The Young Urban Doctor

In a high-end hotel not far from the West Lake, two young men stood by the window facing the street, watching the crowds of tourists not far from the West Lake.

"Brother, I really didn't expect that such a little trick can perform such a wonderful scene. Seeing how vigorous they are, you will relieve your anger when you look at it. Now, Luo Ziling's reputation must be ruined."

The other man glanced at the young man who was talking, and said angrily: "If you think that you can ruin his reputation, then you are too underestimating him. Let's see how he handles this matter. ."

"I heard that one of the people around Luo Ziling is a master hacker. Will he invade the nearby surveillance system and retrieve the video recording of the incident?"

"That place happened to be a blind spot for surveillance." The younger and older young man had a playful smile on his mouth. "They have the ability to invade the surveillance system, and they can't see useful videos."

The younger man breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly thought of something, and immediately said, "Brother, will anyone take a live video?"

When the other person heard this, he shook suddenly and then sighed heavily, "Forget the situation, it seems that our minds are wasted again."

"What about then?"

"There should be a good show to watch, we can just watch the show!"

"Ok!"

Naturally, Luo Ziling didn't know. Two acquaintances were standing not far from the West Lake where they were playing "pointing the country". After he arranged the matter, let Yang Qingyin not worry and continue playing.

Yang Qingyin was still not at ease, and the good mood that had just recovered before the incident was gone.

But when she saw Luo Ziling's unrelenting interest, she finally smiled, holding Luo Ziling's arm and continuing to walk forward.

When he walked to the corner of the lakeside, near the pavilion a few hundred meters from the broken bridge, Luo Ziling received a call from another man. Luo Ziling was immediately ecstatic after hearing what the other party said on the phone.

"Don't worry about anything," Luo Ziling whispered in Yang Qingyin's ear, "Let's ignore the online comments, and have a good time."

Yang Qingyin glanced at Luo Ziling suspiciously, seeing that the smile on his face was very cheerful, and he was relieved when he knew he was not coaxing her.

The two continued to move forward, and at a fast speed.

After only a while, I arrived at the Broken Bridge.

The Broken Bridge is a three-way intersection, where Beishan Road and Baidi meet, and the flow of people is more dense.

It was calculated just now, and we arrived at a place almost shoulder-to-shoulder. Ye Xiaoli and Luo Ziling's other two bodyguards all approached to prevent accidents.

Originally there were three people around Luo Ziling, and one person went busy, but with Ye Xiaoli and three others, it was more than enough to cope with general situations.

Luo Ziling and Yang Qingyin didn't care too much. They didn't stop at the broken bridge, but walked directly towards Baidi.

When they passed the Bai Causeway, they stood still by the lake, admiring the surrounding lakes and mountains.

"On such days, Xu Xian and Lady Bai would never meet on the Broken Bridge. They didn't even have a chance to stand on their bodies. They were pushed away by the crowd." Luo Ziling watched the people coming and going on the Broken Bridge. He smiled and said with emotion, "Maybe, only at the Broken Bridge in the middle of the night can a romantic story happen."

"If there is a chance, we will come in the middle of the night," Yang Qingyin said with a playful look. "When I read Liu Sanbian's'Yangliuan, Xiaofengwan Yue', I always think of West Lake and Baidi and Sudi. Although I know this phrase It was not written in Hang, but I always felt that it was the feelings on the side of the West Lake. Xiaofeng and the waning moon, the deserted West Lake, is a bit bleak, but it is also very emotional."

"Then let's stroll into the middle of the night today, and we can also get some drinks."

"That's not the answer to Liu Yong's words,'Where are you sober tonight, Yangliuan?" Yang Qingyin was aroused by Luo Ziling's words.

"Then after dinner tonight, we will have a rest and then come out. Wander into the middle of the night and go back when we have fun."

"No problem," Yang Qingyin recovered a bit from the destruction of what had just happened. She smiled happily and said, "Then come out at ten in the evening."

"Bring some beer or rice wine, and side dishes to go with the wine."

"Just don't have anything to ruin our mood. I feel bad in my heart. I hope I am not a crow's mouth," Yang Qingyin said, reaching out to hold Luo Ziling's shoulder, "Going out tonight and tomorrow, it looks like we want Prevent tracking."

"No one should follow us, at least no one will follow us, unless the saboteur is waiting for us on the way. The West Lake is so big, our next itinerary is completely unfixed, we can go where we want, if they don’t follow, Just watching along the way, I don’t know how many people need to be deployed. If this is the case, then it’s really easier to investigate who planned these things."

"In a while, we will take a boat and go back to the center of the lake. Let's stroll around in the lake pavilion and Xiaoyingzhou before coming out." Yang Qingyin agreed to Luo Ziling's proposal.

"Alright, we will go to Zhongshan Park Pier to take a boat." Luo Ziling nodded, then took out his mobile phone and asked Yang Qingyin to stand with Baochu Tower on his back, and he helped her take pictures.

Yang Qingyin did not refuse, and stood by the lake obediently and asked Luo Ziling to take pictures for her. After Luo Ziling helped her to take photos, she helped Luo Ziling to take a few more photos, and then took Luo Ziling and took a few photos of the two in a self-portrait mode.

Although the mood of the two of them had been badly affected by what happened just now, they basically recovered after playing for a while.

This season is the most beautiful time by the West Lake.

The weak willows of Fufeng, the blooming peach blossoms, the green grass, and the misty lake surface make people feel the most graceful and most graceful and most beautiful scenery of the south of the Yangtze River. It is no exaggeration to say that even if you have come to play dozens of times around West Lake, you still won’t feel bored again. The lake east is insufficient, and the green willows lie in the white sand dikes. "Yang Qingyin turned around the lake, read the poem for a while, and then said with a smile: "I really envy the ancients. I can ride a horse and walk on a white embankment full of green grass. The West Lake at that time, It must be more beautiful than it is now. "

"I was invaded by the city, and I must have lost a bit of aura, but the city is more beautiful because of the West Lake. There is something to lose!"

With emotion, Luo Ziling received a call from the entourage who did not follow.

After listening to what the other party said, Luo Ziling couldn't help laughing.

He immediately took out his cell phone and prepared to post a Weibo message.

Seeing that there are many people who leave messages and comments on his Weibo, Luo Ziling can't help feeling a little bit that the power of the Internet is really powerful.

He didn't read those comments, but directly sent a micro stroke: "The truth will only be late, it won't fail. The most exciting part will be announced soon, please wait another half an hour,"

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