The husband and wife of a wealthy school

In the dead of night, the thoracic surgery ward was quiet, only the low sound of instruments, occasionally coughing and the sound of water flushing the toilet came from the ward.

Zhao Yan in the duty room couldn't fall asleep, and his addiction to cigarettes came up, so he wanted to go down and smoke a cigarette.He doesn't like smoking very much, so he smokes one every night, otherwise he won't be able to sleep.I don't know when I started to develop this bad habit, it seems to be like this for many years.

The nurse on the night shift in the nurse's station dozed off there, nodding her head and then raising it again.

Zhao Yan walked to the nurse's table and tapped on the table with his fingers. The dozing nurse suddenly opened her eyes to wake up.

Zhao Yan: "I'm going down to smoke a cigarette, call me on my cell phone if something happens."

Walking out of the inpatient department building, there are several street lights on in the hospital, only the outpatient building has bright lights and intermittent human voices.

Zhao Yan walked to the flower bed, lit a cigarette, and smoked while standing. There were no stars and moons in the sky, and the wind blew away the nicotine-flavored smoke, and the scarlet cigarette butts flickered between his fingers.

Back home yesterday, his mother made a big table of dishes at night, wishing he could eat all the dishes.After the meal, I dragged him to talk earnestly for half an hour, nothing more than one meaning, urging the marriage.

"You said that you are almost thirty, so what can you do if you devote yourself to work? You only need to spend enough money, and the most important thing is to live a happy life. You can't do it alone, you have to find yourself a partner,..."

Thinking about it, I thought of Yan Cheng again. The face of Yan Cheng I saw in Ethiopia a month ago was more angular and three-dimensional.What imprinted in his mind was his more protruding chin and tight lips. His lips were very dark and no longer light pink.

The aura of the whole person gave him the feeling that it was cold, cold without a trace of popularity, Yan Cheng was not like this before.

Relying on my own hard work and wisdom to build my own business empire, famous and profitable... Shouldn't I be living a very good and happy life...

"The sea's love is too deep, time is too shallow, how can the heart that loves you run aground..."

The sudden ringtone of the mobile phone interrupted Zhao Yan's thoughts. He hadn't finished smoking a cigarette yet. He glanced at the incoming call, the landline at the chest surgery nurse's station, and answered: "What's wrong?"

"Doctor Zhao, the blood pressure of the patient that you and the director jointly operated on today has dropped, please come and see it."

Zhao Yan went to the ICU ward to check the patient's condition. At the age of more than 60 years, such a traumatic operation requires a long recovery process. The patient is very weak. After looking at the indicators on the instrument, Zhao Yan told the nurse: "Give an adh, and pay close attention. I'm going to give a doctor's order now, you give medicine first."

After processing the doctor's order, he went back to the duty room and slept for less than two hours. Zhao Yan was woken up by knocking on the door again. It was already midnight.

"Dr. Zhao, the obstetrics and gynecology department called and asked you to go for a consultation."

Zhao Yan asked while wearing a white coat, "What's going on?"

"A pregnant woman was admitted to the outpatient clinic with a bloody cough, and a chest X-ray showed shadows in the lungs, suspected of a tumor."

The doctor on duty in the obstetrics and gynecology department tonight is Lin Ling, whom Zhao Yan knew, a graduate student classmate, and a native of T City.

Lin Ling: "Hey, Zhao Yan! Just now I heard from the nurse that Dr. Zhao was on duty. I thought there was a new doctor Zhao. When did he come back?"

Zhao Yan: "The day before yesterday."

Lin Ling: "I'll treat you to dinner when I have time. Congratulations on returning to the embrace of the motherland."

Zhao Yan: "No, what about the patient?"

……

After get off work at noon, Zhao Yan went to pick up the car. The car was optimistic yesterday. The cheap car of 10,000+ was just for transportation.

He didn't want the staff room assigned by the hospital, so he bought a second-hand house with three bedrooms and two living rooms in an old community with good greening with housing subsidies. He lived with his mother and his sister. The environment of the community is very good, but it is far from the hospital. .

It would be much more convenient to have a car.If there is an emergency operation at night, at least there is no need to look for a taxi in the middle of the night.

The car is a white Lavida. The new car is good. It has smooth lines and can be seen as a guide. Regardless of whether it is high-end or cheap, regardless of performance, it looks pretty good just from the appearance.

Putting one hand on the roof of the car, Zhao Yan thought, he has a house and a car.

After paying the money, going through the formalities, hanging up the card, and on the road.The driver's license was obtained two years ago. At that time, Liu Guohua asked Yue Qingqing to take the driver's license test. Yue Qingqing was not very happy to take the test, so Liu Guohua invited him to take the test with his wife.

It can be regarded as a novice on the road. I don't know whether it is because of the new car or his own car. Zhao Yan thinks that it is not bad to drive, and it is very smooth.

Passing by a SKⅡ specialty store on the street, Zhao Yan parked his car in a parking space on the side of the road and went into the store to buy a box of suits.Zhao Jingjing wanted to use high-end cosmetics on her own, but two years ago she asked his brother to buy them for her.

Just such a younger sister, if you don't feel hurt, who will hurt you, buy it if you want it.

Walking out of the specialty store with shopping bags in hand, the noon sun was bright, and the shadows of the street trees were cast on the brand new and bright window glass.

Zhao Yan took out the car key from his trouser pocket, opened the car door with a beep, sat in the driver's seat, and started on the road again.

