Deep courtyard

In the end, it was not 120, but Pujiang's personal doctor.

Seeing that it was Huang Yuan who came to open the door, the doctor was stunned for a moment, then adjusted his glasses and squinted his slender phoenix eyes, and looked up and down meaningfully at Huang Yuan. Shouted: "Huh? Hanning (who) is injured?"

Huang Yuan frowned, the way people looked at him was a little weird, not like looking at a stranger, but like knowing him but not being familiar with him, which made him feel uncomfortable.Half an hour ago, Pu Jiang stopped him from calling 120. Instead, he took the phone and dialed another number, telling the other party that someone was injured and asking him to come quickly.

"Pu...Jiang is injured, he's inside, please come in." Huang Yuan opened the door, staggered to let him in.

The young master of Pujiang is generally sitting in the living room watching TV, wearing white home trousers on his lower body, and a large white bath towel on his upper body, covering his entire upper body, only his right hand is exposed, and he is pressing the remote control to switch channels back and forth.

"How can it be? It can't be that he was beaten for an attempted rape, right?" The doctor sat down on the sofa on the other side familiarly, and at the same time put the medicine box on the coffee table and opened it.

Huang Yuan, who came in after hearing the second sentence, frowned visibly, and looked at the calm Pujiang unhappily. Who does this doctor think of him?Pu Jiang smiled and gave him a comforting look.

"It's about the same. Hurry up. If I fail, your hospital's budget for the next quarter will be cancelled."

"Cenna! How dare you threaten me!? If it wasn't for your willingness, I wouldn't believe that this weak boy could hurt you. I want to see if it's your dick or the chrysanthemum?"

Pu Jiang raised his right hand and tugged at the towel, his brows tightened and he didn't move, Huang Yuan's heart twitched and he took two quick steps, went around behind the sofa, and carefully took the big towel off Pu Jiang's body, but when he saw Pu Jiang The place where the gauze on the back was completely dyed red was exposed, and Huang Yuan was still uncontrollably terrified.

"Doctor..." Huang Yuan couldn't help urging the doctor.

"Huh?... Yo!" The doctor came over and took a look, narrowed his eyes again and looked at Huang Yuan narrowly, and asked with a smile: "Jiejie stick (so powerful), the old pervert deserves to be taught a lesson. But hurt him How come you didn't run away?"

Huang Yuan's complexion darkened, and he didn't open his mouth to explain. He glared at the dishonest doctor, then turned and went into the kitchen.

"Stop teasing him. If he escapes, I will close your hospital."

"Just shut it down. Anyway, the people I recruit are always poached by you. If you don't stay in a private foreign-related hospital in a big first-tier city, you have to go to the countryside to serve the old man and the old lady. I am also convinced." The doctor said neatly. Putting on a mask and gloves, he couldn't stop complaining.

Huang Yuan came out with two glasses of water. The doctor was using a pair of slender scissors to pick up the gauze and cut it open, involving the wound, Pu Jiang still couldn't help gasping.

"Do you know it hurts now? Are you having fun playing in the bathroom?" A muffled taunt came from behind the mask, and he cut the scissors mercilessly again, Pu Jiang gritted his teeth and let out a "hiss—"

Huang Yuan frowned and glanced at the doctor, then lowered his head, not daring to look any further, put down the water glass in a panic, and hid in the kitchen again.

"Hey, did you see that little eye, how dare you doubt my craftsmanship!? The boss of Puda finally has a heart. It blooms once every ten years. It is comparable to a cycad tree, and it is a mold."

"Is your patient annoyed to death by you?" Pu Jiang raised his head and glanced at the back of the busy figure in the kitchen.

"Bah, bah, it's the most taboo to say dead words in front of a doctor. Besides, isn't chatting with you a reflection of our hospital's humanistic care principle? It distracts the patient's attention and relieves pain and psychological burden."

Ten minutes later, the doctor took off his gloves and began to organize the supplies and tools in the medicine box.Huang Yuan returned to the living room and handed Pu Jiang a white T-shirt. Seeing a beautiful bow tied on his back shoulder, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

The doctor picked up the medicine box, turned to Huang Yuan and said earnestly: "Don't touch the water again. Although the bone problem is not serious, wound infection is not something to play around with. I know you are burning firewood, but it's not bad for two weeks Well, bear with strenuous exercise, good boy."

The winking at the end made Huang Yuan make a bad face again.

"Fill up your brains when you have time." Pu Jiang stood up shirtless, and walked to Huang Yuan's side: "This is Lujiabang, who can be regarded as your senior, and is now the director of Hepu International Hospital. This is Huang Yuan."

Huang Yuan was taken aback, but he didn't mind that the introduction to him was too simple. Pu Jiang said that the other party was a senior, that is, he was in the same high school as him. The hospital is especially famous for its obstetrics department. Many foreigners and local celebrities in Shanghai choose to see and give birth in this hospital. Listening to their conversation just now, this private hospital was actually invested and established by Pujiang?And this fool who looks like a crappy doctor is actually the dean of Hepu! ?

"Senior?" Dr. Lu clearly had a different focus from Huang Yuan's. He tilted his head and thought for a while, then his eyes suddenly widened: "Cenna! Couldn't it be that little red guy from ten years ago?"

ten years ago?Huang Yuan's eyes sank, this "senior" really knew him.

Pu Jiang frowned, but did not deny it: "Speak kindly to my junior, I have never seen an obstetrician as vulgar as you."

"Hahaha, it's more than just a junior. No wonder the wound was broken. It's not easy after ten years." Lu Jiabang looked from Pujiang's shoulders to his lower body and body, and finally looked at him with ambiguous eyes. On the side is the unknown Huang Yuan.

"Is the gastritis fever gone last time? You can call me next time because of other fevers. I am good at stitching women's wounds, and I am also good at sewing men's wounds." Lujiabang Chong Huangyuan naughty blinked.

Huang Yuan was startled.

"You are dismissed."

"Hmph, crossing the river and tearing down the bridge! I wish you happiness forever and an early baby! The top suite in the maternity department will be kept for you at any time." Lu Jiabang's mouth was also extremely damaged.

When the self-talking doctor left, Huang Yuan turned around with a smile and asked, "Ten years?"

"Hehe, how is it possible." Pu Jiang struggled for a while with his arms turned, but he still hadn't put the T-shirt on completely.

Huang Yuan walked over to help take off the T-shirt again: "Do you have cardigan pajamas?"

"Yes, but it's long-sleeved, and it's on the lower shelf of the closet."

Huang Yuan found a pure white cardigan-style home top, which was obviously in the same series as the previous one. The French lapel was trimmed with fluorescent green. Huang Yuan was speechless about this persistent taste.

Huang Yuan soon discovered that although the cardigan was easier for Pu Jiang, who was hanging his arms, it was a challenge for this seemingly omnipotent man to button up a cardigan with one hand. One step later, he patted Pujiang's right hand away and helped him button one by one.

Huang Yuan lowered his eyes, and from bottom to top, first blocked the narrow waist that stretched into the trousers, then the neatly divided abdomen, and finally buttoned the top button to tightly cover the broad and strong chest Indeed, Huang Yuan secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and withdrew his hands.

Pu Jiang stared at Huang Yuan's slightly trembling eyelashes, and said slowly in a deep voice, "Although I haven't held back for ten years, I did know myself from ten years ago, and bent."