Chapter 613

The content is still simple and straightforward, "third brother."

"Damn it, retarded."

……

Ji Yunan's mobile phone image has been staying on the wechat interface. As soon as Mo Beiting's message was sent, he saw it.

“……”

The man holds his cell phone, purses his lips, raises his eyes, looks at the red light in the operating room, and looks at the word "mentally handicapped" on the screen.

After a while, he replied, "Damn, I'm really retarded."

“……”

"Damn you..."

After a series of ellipsis, it is estimated that Mo Beiting can't even find words to scold him, so he just sent it directly.

Ji Yunan also edited two words and sent them: "third brother."

This second back, "the other party has turned on friend verification, you are not his (her) friend, please send friend verification request first..."

Ji Yunan

what the fuck.

Mo Beiting, your uncle's.

In the corridor, someone came in a hurry with a mobile phone: "Sir, I found it, I found it, Rh negative blood type. I have a friend who is coming here immediately, 20 minutes."

Ji Yunan's mobile phone rang. He looked at the excited man with his mobile phone on his side and answered, "hello."

"Mr. Ji, the colleague who went to the hospital called to say that Xu tezhu was the Secretary of Shi, but they are out of danger now. Now they have been sent to the ordinary ward, so you don't have to worry."

Ji Yunan looked back at the operating room with the red light on. He held down the stack of money and asked in a calm voice, "has it been sent to the ordinary ward?"

"... yes."

That person doesn't understand the tone of Ji Zong. After hearing that they're OK, he gets cold and answers with a bit of trembling.

Who said that women's mind is the most difficult to guess, mingmingji's mind is more difficult to guess than women's mind.

"Who's in the hospital?"

"Secretary Fu beside you, I was going to let people from the public relations department go, but Secretary Fu said that when you are on a business trip, she has nothing to do in the office, just..."

It took Ji Yunan two seconds to remember who Secretary Fu was. Although Shi Sheng was transferred from the president's office by him, Fu Suian's sense of existence was still very low, so he did a job of running errands to make coffee.

"Her phone."

After that, Ji Yunan's response came over. This is a phone call for Fu Suian. I'm afraid he can't remember, "I'll send it to you."

"No, it's not."

There quickly reported a series of numbers, Ji Yunan "en" a, hung up the phone.

When he called Fu Suian in the past, he also collected the money on the armrest. In the man's puzzled eyes, he said, "let your friend go back."

The man: "no... don't save people?"

When he spoke, his eyes were still shining at the pile of money that Ji Yunan had put back into his wallet, hoping to grab it back directly.

Three thousand dollars.

It's not a small sum.

"I don't know the people inside. If you are kind-hearted and want to help others, please help yourself."

He said to leave, the man was anxious, blushing, neck thick yelled: "I spent so much effort to find, how can you not keep your word?"

He stretched out his hand to pull Ji Yunan, but he was held by two men in black who suddenly came out of which corner, "who are you?"

In a surprise, he drew back his hand and looked up again. Ji Yunan had already entered the elevator.

……

The door of the operating room opened, and the one who came out was the nurse just now. After scanning around, he easily found Ji Yunan standing in the elevator.

His temperament is hard to ignore.

The nurse hurriedly said, "Sir, please come over and sign. The patient has a history of diabetes. There may be a series of concurrent problems during the operation."

Ji Yunan said without expression: "if there are complications, you can go to her husband and tell me it's a hairy use."

The nurse was confused. Didn't she warn them not to be careless just now? Why is the painting style wrong in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that the elevator door was about to close, she came to stop him. The patient was still waiting to sign for help.

"Aren't you her husband? You signed the consent form just now. Life is at stake. Without a minute's delay, the patient will be more dangerous. "

Ji Yunan has no time to talk nonsense with her, because the phone has been through, Fu Suian slightly choked voice from the receiver, "Ji Zong."

"What's the ward number?"

Fu Suian followed Ji Yunan. He had made progress during this period of time. He was not directly confused by his mindless words and quickly reported the ward number.