of Beijing are located in a remote area. Before yesterday, no newcomers came here for a whole year. You are willing to come here, it is really a selfless dedication."

"That's it."

Li Jiang's eyes became a bit imperceptibly dark. She looked at the scenery passing by the car window, and suddenly murmured: "I have a colleague named Zhou Yan. He died of a heart attack three days ago."

Fang Ze was surprised that Li Jiang's topic changed without warning. Hearing these words, he couldn't help but frown: "Ah, that's really a pity. This is what a doctor fears the most."

The man's answer made Li Jiang's eyes darken, she looked away, looked at the face in the rearview mirror who was concentrating on driving, and blinked calmly and slowly.