Chapter 147

Zhuo Yanbei opened his eyes and looked at the stack of information that He Wei had handed him. He didn't answer it.

"Mr. Zhuo, how about Would you like to have a rest first? " Seeing that he was still pale, He Wei hesitated for a moment and then said softly, "the vice president will come back next month, and Zhuo Dong is expected to come back as well..."

Zhuo Yan's eyes were clear and deep, and his voice was light: "give it to me."

When He Wei heard this, he handed the information to him. Until Zhuo Yanbei raised his hand to take it, he backed away: "Mr. Zhuo, I'll go back to the company first. You're injured. It's not convenient to take the phone. If you need anything, please let Dr. Mo contact me, or let Bai Nan contact me."

"I'm not disabled. I'm not." Zhuo Yanbei took a look at the data sheet in his hand, and his expression was calm.

He Wei nodded, turned his head and nodded to Dr. Mo, turned and walked out of the door.

Dr. Mo looked at the closed door. In a moment, he turned to see Zhuo Yanbei, who was silent and reading materials: "He Wei is a good assistant. He didn't graduate from Medical University. If he was a medical student, I would have poached him."

Zhuo Yan's northern color was light, and his cold eyes were looking at the data in his hand. His voice was cool: "your skill of digging people's corner is really unusual."

Dr. Mo thought that he poached a new intern's female assistant around Zhuo Yanbei two years ago and became his girlfriend for more than a year. Later, he blew up the story. He couldn't help laughing. He packed up the small medical equipment in the small medical box and said: "seriously, I haven't had time to ask you since I went to the hospital yesterday to pick you up until now. I've been busy dealing with your wound. The debridement operation in this city hospital is getting worse and worse. "

Zhuo Yanbei Qingjun's eyebrows moved slightly, and his eyes still fixed on the information in his hand: "your temperament is really disgusting in public hospitals."

Doctor Mo chuckles: "Hey, who can afford to open a private hospital? I'm afraid of being murdered by patients. In recent years, the doctor-patient relationship has become more and more serious, and it's not safe to be a doctor. It's the most profitable to be a private doctor with a boss like you. If I come to deal with a wound every day, that's a lot of money."

Hearing Zhuo Yanbei's sneer in his nose, Dr. Mo raised his eyebrows. Looking down, he saw that there were two stacked platinum rings on the table beside the bed. He directly reached out and took them up. After looking at them in his hands, he raised his eyebrows and said, "suela?"

"Is this the English name of the policewoman you asked me to check for you last time?" Dr. Mo said while looking at another ring: "Tut, I said, I grew up with you at least. Except that you were very dramatic and bloody five years ago, I really don't know anything about you, but these rings..."

He said and glanced at Zhuo Yanbei, who was always looking at the data sheet calmly: "this is the only accident I don't know?"

Zhuo Yanbei took a look at him and looked at the two rings in his hand.

"Accident?" His voice is low, after a while, light way: "perhaps."

Dr. Mo is even more handsome: "according to my usual treatment and examination of you, you should gradually recover some deep impression of memory, including the things you didn't remember when we were young. Now you should also have some impression, don't you?"

Zhuo Yanbei did not move his eyebrows, but turned his head and looked at him: "what do you want to say?"

"How much do you remember about this woman?" Doctor Mo put the ring in his hand and played with a smile.

Zhuo Yanbei didn't answer. He just looked at the ring. After a while, he moved the line and looked down at the data He Wei had brought: "Qiyang, aren't you claiming to cure all diseases?"

Mo Qiyang said with a smile: "how? What's the problem? "

"A woman's EQ, as always, has a big problem, what is the treatment?" Zhuo Yanbei's voice is very weak.

"As always?" Mo Qiyang looked at the man who had been shot and almost lost his life, but now he was calmly looking at the data: "these four words mean a lot, let me think about it..."

He said and looked at Zhuo Yanbei with a smile: "can the treatment procedure for your amnesia be over?"

Zhuo Yanbei's hand in turning the information page just stopped for a moment, then continued to turn the page again and again, without speaking.

"What time will it arrive tomorrow?" Zhuo Yanbei asked after a while.

"Tomorrow?" Mo Qiyang looked at him suspiciously: "tomorrow is still this time, about 10 am, what's the matter? What are the instructions? "

"Bring the painkillers." Zhuo Yanbei said again.