Under the bright sunlight at noon, the shadow of a street tree was also reflected on the body of a car not far away. The tree shadow swayed with the wind, and it was a black Mercedes-Benz.

Yan Cheng in the back seat of the car was wearing sunglasses, looking at the man who came out of the store brazenly through the window glass. He was wearing jeans, a blue long-sleeved T-shirt, and the T-shirt was empty. His neck was slender, his face was It's getting tougher, and the once round lines on the chin don't know where to go.

His eyes fell on the waistline, and he felt hot inexplicably, and raised his hand to tear off the tie around his neck.Except for this man, he has never met anyone who can bring him this feeling, no matter whether it is a woman or a man.

It's just... looking at those lips, it reminded him that they had kissed another man in front of him..., and the skin color made him feel unsightly.

The assistant opened the door of the driver's seat, sat in, and handed a bottle of water to the back seat: "Boss Yan, the water you want."

Yan Cheng didn't pick up the water, he opened the door and said, "Get out of the car and sit in the back, I'll drive."

"This is not good, Mr. Yan." He has served this ancestor for many years. After studying abroad and graduating, he entered Guangyan and slowly climbed to the president's office.

In a word, it's hard to serve, a tortoise.

What is this for? !It was fine just now.He went back to the country ahead of schedule and picked up his ancestor at the airport. On the way, he said he was thirsty and needed water. He hurriedly got out of the car and went to the side of the road to buy a bottle of water. Fearing that people would dislike him, he bought the most expensive water.

In the past few years, he has also gained experience in serving, and it is always right to choose the most expensive one in everything.

But suddenly there is no water anymore, and I want to be his driver!To be honest, he was a little apprehensive. According to past experience, this is not a good sign, and he will have to pay back on other things sooner or later.

Yan Cheng got out of the car, turned around, frowned and looked at the person who was still stuck in the driver's seat, "Assistant Jiang, don't you understand what I'm saying?"

Assistant Jiang cautiously said, "I mean, you have just returned to China, and you may not be used to the domestic traffic rules, so I'll come."

Seeing the white Lavida driving farther and farther, Yan Cheng emphasized his tone: "Get out of the car, immediately, immediately!"

Assistant Jiang Kuhaha obediently got out of the car and sat in the back seat. Just as the door was closed, the car sped out before he could sit still.

Assistant Jiang: "??!!" His family's ancestors are racing fast.

The speed of the black Mercedes-Benz was getting faster and faster, overtaking a few cars, and with a loud "bump", it hit the rear of the white LaVida in front.

Both cars stopped.

Assistant Jiang, who was initially in a state of shock, stared at his Boss Yan with a dumbfounded look, what the hell, it turned out that this was the rhythm of deliberately causing trouble!

Zhao Yan in the white Langyi was driving hard, obeying the rules and not speeding, when suddenly he was rear-ended, he was jolted, and he stepped on the brakes.

Zhao Yan got out of the car to check the situation. The new car just arrived had not been warmed up yet. The rear light of the car was smashed and the license plate was crooked.Judging from this situation, the speed of the car behind is definitely very fast, definitely over the speed limit.

Yan Cheng sat still, and told the people in the back seat: "Assistant Jiang, get out of the car and deal with the accident."

What the hell, Assistant Jiang: "How... how to deal with it?"

Yan Cheng: "If you are in this state, I think you should retire early, what do you think?"

"I think it's a trivial matter, and it's too easy to deal with." As the saying goes, a man who knows current affairs is a hero, and Assistant Jiang is well versed in this.

Zhao Yan looked at the black car behind with displeasure, and was about to knock on the driver's window when the rear door opened and a man got out of the car.

The attitude is very good: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, we just came back from abroad, and we are not very familiar with domestic transportation. We should accept the compensation if we are at fault."

Zhao Yan looked at the main road. There were not many cars on the wide main road, and they could hit them directly, either on purpose or drunk driving. Driving at this speed is not acceptable in any foreign country.

Zhao Yan: "It's better to let the police handle it." He didn't want to talk nonsense, so he took out his mobile phone and called 110 directly.

Assistant Jiang was in a hurry, so he went back to the car and asked his ancestors: "Mr. Yan, what should I do if someone wants to call the police?"

Yan Cheng: "Get in the car."

"What?!" He thought he had heard wrong.

Yan Cheng glanced over with displeased eyes, and Assistant Jiang followed suit wisely.

The black Mercedes bypassed the white LaVida parked in front and the scene of the accident, and drove away with a "swish".

Assistant Jiang: "??!!" Hit and run... Escape!

Zhao Yan frowned and looked at the car exhaust, remembering the license plate number.

The car drove to the downstairs of Shengshi Qingcheng, Yan Cheng got off the car, with black leather shoes, long legs, and a tall and straight figure, he said to Assistant Jiang: "Do you know how to deal with the aftermath?"

No matter how many complaints I have to swallow, Assistant Jiang: "I know, I don't drive the car, I drive it."

Yan Cheng: "You drove and got out of the back seat?"

"No, no, I didn't drive it, my brother-in-law drove it."

Yan Cheng: "Who is your brother-in-law?"

Assistant Jiang: "No, no, whoever opened it, it wasn't you who opened it anyway."

What the hell, he had to come to deal with the aftermath. If he hadn't had an old mother and no wife and children, his mother would have given up serving him a long time ago. I don't know why he was bumped into by someone, and... escaped.

When the time comes to leave him, let's see who can bear this temper.

Yan Cheng: "Don't forget to pick me up on time tomorrow to pick me up for work."

"It must be, don't worry."