Hey Sir, I'm Interested In Your Genes

"Then you can't let them divorce!" Zhou Li coughed slowly and stamped her cup on the table. "Ye Er has managed to live such a life now. She has nothing left after divorce! She's not yet 20 years old and says she's studying. If she's divorced, how can she read this book? Where does she live? "

"I'll give her a house, study for her, and buy her more real estate. If I have money, I'll give her more. Do you think it's ok?"

Zhou Li suddenly had a short circuit in her mind, smiled and said, "OK, as long as she has a place in her future life, she can do anything. I'm just worried that she will live a hard life again. "

Qingxu had already been sent back to his ward and wanted to talk to ye'er, but min hongshengjian would never agree with her to get out of bed again. Even if he wanted to thank ye'er, he would have to wait until he was better fed tomorrow. He felt that if Qingxu tossed again, it would not be Qingxu who entered the rescue room, it would be him.

He is too old to be like a young man. He can't afford to toss.

Qingxu was so bored lying on the bed that he took a paper and pen and drew disorderly on the table.

Thinking about the man in the afternoon, the disgusting man, he was a wandering singer with the same temperament. He had a liver yellow leather jacket. The wool hat on his head looked like it had been for some time, and the brim covered his eyebrows, but his eyes looked like cold-blooded animals, cold and with the smell of killing.

The beard on the face is a string of faces. Although it is not dense, it can still be seen.

The nose is very high and there is a hook on the tip of the nose. It looks like a foreigner.

That mouth, the upper lip is slightly thicker than the lower lip.

Chin, what does chin look like? Light Xu bored, min Hongsheng wanted to urge her to rest, walked over and asked softly, "light Xu, what are you painting?"

Light Xu small hand supported his chin, looked at the person with half a face on the paper, frowned, "boring, painting."

After Yun Hongwei was sent to the ward, Jiang Zhao forced Ye Er to go back to his room to sleep. Si Jie refused to go home alone, so Jiang Laiqing took him back to the villa where the army commander of Xingnan road lived.

Jiang Zhaohe made an appointment with the old president. After handling the matter, he went to the monitoring room and asked the staff to cooperate with him.

The old Dean couldn't hold on and went home early to have a rest.

When Jiang Zhao arrived at the monitoring room, it was almost twelve o'clock, and frames of pictures passed by. According to Ye Er's description, the man's head cover was pulled very deep, the liver yellow leather jacket, and there was a work card hanging on his chest?!

It's a hospital swaggering into. Jiang Zhao asked, "how many kinds of work cards are there?"

The technicians answered truthfully, "there are formal types of work and temporary types of work."

"Temporary?"

"Yes."

"Hum." Jiang Zhao said, "isn't it now that the labor law has abolished temporary workers?"

Technicians don't know how to flatter. They are honest technicians, so they always work overtime and others are always promoted. "But isn't the single P position of the government divided into regular workers and temporary workers? To put it another way, it's just a legal violation of labor law. "

Jiang Zhao has an identity wherever he goes. No matter who he is, he will always sell him some face. Even if the old president here doesn't want to show him monitoring, he is harmonious and pleasant, but in the end, as long as he takes a tough attitude, he can't beat him. The young man seems to be a green head. He is a little brave to say such words.

"That's different, too." How can Jiang Zhao admit that the difference between inside and outside the establishment is the same as that between regular and temporary workers?

"Different? Any difference? The fundamental difference between regular workers and temporary workers is the different treatment, and the treatment inside and outside the establishment is also different. Academic achievement is calculated by scores and ranking, and work achievement is calculated by salary. "

Jiang Zhao asked again, "is the man's work card on the picture formal or temporary?"

After the technician zoomed in, the picture was not clear, "I can't see it clearly, because the biggest difference between our formal and temporary is that one is blue font and the other is green font. There is a plastic cover outside the work card, which is a little reflective, and I can't see the color clearly."

Jiang Zhao touched his chin. "Where did he get this work card?"

"If it's a murderer, it's probably stolen, robbed, or found a fake certificate on a telegraph pole. It cost 20 yuan to do it temporarily."

When Jiang Zhao looked at the picture, he really moved forward a little and put it very slowly. As soon as the work card shook, the technician stuck and zoomed in. After listening to the technician's solemn answer to his guess, he felt that this man was very suitable for technology. He didn't know how to be a smooth man. He spoke one and two. He didn't flatter him because he was a persimmon head, A very good technician, "have you ever thought about changing your job?"

"If I have a job with better pay and stability, I will change."

Although Jiang Zhao and the technician have been chatting, they both look at the screen very seriously, "what a real comrade."

"Well, the party taught us to seek truth from facts!"

"Have you joined the party?"

"No, anyway, I don't enter the machine 0 off unit. Why do I join the party?"

"Stop!" Jiang Zhao shouted, and the technicians immediately controlled the picture.

Jiang Zhao looked back at the man and enlarged the picture. He still couldn't see all his looks. He pulled his head deep and didn't say. He walked with his head down.

Tune out the video of Ye Er's wrong medicine infusion.

The nurse took the elevator from the underground parking garage. The license plate was blocked. She directly entered the nurse's room, then pushed a two-story trolley into Ye Er's room, and finally went directly to the underground parking lot. She didn't even change her nurse's clothes. When the car came out of the hospital, it was not a pink nurse's suit. It should have faded or someone else picked it up.

But look at that figure, it's not as tall as a woman, but the nurse's uniform is just right on her.

"Our hospital doesn't have such a tall nurse." The technician said.

When Jiang Zhao heard the technician say this, he finally affirmed that Ye Er's life was in danger at any time, and someone wanted her life at any time!

Who is this man?

Today, the man entered ye'er's room, retreated again, and knocked on the door. That's weird. What's the connection? Maybe the nurse was deliberately pinching when walking, but after zooming in, the same two heads were placed in front of her. One person's skin was whiter and one person's skin was much darker.

Not the same person!

Jiang Zhao thought of these bursts of cold in his heart. The wind grew crazy. He was a little restless. He tortured part of him into the plate and took it away.

When he returned to ye'er's ward, he reached out and touched ye'er's nose. He was angry. He felt that he was too sensitive.

He went to the duty room and told Yun Hongwei to inform him quickly if there was any situation.

When he returned to ye'er's ward, he locked the door, took a bath and went to bed.

Jiang Zhao just came out of the bathroom and wanted to sleep with Ye Er. He was down-to-earth with her. Before he got into the bed, the door was patted. Qingxu shouted outside the door, "Jiang Zhao, Jiang Zhao, open the door and do me a favor. I drew a picture. Do me a favor!"