The Wife Is Like Fire: the President of Hidden Marriage Is Sultry!

Mu Wanqing took off Xiangyang's coat.

She covered her clothes on her head, almost covering the entire upper body, I am afraid that her father would not recognize her as a ghost now.

"Mu Wanqing, I have never seen you so scared before."

Xiangyang wrapped the data cable around her wrist, holding her like a dog, so that she would not lose sight of the road.

"You have to be counseled..." Mu Wanqing said helplessly.

If Wen Yuzhe caught her in the hospital, there would really be no way to explain this matter...

Should I go to the cardiovascular department for bleeding gums?

Mu Wanqing felt a little sad, "I would be fine if I didn't get sick, I really am a talented person who is jealous and beautiful in the world!"

Xiangyang: "..."

He rolled his eyes and didn't bother to care about her.

But at this moment, Wen Yuzhe was putting the scalpel against the neck of the surveillance personnel, and he smiled coolly, "Copy these videos to me."

He looked at Mu Wanqing on the screen with interest.

Wen Yuzhe looked down and casually played with the scalpel, as if he could make an incision in his neck at any time.

"Okay... OK!" The back of the surveillance personnel was cold.

Shaking his hands violently, he manipulated the keyboard and mouse, and carefully handed Wen Yuzhe the hard disk where the surveillance video was copied.

"Wen... Doctor Wen... I've already copied... it's done... now... can you let me go?"

The monitoring personnel was so scared that he almost peeed his pants. He squabbled and begged for mercy, shaking uncontrollably.

Wen Yuzhe raised his eyebrows lightly.

After taking the hard drive, he retracted the scalpel, Yun Danfeng said softly, "What should I say, what should not be said, understand?"

The monitoring personnel nodded busy.

Seeing Wen Yuzhe finally left, his legs were completely limp, and he fell to the ground...

cardiology.

Wen Yuzhe was dressed in a white coat. He was so handsome, his thin lips seemed to make a gentle smile, but there was a very shallow coolness in the bottom of his eyes, which made people unable to wonder.

With slender and white fingers, tapped on the door of the director's office.

"Tuk tuk-"

"In." Zheng Bo's voice came out immediately.

Wen Yuzhe opened the door, and the graceful demeanor caused the girls at the nurse station to whisper.

"Director Zheng, meet again." He lowered his eyes and smiled.

"Sit down." Zheng Bo was not surprised.

He had long guessed that with Wen Yuzhe's character, he just met in the corridor, definitely not just saying hello.

Wen Yuzhe was not polite.

He stretched his slender legs and sat on the wooden chair where the patient was interviewed, "I am here today to consult with Director Zheng about cardiovascular disease."

While talking, Wen Yuzhe slipped his hand into the pocket of his coat and rubbed the hard drive, thoughtfully.

"Oh?" Zheng Bo said with a smile, "What kind of special case is it that even the first knife of our Ancheng Hospital?"

Wen Yuzhe chuckled, "Director Zheng doesn't have to be flattering. I really understand the shallowness of cardiovascular matters."

Zheng Bo smiled heartily, "You ask."

"The electrocardiogram is normal, the heart sounds are normal, but the pink foamy sputum is coughed up, do you think about some kind of heart disease?"

Wen Yuzhe's concept is very vague.

In fact, he has no more information.

Zheng Bo lightly frowned and smiled helplessly, "Doctor Wen, you came to me deliberately, right?"

Wen Yuzhe lowered his head, rubbing his eyebrows with a headache.

"But... it's not completely clueless." Zheng Bo thought for a moment, then said again.