Strongest Guard

Seeing that Yue Zitong had finally calmed down, and that the patient's condition didn't seem to be too severe, Lv Mingliang finally breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Dr. Wang and asked in a low voice.    

Although his voice was not loud, it was very stern. As expected of the head of the Central Hospital, his authority was great.    

"Dean Lv, I —"    

Wang Ying bit his lips with a bitter taste in his mouth. He was about to give the leader the most critical thought when Yue Zitong spoke first, "Dean Lv, this has nothing to do with Doctor Wang. I got a call from a woman who told me that she and Lee Nanfang -- "    

According to Director Yue's narration, it was just one of the princesses of the night field called Lee Nanfang. She answered.    

The princess of the night arena didn't know that Lee Nanfang had fallen ill, she only said not to forget about the romantic agreement tonight. Just like last night, they had to find a desolate mountain and wilderness, with the sky as the cover, the earth as the bed, and the two of them in various positions, to discuss the profound topic of where life came from and where most of life came from.    

"I received a call from that woman, then asked Dr. Wang about some of Doctor Wang's expertise related to Evil Qi. Only then did I find out that the reason this scumbag turned into this kind of person was because he was fooling around outside last night."    

After recounting her reasons for going crazy, Yue Zitong said apologetically: "Dean Lv, I'm sorry. I was too impulsive and caused you harm, scaring Doctor Wang. Please forgive me. "Hai."    

Not long ago, Director Yue deeply realized that there was only one Lee Nanfang in her heart, and that she was determined to carry him through this romantic or bitter life — just thinking about it made her feel very sweet.    

But now, she would rather go find Old Bachelor, who was eighty years old, than to have anything to do with Scumbag Lee.    

She could see from Dean Lv and the rest's eyes that they knew they were a happy couple.    

Only the devil would be happy with him!    

He's him, I'm me, and the relationship between us isn't what they think it is.    

Director Yue, who had already made up his mind, sighed faintly. The light in his eyes dimmed a little: "Dean Lv, everyone. To be honest, I am Lee Nanfang's aunt. He had no parents since he was young. I fed him with piss and piss, oh, no, I raised him with piss and piss. For the sake of making his parents smile like this, I will have to suffer a bit. This is not a big deal. "    

Speaking of emotions, Director Yue, whose face was filled with love, even reached out his hand to wipe the corner of his eyes: "I just want him to grow up healthy and become someone useful to the country and the people. He could no longer be like his dead father, a human scum that everyone hated. "But … but he … sigh."    

After another faint sigh, Aunt Yue, who had a maternal air about her, raised her head to look at the ceiling, her face filled with helplessness.    

What, what, did you shit him and make him big?    

My great Director Yue, how old is Lee Nanfang this year?    

When you were out of your mind, one of our men asked you. He was already twenty-four.    

What about you?    

Are you twenty-three this year?    

Maybe you are Lee Nanfang's aunt, maybe you are just a bit more pure looking and are actually one or two years older than him, but who would believe that a three year old you could pull him up by taking a piss?    

It's not scientific to say that.    

But is science important, in this case?    

Of course not!    

The important thing is that no matter what you say, we'll believe it.    

Don't even mention that you're the aunt who raised Lee Nanfang. Even if you're his little mother, it's none of our business.    

As long as you stop being crazy and destroy our Green Mountain Hospital's chance to become famous, that's enough.    

Thinking this, Dean Lv looked at his men, he raised his hand to wipe his nose that had already stopped bleeding, smiled coyly and said: "Director Yue, from what you said, we also think that Mr. Lee went overboard. However, if one was not a saint, how could he not be one? "I believe that after recovering from his illness, Mr. Lee will definitely learn a lesson from it. He will sympathize with you and put all your heart into serving his good intentions. He will awaken to his senses and repent and start anew."    

"Everyone, am I right?"    

Dean Lv humbly asked for the opinion of Dr. Wang and the others.    

Lv Mingliang and the others were not idiots. Of course, they could tell that Yue Zitong had gone crazy because Dr. Wang had leaked the information.    

However, since the benevolent Director Yue had taken the blame for Dr. Wang and Lee Nanfang was fine, it would be unjustifiable for her to be held accountable. She should borrow Director Yue's kindness from the bottom of the hill to fulfill his good name.    

"Right, right, Dean Lv, you're right."    

Doctor Wang and the others nodded their heads and tried to persuade Aunt Yue at once. Seeing that Lee Nanfang was still young and inexperienced, you, as an elder, should forgive him for what happened to Meng Lang this time.    

If you know what's good for you, you should change it.    

Under everyone's good persuasion, Aunt Yue finally calmed down and said that she was fine and went downstairs to relax.    

Dean Lv and the others were hoping even more, so they quickly opened the door.    

Well, who's going to lend me a pair of shoes first?    

I wear three or eight yards.    

Don't worry, I won't wear you for nothing.    

Dr. Wang happened to be wearing a pair of casual shoes for Director Yue, so he quickly ran back to the locker room.    

As for the five hundred yuan that Director Yue handed over, she would never take it.    

I have to accept it. Am I the kind of person who takes advantage of others?    

What's more, this was cheap, but it was only a pair of broken shoes.    

