Mo Duoduo sat on his seat and ate breakfast as if nothing had happened.
Colleagues have different opinions, and some are even making bets:
"Dean? How is it possible to come down? I have only seen him in big meetings in these years."
"Such a trivial matter has to alarm the dean? Do you think the dean is a kindergarten nursery? Are you always on call?"
"It's just a matter of scheduling. If it doesn't work, just apply again."
"How can a wage earner have to be picky? Today's young people are getting more and more outrageous."
"It's easy to say that no matter how much money you get, people are willing to pay less."
…
The more Ding Yun listened, the more it made sense, and her initially uneasy mind settled down again.
The hospital has always advocated that its own departments should resolve matters on their own, but she has never seen any department that needs to raise the issue of scheduling to the higher-ups.
This Mo Duoduo is so arrogant!
Before she could complain enough, the dean appeared at the door of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department office!
So fast! Eight minutes!
Even those colleagues who bet that the dean would come down did not expect that the dean would come so quickly!
The dean's office is on the top floor of the inpatient department!
Even if you don't have to wait for the elevator, it would take a normal person about fifteen minutes to get here.
How does the dean's chubby body manage to walk as fast as flying?
Ding Yun cheered and stood up, "Dean, why are you here?"
The dean's breath had not yet stabilized, and as if he had not seen Ding Yun, he walked to Mo Duoduo's desk with a kind smile on his face, "Doctor Mo, good morning! Did you encounter any problems?"
Mo Duoduo stood up and said calmly, "Good morning, Dean! I have no problem. It's our Director Ding who has something."
The dean smiled and said: "That's right! Then you go ahead and do your business first."
After speaking, he turned around and motioned to Director Ding to go out and talk.
Now, my colleagues couldn’t understand it even more.
But they all understand one thing, this Doctor Mo has a very complicated background and cannot be messed with.
The next day, a new director came to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and Ding Yun no longer acted as the director.
Now, colleagues were inexplicably afraid of Mo Duoduo, and even Zeng Ling stopped gossiping with her.
Mo Duoduo was helpless, but felt that it would be a matter of time.
Ever since I chose to transfer to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, I have been doing something special. Sooner or later, I will be treated differently.
At night, Mo Duoduo leaned on the bed and played with her mobile phone. She always felt that she had overlooked something.
Oh, by the way, Dongfang Han has not contacted me for more than 24 hours!
These days, they have never tried to go without contact for such a long time.
Opening the dialog box, it was still stuck on last night, when she and Li Tianming were having dinner, he replied: "Oh, I got it."
Are you angry?
Mo Duoduo pressed the video call button, but didn't get through.
After a while, Secretary Lin called, "Hello, madam! I have Boss's cell phone here and he is in a meeting. Is there anything you need me to convey?"
Mo Duoduo: "Oh, I have nothing to do, you can just be busy."
Busy and busy, two days passed again.
After dinner that day, Xiaobei said that he missed his father, and Mo Duoduo discovered that it turned out that they had been communicating through text messages for the past few days, and they hadn't made a video call in a long time.
So I clicked the call, but no one answered.
Mo Duoduo was wondering, but fortunately, he called five minutes later.
"I'm sorry for not paying attention to the time. It's still morning over there, right? I woke you up to sleep." Mo Duoduo saw that he was not very energetic leaning on the bed.
Dongfang Han: "It's okay, I'm already awake."
"Why do you look so bad? Are you sick?" It might be an occupational disease, but Mo Duoduo didn't look right.
Dongfang Han smiled, "Maybe it's because I didn't sleep well last night."
"I want to chat with dad." Xiaobei squeezed over, and Mo Duoduo handed him the phone. The two father and son chatted for a long time. When the phone came back to her hand, the video had been hung up.
Mo Duoduo sent a message: "Did things go smoothly? When will you return?"
Dongfang Han: "It's not going well. It may take about ten days."
Mo Duoduo: "Don't worry, pay attention to rest."
Dongfang Han: "Well, don't worry, I will take care of myself."
Dongfang Han pushed Gu Yanzhi's head away from his chest and put down his phone, "Get out! Stop peeking!"
Gu Yanzhi blinked his big curious eyes, "Is your wife a tigress? It scares you!"
tigress? No, it’s so gentle! Just knowing that he was injured would probably make Jinshan Temple full of tears.
Dongfang Han ignored him and looked at his hoisted feet irritably. He had been injured for a hundred days and had a fractured calf. How long would it take before he could go back?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at the culprit, "Why are you so stupid? Gu Yan'an is already so obviously crazy, and you still stimulate him?"
"How did I know!" Gu Yanzhi shouted, "Only a lunatic would do this kind of thing, in which you hurt the enemy a hundred times and hurt yourself a hundred times."
Dongfang Han twitched the corner of his mouth and sneered, "Thank you for calling me brother, I can't even understand the look I'm giving you, there's no tacit understanding! You're not as good as Secretary Lin!"
Gu Yanzhi felt so wronged, "I was so angry at that time, how could I have time to flirt with you?"
"Who is flirting with you? Get out! I'm going to bed." Dongfang Han looked disgusted at him.
However, Gu Yanzhi still smiled playfully and raised his arms hanging around his neck, "Who said we don't have a tacit understanding? You see, it's easy to get hurt! I have a broken hand, you have a broken foot, even if you go out and stand on the street, you can earn it. The dishes are full and the bowls are full!”
"If you want to be a beggar, go away and don't get involved with me." Dongfang Han's head still hurt, he closed his eyes and wanted to sleep.
Seeing this, Gu Yanzhi had no choice but to walk out of the ward.
As soon as the door closed, several people who were sitting in the living room stood up and said, "Mr. Gu."
Gu Yanzhi looked at Secretary Lin, "Have you visited Gu Yan'an today?"
Secretary Lin nodded, "I've seen it. The doctor said the brain stem is dead and there is no chance of waking up."
"It's good that he's not dead!" Gu Yanzhi gritted his teeth and promised his father that he would take care of him for the rest of his life, and he kept his word!
Damn it, I actually want to drag him to die with me! dream!
Thinking of what happened that day, Gu Yanzhi was still frightened.
At that time, Dongfang Han first realized what Gu Yan'an was doing, so he picked up the chair and smashed it against the floor-to-ceiling window, dragging him out and knocking him out.
In the end, I don’t know whether it was the powerful impact of the bomb or the chair that smashed the glass. There was a loud crackling sound, accompanied by scorching temperatures, and a bunch of things hitting me. I felt severe pain all over my body, and I lost consciousness.
When I woke up, I was already in the hospital.
The police said that fortunately, the bomb Gu Yanan bought on the black market was probably a copycat version with poor quality, otherwise, three scum would have been lost at such a close distance.
