My stunning beauty secret agent wife

Chapter 342 Departing from Country T (23)

Because of the man in suit pants, the three of them were a little disappointed and got up and went back to the ward.

Back in the ward, Chen Siyan said to Wei Xueqing: "Sister Xueqing, I was just joking, I don't want a car."

"It's okay!" Wei Xueqing said with a smile: "It happens that I want to change the car too. If you like it, I will give it to you. I just happen to change the car too."

"No, no, no! No, I'm just talking casually, absolutely not!" Chen Siyan kept shaking her head.

Although she lived in poverty since she was a child, both the dean and Yang Chen educated Chen Siyan so that she would not accept other people's charity.What's more, it's such a precious thing.

"It's okay, I'm going to change cars anyway." Wei Xueqing frowned.

Chen Siyan still shook her head.

Yang Chen said: "Forget it, the car is too expensive, let's talk about it later."

Wei Xueqing really discovered what it means to gather things together and divide people into groups. Yang Chen and Chen Siyan really seemed to be carved out of the same mold, even the virtue of not accepting others' kindness is exactly the same.

"Okay, okay! Then don't talk about it now, we'll talk about it after you get your driver's license." Wei Xueqing reluctantly compromised.

Chen Siyan nodded, hehe giggled.

Yang Chen looked at her, and couldn't help but rubbed Chen Siyan's short hair.

In the afternoon, Yang Chen felt that there was nothing wrong, so he moved out of the intensive care ward.

Originally, he wanted to arrange an advanced ward with a single room for Yang Chen, but Yang Chen refused.

He is very clear about his own position. He is a civilian, and he is a soldier. He is a soldier of the people, not a bourgeois soldier who enjoys material life, so he prefers to be in an ordinary ward.

Besides, it's not a serious illness for him, he's getting better anyway, it's the same everywhere.

They couldn't be more stubborn than Yang Chen, so they had no choice but to move to Ward 302 on the third floor.

In the three-person room in the ward, a little girl had her arm burned, and a middle-aged man burned his body when he drank while eating hot pot.

Although the cleanliness and smell in the room are not very good, this feeling makes Yang Chen feel at ease.

On the other side, Emperor View Garden.

The house is already under construction, but Ye Xin is not here.

Far away in Country T, Bangkok, a tall figure walked out of the airport and got into a car that had been waiting here in advance.

Ye Xin had to come.

There was news from the professor yesterday. After he talked with the people there, a "good news" came!
After negotiation, they gave a five-day delay, which meant that Ye Xin could be given another five days.

Hearing this sentence, Ye Xin scolded this group of people over and over in his mind, which was simply too hard-hearted.

Therefore, today she could only hide the truth from Yang Chen, and rushed to Bangkok, hoping to investigate the whereabouts of Shangrui and Shangxi in the shortest possible time, and report to them.

Arriving at the hotel arranged in advance, Ye Xin and Sun Yue met.

Because Ye Xin's current identity may have been exposed, she must act cautiously, while Sun Yue is responsible for Ye Xin's safety and secretly protecting her.

"How is it? Is anyone following you?" Ye Xin asked while packing her things.

Sun Yue looked outside, closed the door, and began to check every corner of the room.

"No! So far no one has been found following." Sun Yue said.

Ye Xin paused for a moment and asked, "Do you think this matter has anything to do with Liu Chengpeng's matter?"

Sun Yue paused, nodded, and said in a deep voice, "I have always suspected this, but I have never found out who the traitor is."

"If there is no traitor?" Ye Xin said.

Sun Yue was taken aback, frowned and said, "You mean..."

Ye Xin shook the phone and handed it to Sun Yue.

Sun Yue's eyes widened, and she nodded to express her understanding.

Ye Xin suspected that her mobile phone was being monitored.

Although it is said that the mobile phone she uses is specially customized, and she has never left her with her, but this possibility is still indispensable.

Immediately, Sun Yue went to the guest room and began to check the phone.

Ye Xin is also packing up her things, preparing for this afternoon's action.

According to the information, it is said that Shangxi once walked around the East Street, and according to the street video, Ye Xin did find someone who looked like Shangxi.

Shangxi appeared three times in total, each time separated by two days.

The time is probably around nine to ten o'clock in the evening.

So, now that Ye Xin is ready, all she has to do is wait.

……

night.

Ward.

The big brother next to him has been bragging with Yang Chen.

"Let me tell you, Brother Ha, in the Ningchuan territory, no one dares to refuse me if I call out. You know, just say that I am hospitalized, and the director of the department will open a ward for me and wait for me. How can ordinary people do this?" What kind of treatment! Brother, I think you just turned around, did you come from the corridor?"

Yang Chen smiled slightly, nodded, and didn't answer.

"See, this is the gap! It's cheaper for you in the corridor, but the treatment is different. If it weren't for the lack of wards, who would live in the corridor! Now, as soon as there is a hospital bed, you will immediately transfer over. Explain. , We are not short of this little money, the most important thing is to be able to get well. But a big hospital like the First Affiliated Hospital is full almost every day, and it is almost impossible for you to be hospitalized!" The middle-aged man Still chattering.

Yang Chen felt that his ears were about to callus.

"I'm telling you, brother, from now on, remember my phone number, and if this kind of thing happens again, call me!" The middle-aged man seemed to feel that he had said something wrong, so he quickly said, "I didn't mean to be hospitalized." Ha, who is okay to be hospitalized every day? I mean, there are other things. For example, if you want to get a temporary residence permit or apply for low-rent housing, these are all possible. In addition, if someone in your family is hospitalized in the future, I can get you the intensive care unit."

Seeing that Yang Chen didn't pay attention to him, the middle-aged man said: "Don't believe me, at first they let me live in the high-grade ward, I didn't want to go there, I just transferred here."

Yang Chen was helpless.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the last wave of ward rounds.

There was a noisy movement outside, and it seemed that many people had come.

At this time, the door was pushed open, and a gray-haired man walked in.

Seeing Yang Chen, he immediately sat up and prepared to get out of bed.

The white-haired man hurried up, stopped Yang Chen and said, "You don't need to get out of bed, you don't need to get out of bed, you just lie on the bed and have a good rest. I happen to be in the hospital today. I know you're here, so I came to see you."

Behind him is a group of attending doctors, directors, head nurses, and many nurses in the dermatology department.

"Didn't I say I asked them to arrange you in the special care ward? There are several nurses specially arranged for you, and it's convenient to take care of you. Why didn't you go, and came here to squeeze the ward with others?"

Yang Chen couldn't help but smiled wryly, and said: "It's okay, I'm just used to this."

The middle-aged man on the side was a little puzzled, he recognized the attending doctor and the head nurse behind the dean, why did they all follow?

He couldn't help asking: "Brother, this is..."

Before Yang Chen could introduce him, the white-haired man introduced himself: "I am the dean of our First Affiliated Hospital, how is your recovery? Are you satisfied with the medical conditions in our hospital?"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man collapsed on the bed, he was extremely surprised, and looked at Yang Chen in disbelief.

What is the identity of this young man, so that the dean can come to express condolences in person?

(End of this chapter)