Master of medicine

Zhao Shihao's spirit is extremely corrupt, and can't make Mo Tianjiao's heart rise to any waves. No love, no hate. She has never loved this man, of course, she won't have the idea of hating him.

In her eyes, Zhao Shihao must be a poor man, an old man who entered the old age ahead of time due to the attack of poisonous insects. To him, Mo Tianjiao was more of a spontaneous sense of regret.

"Sorry, that's all I can do." Mo Tianjiao holds a note with a prescription in her hand, dancing with the wind of Niu Xieyu. The only reason for doing so is to fulfill her guilt for Zhao Shihao. If he insists on not accepting it, she has no way.

Zhao Shihao was so angry that he didn't know Mo Tianjiao's kindness at all. In his eyes, if a woman could use such a means to him, he couldn't believe it any more. He pointed to her and scolded with trembling: "cheap woman, roll for me. The farther you roll, the better."

The fiercer he scolded, the more he let Mo Yuejiao's guilt lighten. He kept his umbrella gracefully and quietly in the cold wind, like a lily in the rain, noble and dignified.

"You can hate me or scold me, but you can't help believing my original intention to come to you. This piece of paper records the method of treating a disease. If you don't want to treat a disease, I don't have any way." Mo Tianjiao tries hard to calm Zhao Shihao. Her tone is very peaceful.

After his rage, Zhao Shihao fell into pain, covered his face and cried, "how can you do this to me? I love you so much!"

Crying and covering her face in the rain, she slowly kneels down in front of Mo Tianjiao. At this moment, Mo Tianjiao is really touched, but it has nothing to do with love, it has something to do with sympathy.

The rain is falling more and more heavily. Zhao Shihao has been drenched inside and outside for a long time. He kneels indifferently and cries bitterly. His tears, together with the rain, have long been indistinguishable, which makes people present really moved.

"Shihao, you will find a better one." Mo Tianjiao is emotional and says to Zhao Shihao that she is an easy emotional person. In the face of Zhao Shihao's pain, she should comfort her.

Zhao Shihao didn't speak. He was just crying. His shoulders stirred. He knelt on the muddy ground. He was already wet, but he didn't feel it.

Mo Tianjiao looks at Zhao Shihao, who is crying like a child. She knows that she can't persuade him any more. She has been in contact with this guy for a period of time and gives her the most impression that he is stubborn and conceited.

"This is a prescription for your illness. You can believe it or not. It's up to you." Mo Tianjiao wants to throw the note on the ground. She plans to turn around and leave. She knows that it's not good for anyone to toss it like this.

Zhao Shihao threw forward unexpectedly, holding her slender calf with both hands, and cried bitterly: "Ah Jiao, don't leave me, you can do whatever you want!"

"Why can't I tell you?" Mo Tianjiao was startled by Zhao Shihao's unexpected behavior at first, and soon heard that he was so obsessed with him. She felt no sympathy for him any more. She just wanted to pull her leg out of Zhao Shihao's arms. Zhao Shihao held her tightly, which made her struggle several times without any result.

Mo Tianjiao's pink face turned red and said, "Zhao Shihao, what do you want? It's impossible between us! "

"Don't leave me..." Zhao Shihao didn't listen to her at all. He was just pleading with himself, hoping that Mo Tianjiao would change her mind.

Mo Tianjiao anxiously turns her eyes to the Polo car and rescues ye mei'er sitting on the car. Unfortunately, ye mei'er seems to have been given a body immobilization method. Seeing this scene, she is still indifferent and ignores it.

"What do you want?" Mo Tianjiao is finally impatient, regardless of the image to Zhao Shihao denounced.

Her anger didn't make Zhao Shihao have any reaction. Sitting on the Toyota SUV, Zhao Bitao and Li Xuefen finally push the car door and walk out of the car. They walk slowly to Mo Tianjiao. Zhao Bitao takes the note from Mo Tianjiao and looks at it carefully.

Li Xuefen taps Zhao Shihao's back and comforts him in a low voice. Mo Tianjiao finds that the couple rarely have such a tacit understanding. Apart from their dignified expression, they don't have much sadness.

"Thank you, Miss mo. in order to cure Xiao Hao's illness, you have worked hard for this trip." Zhao Bitao carefully read the contents of the note, folded it carefully, put it in the inner pocket of his coat, and extended his hand to thank Mo Tianjiao.

Mo Tianjiao saw that he had changed his normal appearance, and was puzzled. She held out her hand to hold him. Zhao Bitao also held it gently, and then released it. She was not as anxious as before.

