The nurse was stunned: "ah! ... well, you'd better discuss with the president! "

"This is my decision, it has nothing to do with her. Bring me the agreement, and I'll sign it now. "

The little nurse could not resist the tough request of the cold Baron, "Oh."

When the nurse brought the organ donation agreement to him, the cold Lord really signed his name without saying a word.

When Yan Zhengling came out of the meeting, the nurse handed the agreement to her.

Yan Zhengling looked at the conclusion of the donation agreement, and the words "Zhan hanjue" were written in a fluent and natural way.

All at once she was furious.

Fiercely with the agreement came to the ward of the warlord and threw the agreement on his face. "What are you doing?" he asked

Warlord calmly took down the agreement on his face. Then he looked at Yan Zhengling and said, "I don't want you to stop his treatment because I can't afford to pay the medical fee when you are in the middle of the treatment. If that's the case, it's better not to give him hope at first. "

Yan Zhengling said: "you put your heart into your stomach. I can cure the strong grass, not only for nothing, but also for success and not for failure." Remember that the website m.luoqiuzw.com

is stunned. "Why?"

I don't know why, I always feel that she is so kind to Jincao, not to want to support him so simply.

Yan Zhengling laughed mischievously: "because I like you, and he saved your life. I love my dog, can I? "

His face was covered with frost.

Yan Zhengling snatched the donation agreement, tore it into pieces and threw it into the garbage can.

Then looking at his gloomy face, he explained solemnly, "I treat Jincao for free because Jincao has research value as a vegetable. It's none of your business, so you don't have to think you owe me. "

Zhan hanjue: "his mood is really controlled by her. Sometimes it's rainy and rainy, sometimes it's bright and beautiful like spring.

Three days later, Lord Zhan was discharged from hospital.

The strong grass is not out of danger.

Before leaving the hospital, Zhan hanjue went to the intensive care unit in sterile clothes to have a look at Jincao. Seeing that the doctor was trying to rescue Jincao, he felt a warm throb in his heart.

As expected, the female devil was right. He didn't pay a cent of the medical expenses, but Huanya had already started the active treatment of Jincao.

When he returned to the dormitory, the fishermen saw him one by one as if they saw a ghost. They were afraid of him.

Only a tong stood far away to say hello to him.

"Ah Yue, are you well?"

Lord Zhan's face was overcast. Nodding perfunctorily, "well."

A tong threw his dormitory key to him from afar and said, "ah Yue, the leader has assigned you a dormitory. Those fishermen said that the president is particularly good to you because you are on good terms with her. They also said that you can't cure the infectious disease. Keep me away from you, or they won't play with me

Zhan hanjue picked up the key on the ground and ignored Anton. Instead, he turned and walked to his dormitory.

Opening the door of the dormitory, Zhan hanjue was very surprised. The room inside was not only open, but also clean. He was in a better mood.

He sat in bed, idling through his cell phone.

At this time, we found that he had several missed calls. The number is a strange number, because the other party made nine calls in a row, and the cold Lord couldn't choose to ignore it.

He called back to the other party, who almost immediately picked up the call.

"Uncle, how did you call me back?" Tong Bao's clear and crisp voice rang with a point of complaint and grievance.

"I'm sorry, Tong Bao, uncle has been delayed these days. I didn't play with you. "

With a cry in his voice, Tong Bao said, "uncle, do I miss you? Where are you? "

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