Chapter 130： bad luck

Yan Zhixu followed his gaze and caught a glimpse of the little nurse's disgusting face.

She raised her hand, tapped him on the shoulder, and lifted her foot away.

His woman friend had just lost a little fangirl.

Sheng Jinyun: ? ? ? ?

Confused, not sure why.

"Walking in the corridor during work hours, you seem to be very busy." Suddenly, a low voice sounded behind him.

Sheng Jinyun's body was stiff, his heart was already vomiting blood, he turned around and saw Fu Shimo standing behind.

He was wearing a white lab coat, with one hand in his pocket, as if he was going for a ward round, with a stethoscope hanging around his neck.

The breath of the whole body is restrained and lustful, but at the same time, the sense of oppression also swept over.

Sheng Jinyun was highly nervous, "Very free? That's definitely your illusion. I'm actually very busy."

He wasn't wrong at all, he was really busy.

There are many surgeries to be performed every day, and many babies are waiting for him to deliver.

He is a big man who works in the obstetrics and gynecology department every day, which is very stressful.

Fu Shimo's eyes were cold, "I didn't see that you were very busy."

It may be that there is too much free time, so there is time to run around in various departments.

He raised his hand and pushed the frame of his glasses, "This month's bonus is gone."

Leaving a sentence, he lifted his foot and passed Sheng Jinyun, and walked straight to the ward where Yan Shilin was.

Sheng Jinyun who stayed in place: "..."

Covering the position of her heart, she looked sad.

What kind of **** bad luck is he today? Bankruptcies in one day.

Cary didn't have much balance in the first place, and his bonus was deducted, which made his already poor life even worse.

After a few seconds of grief, he took a deep breath to clear up his mood and walked out of the inpatient department.

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in the ward.

Yan Zhixu pushed open the door and entered, and the few people who were still talking in the ward stopped talking.

Nan Wenshu had an eagerness on her face, "Ah Xu, what did President Fu say?"

She looked at the old man Yan, her tone was calm, and there was a hint of joy in her eyes.

"It's almost the time to receive treatment, and there is no serious problem, and it will recover soon."

Nan Wenshu was surprised and delighted, "Ah Xu, did you hear it or understand it wrong?"

This sentence was just asked, but Yan Zhixu hadn't answered yet, and Yan Shilin, who was lying on the hospital bed, was the first to say unhappy.

"How could Ash hear wrong?"

After shouting this sentence in a rage, he looked at Yan Zheng who was standing beside the bed, "Xiaofu said that my health is fine, so hurry up and buy me a spicy hot pot and come back."

He has been eating meals in the hospital for almost two years.

Jiu'an's food has no choice, it is delicious, and the nutrition is balanced, but he always feels that he is not used to not having any peppers.

Yan Zhixu leaned against the wall, ruthlessly crushing Yan Shilin's beautiful fantasy, "Grandpa, you can't eat spicy food."

The old man's body is still very weak, and these things must not be touched until he fully recovers.

Hearing her daughter's statement, Yan Zheng didn't bother to ask Yan Jinxiu's opinion.

He directly said, "Dad, Ash said, you can't eat spicy food."

No one in the ward was willing to stand on his side, and Yan Shilin felt unhappy and aggrieved in his heart.

He hasn't eaten spicy food for a long time, and he is about to forget what chili tastes like.

But you can't lose a battle if you lose anything, and Yan Shilin glared back.

"You said it yourself, this is what A Xu said, not from Xiao Fu's mouth. Xiao Fu is the doctor, but not A Xu!"

The old man's voice was fierce and powerful, and he was full of anger and anger.

"Crack-"

Suddenly, the door of the ward was pushed open from the outside.