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Yang Fan thought that if he didn't agree, he had to agree, and if he didn't go, he had to go, so he thanked him for this, and he was sincere at him, and he had to go to this meal.

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Zhong Qing has been busy for a week, and the affairs of the new students are all over, but these new students have finished class, and they are just a college student who has just graduated from college, and they can't be a guide for these students, they can only be their classroom teachers.

He feels that this is all the opening side of the school, if it were not for his excellent grades, this school would not have applied for his own at all, after all, he had no background, nor did he have any background, all by virtue of his own excellence, all by virtue of his own prominence, he attracted the attention of the school leaders, and let himself come to this school as a class 000 teacher.

This is his favorite job, this is his favorite profession, whether it is a classroom teacher or their instructor, he will do his job very seriously.

Zhong Qing feels that his daily life is very fulfilling, looking at these energetic students, looking at these students full of ideals and ambitions, he is full of confidence, he believes that he will be able to make these students graduate smoothly and never miss the subject.

Yang Fan was busy in the hospital every day, there were several surgeries waiting for him every day, and every day he watched those patients stretch their brows, and looked at the smiling faces of the families of those patients, Yang Fan's heart was particularly satisfied.

This is his wish, he sincerely hopes that no one in this world is sick, no one is afflicted by illness, and everyone lives happily.

Time passed quickly, it was the weekend in a blink of an eye, and today was resting, but Yang Fan was not as lucky as him, still busy in the hospital, but I was glad that there was no patient doing it today.

Yang Fan sat in the office and heard the mobile phone tick, he opened the mobile phone and saw that it was WeChat sent by Yang Zhou, and after clicking on it, it clearly said, "Don't forget that at five o'clock in the evening today, the second floor of Jinding Building, clothes and cars have been prepared for you, if you don't want to drive my assistant, you can send it, don't forget to attend on time." After that, it was accompanied by two smiley faces.

Yang Fan turned off his mobile phone, saw that the time was still early before five o'clock, looked at the patient's case sent by the doctor just now, and before he knew it, it was already 4:00, and this time. His phone rang, an unfamiliar number.

He remembered the last time Wei Pet called him, it was an unfamiliar number, but it was not this number, Yang Fan's memory was very good, as long as he read it once, whether it was numbers or words, he could remember it.

At this time, Yang Fan did not know whether the call was from the patient or Wei Pet, and just when he hesitated and didn't know whether to answer it, the phone hung up.

He took off his white coat and put on his suit, just like walking outside the building, and when he came to the parking lot, he looked at a man in a black suit with a very serious expression standing there.

As soon as this person saw Wei Pong coming over, he hurriedly greeted him and said respectfully: "Young Master, the eldest young master wants me to pick you up." His voice was not loud, but Yang Fan was still afraid that others would hear him and looked left and right, fortunately there was no one, and then a sharp eye passed over. _

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