The husband and wife of a wealthy school

The medical seminar had a one-hour break at lunchtime and lasted until four or five o'clock in the afternoon.

"Where do you plan to develop in the future?" Zhao Yan asked Lin Fangqing across the table.

On the table were several carefully crafted dishes that looked more like art than food. Zhao Yan just didn't know where to put the knife and fork.

This is a high-end western restaurant, the kind of restaurant with more taste and class than full stomach.When the dishes were just served, the two looked at each other tacitly, and they had the same meaning in their eyes, they went to the wrong place.

The reason why I come here to eat is because there is a bar opposite this restaurant that will be very prosperous after nightfall. Mu Gang originally meant that after eating here, he just happened to go clubbing at the bar opposite.

However, Zhao Yan and Lin Fangqing are the only ones eating now, and Mu Gang, who made the plan, was called away by a phone call, and it is yet to be determined when he will come over.

It is said that he relied on the face of his father, Professor Mu, to borrow a mouse from the B-big laboratory for research. This research was for the purpose of publishing an academic paper, which was related to the evaluation of professional titles.

Lin Fangqing: "It doesn't matter to me, but my dad's health has been getting worse and worse in the past two years, drinking has drained his body, and things at work are gradually failing. He wants me to go back to take over his class."

"Not long ago, I met Dean Lin in the hospital, and he looked quite healthy." Zhao Yan gently cut open the medium-rare steak with a knife.

He doesn't often eat Western food because he doesn't like it. During the two years in North Africa, he usually cooked Chinese food for himself, so he didn't use a knife and fork often.But when it comes to using a knife and fork, he doesn't look unfamiliar at all, maybe because he is used to using a scalpel, his hands are very flexible.

When the knife is cut, the beef is split from the surface to the bottom without muddy water, and there is no sound of the tip of the knife scraping the bottom of the plate.The cut steak is square and uniform in size.

Lin Fangqing: "It looks like a healthy man, but in fact, he has been fighting hard all his life, refusing to admit defeat. He has been advised to drink less and refuses to listen. At this age, gastric ulcer, alcoholic liver, cirrhosis, and a lot of things The problem is that doctors are not autonomous, that’s the reason.”

It is true that drinking is harmful to the body. Zhao Yan naturally thought of Yan Cheng. It was true that he drank too much alcohol. He decided to take compulsory measures to make Yan Cheng stop drinking after returning home.

If you can't do anything about socializing in the mall, don't drink if you can, and drink less if you have to. At home, make sure he doesn't drink at all.

"Are you with Yan Cheng again?"

"Yes, how do you know?" Zhao Yan looked up at Lin Fangqing, he didn't seem to have said it, could it be that Mu Gang told Lin Fangqing.

Lin Fangqing: "Your eyes tell me."

Zhao Yan laughed: "Is it so obvious?!" He really didn't know when his eyes would speak.

"Yes, it's obvious."

Because your dark eyes are lit up again, just like they were ten years ago.

Zhao Yan: "Mu Gang and I have been old friends for several years. Apart from his love for playing, this guy has no other problems. He is quite suitable for you."

Lin Fangqing didn't speak. He poured half a glass of wine into his and Zhao Yan's glasses, red wine with no proof.

He raised his glass and said, "Bless you."

Zhao Yan raised his glass too, and said with a smile, "Bless you too."

"Bump...", the two glasses collided with each other, making a clear and pleasant sound.

At some point, a soothing song began to echo in the restaurant, blowing gently like a breeze.

On the main road outside the glass window of the restaurant, it is natural not to hear soothing songs.

A car was parked on the side of the road, the rear window was completely down, Yan Cheng looked at the two talking and laughing people in the glass of the restaurant.

His car passed by here just now, and he saw these two people with a casual glance, and immediately asked Assistant Jiang to pull over.

Up to now, he has been staring at the glass for more than ten minutes, but he has not waited for Zhao Yan to come out.

He had investigated Zhao Yan's resume during the ten years he had been separated from him before, and it was clean, he and Lin Fangqing had no intersection.

But he was still unhappy, no, very unhappy, and as time went by, he became more and more unhappy.

Outside the car are the bustling and bustling streets and the neon lights that are lit up one after another, and the air pressure inside the car is getting lower and lower.Assistant Jiang was flustered. He glanced in the rearview mirror at the face of Mr. Yan, who was getting colder and darker, hesitated again and again, and said:

"Mr. Yan, the reception is about to start, and you still have to give a speech. If you don't leave, you will be late."

After yesterday's on-site inspection and negotiations this morning, the contract was finally signed in the afternoon, and there was a celebratory reception in the evening.At the reception, Yan Cheng will give a speech, expressing the strength and sincerity of Xia Guangyan, looking forward to the future and boosting morale.

Every employee who has worked in Guangyan knows that Guangyan has an iron law that time is money, and Guangyan does not allow lateness.If you're late once, you don't know the rules, and it's justifiable; if you're late twice, you pack up and leave.

