Marriage sleepy: less power to pet lightly

Chapter 72 How Do You Know She Was Hurt?

Xue Qian, who was being hunted down, let out a loud cry like killing a pig, attracting Vice President Wang.

"What are you doing? Playing around during working hours, don't you want to work? Do you want to close the door of the hospital and let you open the door after you have had enough trouble!" the middle-aged Vice President Wang yelled and cursed.

The people present quickly flashed with their lunch boxes.

Xue Qian even ran faster than anyone else.

Song Zhiwei also wanted to follow, but as the vice president's "special attention object", how could she escape.

"Song Zhiwei, you dare to run away! As a doctor, you openly fight with your colleagues during working hours, which is simply dereliction of duty! You wrote me a 1-word self-criticism today, and I will see it on my desk tomorrow morning!" The vice president shouted angrily.

Ten thousand words?Does she still have to go to work?

"President Wang, I admit that my behavior was very inappropriate, and I promise that I will never do it again in the future. Can the review be ignored? I have surgery in the afternoon." Song Zhiwei begged in a low voice.

It's a pity that the vice president's heart is harder than a rock, and he refused straight away: "Ten thousand characters, even one less! Isn't it right now that you haven't had surgery yet? Hurry up and write!"

After speaking, he left with a big belly.

"Bah, I don't go to work in the afternoon, and you still say I'm dereliction of duty?" Song Zhiwei was so angry that she didn't dare to confront him face to face, but she had already cursed him a thousand and eight hundred times in her heart, "If you are so short, you will gain weight like a man, be careful to get fat Liver, burst blood vessels! You are not smart and bald, curse you to not have a single hair left!"

"Sister Wei, what did he ask you to do again?" Luckily, Xue Qian hadn't completely lost her conscience, and when she saw the vice president had left, she ran back again.

"The fat man asked me to write a [-]-word self-criticism and put it on his desk. He needs to read it at work tomorrow." Song Zhiwei gritted her teeth.

Xue Qian also followed her and scolded: "Does she think you are a typewriter? You can write thousands of words at every turn. You are getting more and more frenzied."

"You still have the face to say it!" Song Zhiwei transferred her anger to Xue Qian, "If it wasn't for your nonsense, how could I be caught by him?"

Xue Qian immediately apologized and said with a smile: "I didn't know that I would be bumped into by such a coincidence. Sister Wei, don't be angry. Isn't it only [-] words? I will write it for you!"

"Really?" Song Zhiwei narrowed her eyes with disbelief.

"Really." Xue Qian patted her chest and assured, "Review, I often write in school, the template has long been memorized, and I randomly pieced together on the Internet, and the [-]-character word was written quickly."

Song Zhiwei was still worried, "What if the fat man takes it seriously?"

Xue Qian "cut" and said, "You think too highly of the fat man, don't say [-] words, his mind will be muddled after reading [-] words, you didn't see that every time a document was sent from the higher-ups, he would ask his assistant to send it to you." Did he read the outline? He can't read it, he just wants to ravage you."

"Pay attention to your wording." Song Zhiwei glared at Xue Qian, "Anyway, it was you who caused the trouble, so I leave it to you to write the review."

"Okay." Xue Qian had a commanding "eunuch" face.

"Also, you made up rumors about me just now, you have to explain it to Sister Mei and the others," Song Zhiwei added.

"Explain what?" Xue Qian didn't seem to understand.

"Explain that I don't have a rich second-generation police boyfriend!" Song Zhiwei pinched Xue Qian hard, reminding her of what she said.

"Damn, it's really ruthless, it's getting more and more vicious." Rubbing her injured arm, Xue Qian said back without fear of death, "I didn't spread rumors, I did. Do you dare to say that Officer Cai is chasing you?"

"Then he's not my boyfriend either." Song Zhiwei clarified.

Xue Qian curled her lips, "It will be there soon."

"Never." Song Zhiwei told her seriously.

Xue Qian couldn't help but defend Officer Cai, "You won't refuse to accept him just because he's younger than you, will you? Sister Wei, I'm not saying you, you really should see a psychiatrist, what's the big deal. Look at that so-and-so female star, she found a husband who is many years younger than her in her second marriage, isn't she also very happy and sweet?"

Song Zhiwei interrupted her: "It's not because of age."

"Why is that?" Xue Qian asked with an expression of breaking the casserole.

"Because." Song Zhiwei originally wanted to say that she had another man, but after thinking about it, telling Xue Qian was equivalent to telling the whole courtyard. She didn't want to announce Wei Xuan's existence in such a way.

So she shook her head and said, "I just don't like him."

"Then let me ask you, do you hate him?" Xue Qian asked persistently.

Song Zhiwei shook her head again.

"That's fine." Xue Qian clapped her hands excitedly, "As long as you don't hate it, can feelings be cultivated slowly? Not all couples fall in love at first sight."

Song Zhiwei didn't want to continue discussing this topic with her, so she pushed her in, "In short, I don't need you to worry about my love life, and I don't need you to talk about it everywhere. Please write the review quickly, and I'll take care of it." Thank you. I almost ate the meal and it was cold."

Because of Xue Qian's "credit", everyone in the hospital looked at Song Zhiwei strangely, and made fun of her from time to time, making her feel very uncomfortable all afternoon.

Especially when everyone still didn't believe her words, no matter how she explained, others thought she was just shy and refused to admit it.

"Going to get off work is like participating in an emotional show. Everyone hopes that I will be 'taken away' soon." When it was time to get off work, Song Zhiwei didn't want to be "baptized" by other people's eyes, so she quickly changed her clothes and left.

As soon as she left the hospital, she received a call from Ye Jiaqi.

"Zhiwei, are you off work? Do you have time tonight?"

"Jiaqi, I just got off work, what can I do?" Song Zhiwei asked.

"Oh, it's like this. 'Bai Xue' has diarrhea again. It's not convenient for me to bring it to the hospital. Can you come to my house to see it? I'll treat you to dinner." Ye Jiaqi asked.

Song Zhiwei blurted out: "Oh, is your foot injury still not healed? Okay, I'll come right away."

Ye Jiaqi froze for a moment, "Zhiwei, how did you know that my foot was injured?"

Song Zhiwei was also stunned. Oh no, how did she say it?Ye Jiaqi will definitely wonder who told her, what should I do now?
"Um, I misremembered. A friend of mine just happened to have a foot injury. I was on a shift all day and my mind was not clear. I thought you were her." Song Zhiwei really couldn't think of any good excuses.

Fortunately, Ye Jiaqi accepted the statement: "So that's the case. Then I'll wait for you at home. Call me when you arrive."

"Okay." After hanging up the phone, Song Zhiwei heaved a sigh of relief.

She turned back to the hospital, took a medical kit and took a taxi to Ye Jiaqi's house.

(End of this chapter)