Chapter 19

At the door of the hospital, Jing Haozhi rushed inside.

He asked for leave in the morning, who knew that the hospital had an emergency patient, so he had to take charge of the operation, so he had to hurry to come.

"Dr. well." Face to face, someone blocked his way.

Looking at the time on his watch, he was sure that it was still time for him to stand firm: "Mr. Qiao."

He didn't expect to meet Qiao yunmo here.

Qiao yunmo has always been famous for his cold face, but his coldness only means that he doesn't pay attention to others. This time, Jing Haozhi clearly reads hostility in his eyes.

He knew exactly where the hostility came from.

"Mr. Qiao, I still have an operation. If there is nothing particularly important..."

"Dr. Jing is really a busy man." Originally should be a compliment, Qiao yunmo just said 12 points of irony.

Well Hao did not answer, slightly nodded his head, raised his feet to go.

"Stop." Again, he was stopped.

Jing Haozhi is a little unhappy. The hospital is a solemn and sacred place. He doesn't want to cause any bad disputes here because of himself.

Qiao yunmo stood in front of Jing Hao and looked at him coldly: "I advise doctor Jing to finish his duty well and don't interfere in other people's housework."

As soon as his voice fell, his eyes moved to another place: "well, doctor Jing, you can leave."

Jing Hao's sneer, such a defiant style, is worthy of Qiao yunmo.

This time, no one stopped him.

After a few steps, he could not bear to turn back: "does Mr. Qiao always feel that what he thinks is right, and never regret it?"

In response, Qiao yunmo strode away from his back.

"Dr. well." A little nurse trotted over, "the dean asked doctor Jing to go up quickly."

Well Hao's gentle return one smile: "good, this went up."

Looking back and looking at the direction of the gate, the figure of the man has disappeared.

The voice of the little nurse's urging sounded again, and Jing Haozhi did not continue to delay.

In the final analysis, his last words were just for Ling Yan's injustice.

Wen Lunan's family.

She was about to make a phone call when Qiao yunmo entered the gate.

"Cloud ink." Wen Lunan stood up from the sofa and went up.

Qiao Yun Mo took off his coat, and Yu Guang glanced at Wen Lunan's hand.

He leaned slightly, his long arm stretched out, and his coat had been hung on the hanger at the entrance.

"The doctor didn't ask you to calm down after the operation. Just sit down." With these words, Qiao yunmo changed his shoes and helped Wen Lunan to sit down.

"I don't have that much money." She was proud of what she said.

After leaving Qiao's villa that day, she had been looking for Qiao yunmo because of her discomfort, and finally forced him to live nearby, which was the house left by Qiao yunmo's parents.

She just enjoys being cared about by Qiao yunmo. Ling Yan, the woman, doesn't expect to get any chance.

Thinking of this, she suddenly thought of something like: "it's Ling Yan. How is her body recovering now? It's all my fault. I have nothing to tell her what uncle Ling is doing."

Hearing the name of "Lingyan", Qiao yunmo kneaded his temple subconsciously: "it's none of your business. You can take good care of yourself."

"But..."

"Mr. Qiao." Outside the door, there was a quick knock.