"Well, Xiaohao, let's go!" Zhang Xuefen comforts Zhao Shihao with tears, just like comforting a child. Her gentle words are in sharp contrast with Zhao Shihao's old face, which makes Mo Tianjiao on one side feel strange.

Under the comfort of Zhang Xuefen, Zhao Shihao gradually calmed down his crying. He stood up and went back to the car with Zhang Xuefen. Zhang Xuefen was afraid that he would be frozen, so he found a blanket to cover him, and rubbed Zhao Shihao's hand from time to time to warm him.

"Good bye, Miss mo." Zhao Bitao seems to have changed a person. He waves goodbye to Mo Tianjiao politely and chastely. He looks solemn and doesn't see any difference.The more he is like this, the more he makes Mo Tianjiao feel strange. There is a kind of unspeakable fear in her heart. With an umbrella, she turns around and runs to the polo, opens the door, gets into the car, pats her heart and says: "they are really scary."

Ye Meier shows a faint smile at the corner of her mouth. She turns her head to Mo Tianjiao, who is just thankful, and says: "they have suffered losses, so they are good at learning. You don't have to be afraid, and you don't have to feel guilty. They are responsible for everything."

Mo Tianjiao is not angry. She looks at Ye Meier and asks: "elder sister, I haven't said you! Just now I winked at you and asked you to come and help. Why didn't you come? "

Ye Meier patted Mo Tianjiao's shoulder and comforted her in a soft voice: "sister, when did you hurt me? I sat in the car and watched every move of Zhao Bitao and his wife all the time, so I didn't get out of the car to stop Zhao Shihao. I just saw that they were ready to get out of the car. "

"Really?" Mo Tianjiao asked in disbelief.

Ye Meier gave him a very positive reply. She pointed to the drifting Toyota SUV across the front windshield and said, "they left the Zhao family. It's a good thing that the old man has done."

"I always feel sorry for them." Mo Tianjiao's eyes are dim and lonely.

Ye Meier gives her a big hug. Mo Tianjiao doesn't react to her unexpected behavior. Her face is directly attached to Ye Meier's full chest. She says vaguely, "sister, what are you doing?"

"Sister, you haven't done anything wrong. You have to believe me." Ye Meier taps Mo Tianjiao's xiubei. Her eyes show tenderness. She knows what she is doing and for whom.

Mo Tianjiao broke away from her arms, straightened up and looked at ye mei'er and said, "sister, I believe you!"

Ye mei'er opened her face with a smile and said, "that's right!"

Speaking almost, Mo Tianjiao looked at Ye Meier and said, "elder sister, where shall we go next?"

"Blue sky group, there will be an earth shaking event soon!" Ye Meier's smile is hard to detect. Mo Tianjiao is full of confidence because of her confidence. She believes in Ye Meier's ability and vision.

Ye Meier tied the safety belt and drove the steering wheel to Mo Tianjiao

Mo Tianjiao makes an OK shape, indicating that her safety belt has been fastened. Ye Meier turns the key to start the car and steps on the accelerator fiercely. The car rushes out like an arrow, and soon disappears in the misty rain.

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along the road of shijinfang, Dongcheng District, on the edge of the Third Ring Road in Kyoto, there are securities firms of different sizes, with many investors trading there. Recently, the market situation is not good, which has changed from the original bustle of people to the loneliness of few people.

Lao Zhang's family lives in the Hutong in front of the Guolian securities business hall. When he retires, he has nothing to do at home. He buys vegetables and takes care of his son's spare time. He also learns how to speculate in stocks and spend his life at home after retirement. He doesn't want to make money, just for fun.

Now few people have such a mentality as him, so even if the market continues to decline, Lao Zhang can still report to the business hall on time, which is more punctual than the staff working there.

"Uncle Zhang, here you are?" Li Xing, a young man with a blue suit and a sign of business hall, is the only remaining trader in the business hall. The market is in recession. Most of his colleagues are looking for another career. Besides, he still sticks to me.

Lao Zhang was also very polite and waved to him. He had a good impression of this young man. His mouth was very sweet and he was also very warm. Every time he saw him, he called him sweetly, which was why Lao Zhang liked him.

After greeting, Lao Zhang opened the newspaper he bought from the newsstand and sat down in a vacant place. Now the business hall is not popular and there are many vacant places. He doesn't pay attention to it. He found a place to sit down and read the financial section of the newspaper carefully.

"Teacher Fu, want to buy stocks?" A middle-aged man in a black down jacket, with Mediterranean hairstyle, a face full of flesh and a pair of triangular eyes, asked with a smile.

Lao Zhang looked up and felt uncomfortable. At first, he didn't pay attention to him. Later, he couldn't stand the boy's hard work. Finally, he looked up and asked him, "what do you want to do?"