After Assistant Jiang spoke up, Yan Cheng remained silent and frowned slightly.

The staring eyes were too obvious. Assistant Jiang also saw Dr. Zhao in the glass window at the end of his line of sight. With the duty of solving problems for the boss, Assistant Jiang carefully suggested: "If you are not feeling well, I will take Dr. Zhao call out?"

Yan Cheng remained silent with a dark face.

Assistant Jiang wanted to kneel...

Yan Cheng finally moved. He took off his dark suit jacket, which contained a pink shirt, and unbuttoned the three buttons on the top of the shirt, revealing most of his sexy collarbone.

Because of tonight's reception, he specially wore a pink shirt so as not to look so rigid.

After opening the door and getting out of the car, the rear door was slammed loudly, and Assistant Jiang in the car was shocked. He stared dumbfounded at his boss Yan's monstrous appearance, and walked into the restaurant.

The neon lights shining on the restaurant's signboard shone on Yan Cheng's body, flashed by, and the night became more charming for no reason.

Assistant Jiang looked up and reconfirmed that this is a restaurant, not a hotel, so if it's so coquettish...it's impossible to go to the restaurant to do something inappropriate for children!

Zhao Yan put down the knife and fork, drank the red wine, and was about to ask Lin Fangqing if he wanted to call Mu Gang and ask him how long it would take.

Looking up, he saw Lin Fangqing looking straight behind him with an unclear expression. Zhao Yan looked back, only had time to see a touch of pink, and was involuntarily pressed against by a warm body, with his arms tightly strung around his waist. Before he had time to see Yan Cheng's expression clearly, he was flustered by the forceful kiss.

His mind went blank for a minute, and he began to struggle. This was a public place, and Lin Fangqing was still facing him.

Yan Cheng's right hand was clasped firmly on the back of his head, and his lips were not gentle at all when he landed on the city.

Zhao Yan was a little angry, really angry.

Enough kisses, Yan Cheng finally let go of his lips, but his arms were still around his waist, looking at his red and swollen lips, he curled his lips and smiled as if nothing happened: "Baby, why didn't you call me when you came out to eat?"

This is not an occasion to care about, Zhao Yan did not show his displeasure on the spot, he lowered his head to drink to cover up his embarrassment, "You told me in the morning that there will be a reception in the evening."

Yan Cheng turned to Lin Fangqing on the opposite side: "When did Mr. Lin return to China?"

"This morning."

Yan Cheng took the wine glass in Zhao Yan's hand and took a sip, "Do you plan to stay in City B in the future?"

"Going back to T City, my family's life is at stake."

"Shan, I've already bought it," Yan Cheng said, stood up, slipped his hand from Zhao Yan's waist to his shoulder, and said, "Honey, I drank a few more glasses during the dinner just now, and my stomach is not feeling well. Come with me."

Zhao Yan stood up and apologized to Lin Fangqing. Originally, Lin Fangqing had just returned to China today, and he had agreed to clean up the dust, but he left him here alone.

He followed Yan Cheng out of the restaurant. Assistant Jiang couldn't pick up his dropped chin, but he could see it clearly. His boss Yan walked over and gave Dr. Zhao to... the hungry tiger.

This style of painting is beyond the outline, he can't do it.

When Yan Cheng came out, the smile on his face disappeared, and he told Assistant Jiang, who was stunned, "Go and take a taxi by yourself, and I will drive the car."

Assistant Jiang immediately unlocked it from a dazed state, he was worried: "Time is running out, you won't drive the car to another place, will you?"

After sending the person away, the car really drove to another place, heading back to the hotel.Yan Cheng was going to send Zhao Yan back to the hotel first, and then go back to attend the reception by himself.

In the car, Yan Cheng drove the car with a cold face and said nothing. Zhao Yan consciously began to explain: "My mentor has a son named Mu Gang. I have a good relationship with him. He and Lin Fangqing are dating. I only found out yesterday. We ran into each other at a seminar today, so we came out to have a meal, originally there were three of us, but Mu Gang was called away temporarily by a phone call."

Seeing Yan Cheng's unhappy look, Zhao Yan's heart softened, and he touched his abdomen, "Did you just say you had an upset stomach?"

"No, I just want you to come with me, just an excuse."

After last night, his relationship with Yan Cheng had just improved, and Zhao Yan didn't want to see any changes at all, "Yan Cheng, don't you believe me?"

Yan Cheng answered irrelevantly: "Can you leave the People's Hospital of T City? Or I will open a hospital for you."

Zhao Yan's eyes widened, and his mind suddenly stopped moving. What does this mean?

Yan Cheng: "Or, do you want to work together with Lin, get along day and night, and spend more time with him than with me?!"

"Yan Cheng, you may not know much about the operating rules of the hospital. Lin Fangqing majored in neurosurgery, and I majored in cardiothoracic surgery. Generally, the two departments don't have much overlap in their work."

Yan Cheng: "What about in private? The hospital is such a big place, you can see it even if you don't look up."