Ignoring Doctor Wang's rejection, Director Yue stuffed the five hundred yuan into Doctor Wang's white coat, tidied up his messy clothes, and left briskly.    

This mistress had finally left!    

Lv Mingliang let out a long sigh of relief. Although he would not punish Dr. Wang for revealing the truth, but he still scolded her in a low voice, and the matter was solved. He started to discuss whether to transfer Lee Nanfang to a ward and send someone to watch him for 24 hours to prevent Liu Tie from going crazy again, which would not be good.    

Let's not talk about Dean Lv's meeting yet. We should discuss the protection of Lee Nanfang and only talk about Yue Zitong.    

Walking in the small garden at the back of the Inpatient Department, Yue Zitong's heart was full of annoyance. She raised her foot and kicked a rock that didn't bother her at all — Who the hell buried a stone lion here?    

He sat on the stone lion, took off his shoes, rubbed his feet hard and cursed Scumbag Lee: "Shameless scumbag, if it wasn't for you, how could I have been so angry? You got so angry that you lost your head, and with a single kick, you nearly crippled your little foot? "    

At the general assembly, Yue Zitong's feet recovered a little and she put on her shoes and tried to walk a few steps.    

Heaven pity him. Although he was limping, he shouldn't have a fracture.    

This was the blessing of misfortune.    

Luckily for her, Yue Zitong no longer dared to throw a tantrum. She took out a cigarette and put it in her mouth, lit it, and took a deep breath. She closed her eyes and imagined the green and white smoke rolling around in her lungs a few times.    

Comfortable.    

Comfortable.    

Cigarettes are a good thing. Although they are harmful, they can give people a feeling of enjoyment that doesn't even come from eating delicacies.    

After Yue Zitong's mood had completely calmed down, she began to ponder about which shameless person hooked Scumbag Lee up to that sinister place and fooled him. In the end, it caused me to nearly cripple my feet.    

I'm too kind.    

After some thought, Yue Zitong came up with this conclusion.    

If she wasn't a kind-hearted person who could be easily bullied, but a representative who was shouting like a lion in the river, how could her fiance carry her and go out with other women, causing her to almost become a widow?    

Finding that shameless woman was secondary.    

The key thing was, Yue Zitong had learned a lesson from this incident that nearly left her crippled.    

In the future, she would no longer allow Scumbag Lee's private life to go on like this, if she still treated him as her fiancé.    

Should I let him continue to be my aunt's fiancé, or should I let him continue to be my aunt's fiancé?    

Just as Aunt Yue was at a loss over this issue, her phone rang.    

It was from Helan Xiaoxin. "Tongtong, you finally answered the phone. I've called you at least eight hundred times since this afternoon. Honestly, where are you now? Did I get too excited from messing around with Scumbag Lee and forget that there's a pitiful Sister Xin waiting impatiently for you guys at home to come back to cook? "    

"What are you talking about, Sister Xin?"    

Yue Zitong yawned and said lazily, "I'm in the hospital now, the central hospital."    

"What, you in the hospital?"    

On the other hand, Helan Xiaoxin was stunned. She quickly asked, "Tongtong, what's wrong with you? To the hospital? Why didn't you tell me? "    

The concern of a good sister made Director Yue forget that not long ago, he had even secretly called her a fox spirit. He only felt his heart warm because of her concern and explained in a low voice, "I'm fine. I came to the hospital because Ren Li and Lee Nanfang are sick, so I sent him here. "    

Sister Xin, after I went home and didn't see you, I pinched my fingers and calculated that Scumbag Lee was sick.    

Lying on the sofa, with a glass of red wine in her left hand and her phone in her right hand, Helan Xiaoxin looked at her feet which were shaking on the sofa. She sneered coldly in her heart, but her tone of voice was just right surprised again: "Ah, Lee Nanfang is sick? Oh, it's okay, right? What illness is it? Esophageal cancer? Diabetes? Or is there a problem with the prostate? "    

In the past, Yue Zitong had long since given up on cursing Little Nephew like that.    

But now, she couldn't wait for Scumbag Lee to become sick and sneered: "Heh heh, I do look forward to his esophageal cancer. It would be best if he reached its advanced stage and won't live for three to five days. "It's a pity that it's not."    

"Then what did he have?"    

Helan Xiaoxin lifted her feet and sat up, thinking to herself, A stroke.    

"A stroke."    

The moment the word "Yue Zitong" came out of the phone, Helan Xiaoxin felt the urge to lift her head up and laugh maniacally. What you're going to say next has long been within this god's expectations.    

What's next, you have to tell this god, because Scumbag Lee suddenly had a stroke, it seems like you can't accompany this god to the Southern Frontier anymore, right?    

He Lan gave a sinister laugh, but his tone was full of shock: "What?" Stroke? How did he suddenly get a stroke? This … this is not scientific. "His physique is so great. When he slept, coughed, and rode Sister Xin, he did it seven or eight times a night."    

Yue Zitong found her words rather awkward to listen to, but she was unable to refute them.    

Guain and He Lan, God is right. That night at Jindi Club, Lee Nanfang had slept with her many times. After putting on her pants, wouldn't she still use her legs to leave the clubhouse?