Mo Qiyang immediately frowned: "what painkiller do you take? It's a temporary cure, but not a permanent cure. You'd better stay at home... "

"I'll go to the company tomorrow."

“……”

"Remember to bring it."

"Zhuo Yanbei, don't think you're my boss now, I won't tell you. You're making fun of your own body. If you don't take your body seriously, can you believe me to smash all the money I've made from you these days in your face?"Zhuo Yanbei calms down. Mo Qiyang can only hear his shallow breathing.

"Do you really want to go to the company?" He thought and asked.

"Well."

Mo Qiyang sighed: "I reluctantly agree with you about leaving the hospital. After all, as long as you are out of danger, you can leave everything to me. But it's too dangerous for you to go to the company with such a heavy injury. I won't take the painkillers. After a while, when Bai Nan comes back with the nutriment, I will ask her to throw all the painkillers out of your home. Tomorrow morning, your wound will ache If you don't come, you don't plan to

Zhuo Yanbei raised his eyes and looked at him calmly.

After a while, he even compromise: "how many days to go out?"

"You can't see the wind for ten days and a half months. It will take at least two or three months for the wound to heal and return to the company for normal work. But after the wound has healed, it's OK for you to go back to the company occasionally for a meeting to deal with some things, but the premise is that you can't participate in any dinner or wine party in recent months. In this way, you can go back to the company occasionally in a month 。”

Seeing Zhuo Yanbei frowning, Mo Qiyang sighed: "it's five or six days since you were admitted to hospital. If there's any urgent meeting to be held and it's inappropriate to hold a video conference at home, it will be delayed for half a month. I'll try my best to make your wound surface heal faster in half a month. Is that ok? It's only half a month. You haven't had much rest in the past five years. Now your life is almost over. Half a month's rest is not too much, is it? "

Just then, Zhuo Yanbei's mobile phone suddenly rings on the single sofa in the bedroom. Mo Qiyang turns around and picks up the phone, takes a look at the number, and says with a smile, "your fiancee Han Yuling is calling. Do you answer?"

Zhuo Yanbei didn't speak, but when he saw a faint wrinkle between his eyebrows, Mo Qiyang picked up the phone and put it in his ear. He took the phone and walked out the door: "hello? Miss Han? Yan Bei was discharged from hospital yesterday morning. He has been sleeping since he was discharged. He just woke up for a few hours. He is in a bad condition and is resting. He can't answer the phone now. What's the matter with you? "

"Well, OK, I know. I'll take good care of him. Don't worry. I'm definitely more dutiful than a housekeeper. At least his life of Zhuo Yanbei can't be lost in my hands for the time being..."

"OK, OK, ok..."

"Don't worry, Miss Han..."

"Ah, when can I see him?"

"Well, Yan Bei, he needs a quiet rest at present. I know you are worried about him. Well, yes, my advice is to have a rest. "

"Yes, you can contact me at any time. I will tell Miss Han in detail about his recovery every day. OK, OK, ok..."

Until he hung up, Mo Qiyang walked back to his bedroom with a helpless smile: "should I double my salary?"

Zhuo Yanbei put a few pieces of A4 paper aside and looked down at him: "are you so short of money?"

Mo Qiyang laughed: "what do you say? You see, the employees of these two private hospitals want money for wages, all kinds of expenses and medical equipment. If I don't lack money, what kind of personal doctor can I run out to be for you? "

Zhuo Yanbei said with calm eyes: "since the burden is so heavy, if you make a price, it's better to transfer your two private hospitals which make a profit of at least 60 million or 70 million a year to Zhuoya group. It happens that Zhuoya plans to contact the medical industry in the past two years."

Mo Qiyang's eyelids lashed out: "you're a good pickpocket. You want to rob me of this small business. It's really black hearted. You deserve to have been tossed by the same woman for several times and almost died."

Zhuo Yanbei sighed and laughed: "Dr. Mo is poor, I always want to help."

"I'd better take back your helping hand. It's a mistake to know you all my life. I've never been able to make any money on you. Tut Tut, since you are born Yu, he Shengliang..."

Just then, the mobile phone that Mo Qiyang still held in his hand suddenly rang again.

He looked down at the name displayed on the mobile phone, and suddenly subconsciously raised his eyes to see Zhuo Yanbei.

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