After losing the horse, the full-level boss was forced to hang up on the hot search

Chapter 25 Second Rescue Rong Rong

Chun Nu, who was deeply resentful, huddled in the corner and watched them eat, frowned, then looked at her wedding dress, and frowned even tighter: "..."

Xihua took a stick of butter.

The raw milky butter, which was originally milky white and yellowish, was roasted until it was transparent and slightly burnt, and was brushed over and over again with the secret sauce, making it look shiny, stained with cumin and some unknown spices that were crushed into powder, with it The heat exudes an irresistible fragrance.

It is a bit difficult to roll it down in one bite, the butter is tightly wrapped on the stick during the roasting process.

The taste is salty and slightly spicy, the taste is distinct and well integrated, the taste is slightly crisp, with a slight cracking feeling.

After eating one, he raised his eyebrows and said, "The two shows you participated in were his works?"

Yan Qingmu took a wet towel, crossed the table subconsciously, and gently wiped the grease from the corners of her mouth.

As for Xihua, she subconsciously leaned back, and didn't really like others being so close to her.

Yan Qingmu glanced at her hand, but she didn't feel embarrassed at all. She said in a deep voice, "The competition within the TV station is fierce. He is a newcomer, and he does everything by himself. I didn't expect that the first episode of the show that he made would be overwhelmingly popular. It was huge. As a result, in the second issue, he used the excuse that his seniority would affect the stickiness of the show, and changed the director’s name to the brother-in-law of the leader of his own faction.”

"The best variety shows that Yunguo is doing now are all planned by him. But the situation is the same every time. Then he throws the mediocre shows to him. It's a good name, value it."

Isn't this becoming someone else's shooter?
Xihua tutted lightly: "I can still bear it."

Yan Qingmu understood and said: "Bonuses, positions, he didn't treat him badly. Those are foxes, who know how to handle an ordinary person's seven inches. If you go to another unit, the situation may not change, you can only bear it."

Xihua thought about it.

A creative genius who can soar to the sky as long as he has the opportunity, maybe she can use it!

Yan's admiring and seductive eyes lightly fell on her face, and slowly raised a curve.

Xihua thought that he would know something about killing monsters, but in fact, he didn't ask a word until he sent him to her home.

Such a sense of proportion is pretty good.

Early the next morning, Lan Ting came to pick her up and went to Rong's house.

Uncle Rong waited at the gate in person.

The expression was very respectful: "Miss Mu, I'm really sorry, it's my negligence that caused my father's illness to die again and again, and I have to trouble you to make another trip."

Xi Hua said lightly: "It's okay."

Her footsteps were unhurried, but full of power, so that the well-known uncle Rong in the mall did not dare to urge him, and only respectfully walked half a step behind her.

Seeing Xihua enter the ward, everyone stood up: "Miss Mu."

Without the illegitimate brother and sister making trouble, the atmosphere is good.

The little girl from the Rong family who studied medicine looked at her with bright eyes.

Xi Hua nodded, and felt the pulse of Mr. Rong who had another "2" on his head.

There was no expression from beginning to end.

After a while, he said, "Prepare for surgery."

Lan Ting's words were calm and steady, and he looked at the other three white coats: "I'll be the deputy, and you guys will help."

Just do what nurses do.

However, these three authoritative experts who can be named in the world did not show any expression of resignation.

"Ok!"

Everyone in the Rong family didn't have the slightest doubt or hesitation this time, because they saw with their own eyes that the old man went from having difficulty breathing to being able to cook and eat by himself in just three days. This is something that these authorities can't do!
So, all of them left the ward at once.

The expression is solemn and carte blanche: "Father, please leave it to a few."

The beauty of the rich is that the surgery can be done at home.

The sky, just like the first day she came, was gray and white.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The people waiting outside felt like years.

The people inside are competing with the god of death.

The three white coats were stunned to see a teenage girl neatly operating a scalpel.

Lan Ting watched every step of her without blinking eyes, and had to admit that a teacher is a teacher.

Even if the leather is changed, even if it is gone for 60 years, it is still the most powerful guy.

evening.

All the thin clouds in the sky dispersed, and the sunset glow was as bright as silk, dyeing the air into a thin orange.

When people look at it sideways, they feel that their mood suddenly becomes brighter.

The door of the operating room opened.

The expressions of the three white coats were still in shock.

Lan Ting looked proud.

As for the chief surgeon, his expression was calm, but his face looked a little tired, and there was a bewitching redness in the corners of his eyes.

The younger generation who saw it were stunned for a while: "..."

Standing on the second floor, Lan Ting said in a calm and majestic voice: "The operation went well."

The Rong family breathed a sigh of relief.

Uncle Rong knew that the operation was very energy-intensive. This time the operation lasted for seven or eight hours, so he must be very tired.

I didn't say any more polite words, and hurried forward and said: "You guys have worked hard, the guest room has been arranged, let's take a rest in the dormitory first!"

Lan Ting waved his hand: "She's not used to staying outside, I'll take her back first. You take good care of Lao Rong." Handed him a prescription, "Eat on time, I'm still waiting for him to come and have a toast with me!"

The Rong family was shocked.

With such a major operation, you can go out to the banquet after [-] days of rest?
If this sentence was said by someone else, they must feel that the other party was making fun of the old father's body in order to become famous.

But it was Dean Lan, the world's medical authority, who spoke... so convincing.

Sent the two out.

Watching Xihua get into the car.

Uncle Rong pulled Old Man Lan and said, "Uncle Lan, please bring us to our house some other day to thank you in person!"

Lan Ting's eyes were bright and sharp: "Don't worry, you have to thank her, and you can just take care of her as your own junior in the future."

Uncle Rong solemnly assured: "The benefactor of the Rong family should do everything!"

Lan Ting nodded with satisfaction: "Next month will be your Rong Group's centennial celebration. If you invite me and our girl Mu, then don't invite people from the Bai family."

After speaking, he smiled, got in the car and left.

Uncle Rong naturally understood what he meant.

She has a quarrel with the Bai family, and if she wants to thank her, she should suppress the Bai family!
The Rongbai family often cooperated, but it was always the Bai family who begged them.

In order to save the benefactor, he must suppress the Bai family.

Just a little thing.

The difficult operation is really exhausting.

Especially the physical strength of this body is not very good. It was past three o'clock when I got home after supper last night, and I didn't sleep for a long time. I was highly concentrated for a few hours, and I felt like my head was about to explode when I relaxed.

I can't fall asleep in bed.

I got up and gave myself two needles.

Relieved a little, but still can't sleep.

Just in time, Yan Qingmu knocked on your door.

I wanted to ask her if she wanted to go for a walk, but when I opened the door, I saw that her face was a little pale and tired, with a few silver needles stuck in her head.

A little surprised: "What's wrong?"

Xi Hua pinched her forehead, her tone was a little irritable: "Headache."

Yan Qingmu couldn't help but frowned: "Did you waste your energy today?"

Xi Hua nodded and threw herself on the sofa.

Yan Qingmu stared at him: "My massage technique is not bad, do you want to try it?"

(End of this chapter)