"Lin Fangqing has a boyfriend. His boyfriend is Mu Gang. He is my mentor's son and a good friend of mine. Yan Cheng, is there... no trust between us?!"

Yan Cheng: "Do you think you still have credibility with me? How can I trust you!"

Zhao Yan turned his head and looked out of the window, his eyes were red, the anger in his chest was intertwined with the sourness rising in his heart, he was a little uncomfortable, a little panicked, and his tone suddenly became bad: "I can't Leaving the hospital, where I have my teachers, my colleagues, my patients, my career."

With a sound of "squeak...", the fast-moving car suddenly braked on the side of the road with excessive force. Under the action of inertia, Zhao Yan's body suddenly leaned forward, and was pulled back by the seat belt.

"Then what am I?!" While Yan Cheng questioned loudly, he slapped hard on the steering wheel, emphasizing his tone while venting his anger.

There was a moment of silence in the car.

Just now, Zhao Yan's chest hurts from being strangled by the seat belt.He didn't know how he was going to tell Yan Cheng that you were more important than myself in my heart, and who would believe me if I told him.

Yan Cheng calmed himself down in a few minutes, he looked at his watch impatiently, his tone was still cold: "Get out of the car, I have something else to do."

At first, I wanted to calm down and have a good talk, but it was impossible to coax him. With this cold "exit order", the anger in Zhao Yan's chest that was about to be extinguished suddenly ignited a prairie fire. He quickly got out of the car and gave a heavy blow. slam the door...

Who hasn't lost their temper yet!

The car door slammed behind him. He hadn't been this angry for a long time. He was so angry that he stared at it for a long time but didn't recognize where it was.Suddenly, he realized that the car behind him hadn't moved, and since he got out of the car, Yan Cheng didn't drive the car away...

After realizing this, Zhao Yan blinked his eyes, his heart softened all of a sudden, he was about to turn around to coax someone, when he turned around...

"Boom..." the car drove away.

Zhao Yan: "..."

After being stunned for a while, Zhao Yan recognized that this place is not far from the hotel. If you walk along this street, you will be able to walk to the hotel in less than 10 minutes.

As we walked, it started to rain. The rain was not heavy, it was drizzling, and without an umbrella, Zhao Yan began to quicken his pace.

When I went downstairs to the hotel, my hair was only a thin layer of wet.

According to the original plan, he was planning to fly back tonight, but now that the situation has become like this, if he leaves, Yan Cheng is not sure what will happen.

When he got to the door of the room, when he was about to open the door, he realized that he didn't have a room card. The card was on Yan Cheng's body, and he couldn't enter the door, so he turned around and walked down again.

The room was not opened with his ID card, and he couldn't communicate with the front desk, saying that someone would open the door for him, otherwise it would be regarded as illegal entry.

Walking out of the hotel, I found that it was drizzling just now, and within a few minutes, it would already be heavy rain.With the help of the bright street lights in front of the hotel gate, one can see strings of raindrops falling from the dark night, hitting the ground, and splashing one after another.

Zhao Yan took out his mobile phone and was about to call Yan Cheng, when he lowered his head and pressed the screen to turn on, suddenly...

A woman who came out of the hotel let out a terrified scream, "Ah..."

This woman was very close to Zhao Yan, Zhao Yan's hand shook, and the phone dropped to the smooth and hard ground, torn apart.

Then came the screech of brakes.

Zhao Yan looked up at the road, the rain on the road turned red, it was blood, gushing out from a person.

Someone got hit by a car.

Out of professional instinct, Zhao Yan rushed into the rain with a pale face, towards the man lying in the pool of blood.

As soon as he rushed to the side of the road, there was a loud cry of a baby from under his feet. Zhao Yan looked down and saw a tightly wrapped child with muddy water on his swaddling clothes, and spots of muddy water on his face. Hit his fair face.

Zhao Yan stopped, picked up the child, and stuffed it into the hand of the nearest passerby.

She had been unconscious for a long time, and her face and hands were facing the direction of the child just now. She must have thrown the child in her arms out at a critical moment.

Zhao Yan quickly checked his breathing and carotid artery pulse. The breathing was weak, and the arterial pulse was almost undetectable. The amount of bleeding was more than [-] milliliters by visual inspection, and the aorta was probably injured.

There was rain on his face and eyes, the rain and mist were misty, and the surrounding visibility was very low. Zhao Yan quickly shouted to the surroundings: "Call 120."

Throw off your shirt and start CPR.

He kept doing it, but his heart never recovered its regular spontaneous beating, and the rain flowed down his hair, neck, shoulders and outstretched arms to the woman's chest.

He didn't know when the ambulance would arrive. He urgently needed a defibrillator and cardioversion. He could feel the beating of the heart under his hands becoming more and more chaotic and weaker.

A life is slowly draining from under his hands...

A car light flashed from nowhere and shone on the woman's pale face. Zhao Yan recognized it immediately. This was the woman whose suitcase was taken by Assistant Jiang.