The next morning, when the sky in the east was flushed, Jiang Shaotian had already woken up from his dream, faced the rising sun, blew the breeze, breathed and took some breath, and then got up on the third floor.

"Brother, why did you come back from running so early?"

Because he went to bed early last night, Mingzhu got up early in the morning. As soon as she opened the bedroom door, she saw Jiang Shaotian preparing to enter his own bedroom.

"Sister, it's early!" Jiang Shaotian turned around and smiled extremely gentlely.

"Ha... I'm so hungry!"

Mingzhu yawned, touched her "gurgling" stomach and said.

"You are really a pig. You've been sleeping for more than ten hours and you're still sleeping. You go downstairs to wash up first, and I'll come down to make breakfast for you later."

"Okay then! Hehe!"

Mingzhu rubbed her eyes and went downstairs sleepily.

"Look at the stairs and stop falling."

Jiang Shaotian entered the bedroom naggingly, quickly changed into a casual outfit, and then went downstairs to make breakfast.

At around 7:40, the brother and sister took a bus to the First Affiliated Hospital. After reminding her sister, Jiang Shaotian went to the office building first.

President Xu has a regulation that every Monday, Wednesday and Friday morning, the vice presidents and directors of Chinese and Western medicine have to hold a brief meeting in the conference room.

At around 7:50, everyone came, but Vice President Wang was vacant.

When Dean Xu saw that everyone was coming, he said, "Let's just say a few words! What we are going to discuss today is about Vice President Wang going home to rest..."

Vice President Jiang said with a little dissatisfaction: "Didn't we discuss it yesterday? Why are we going to discuss it again today?"

"Director Jiang asked for leave yesterday. Today we will vote to decide who will replace the position vacant by Vice President Wang."

"Director Xu, can't we have the first appendix? Without Director Jiang, we can't operate normally?"

"Vice President Jiang, what do you mean? Our first hospital affiliated with us can operate normally even if we are missing me and you, and these vice presidents!"

"I'm too lazy to compete with you. I know who you are favoring."

Before the two deans could sit, they started to quarrel again, and the entire conference room was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

"I only love talents and never deliberately favor anyone. For example, in some important departments of the hospital, I will not allow young and capable young people to take over the pit and not shit?" Director Xu raised his thick eyebrows and said without hesitation.

"Who are you calling me a waste? You are still a graduate of a prestigious medical school. Not only do you speak vulgarly, but you also talk nonsense. I am really ashamed to be with you."

Vice President Jiang "Teng" stood up and was so angry that he shook his hand on the spot.

"Hmph, if you have the ability to quit your job, you can leave. You can pretend to be noble, you will grow up drinking tap water." Dean Xu spread his hands and sneered.

The two of them have now reached the point where water and fire are incompatible. Whenever they meet, they either quarrel or have a quarrel. In Jiang Shaotian's words, they are both menopausal "women's syndrome".

After leaving the conference room with anger, Vice President Jiang went to the inpatient department to chat with Vice President Wang. No matter what, Vice President Wang was loyal to him. Now that he could not protect him, he naturally felt guilty and wanted to go and comfort him.

"Vice President Jiang... I'm not sick, I'm really not sick! Why doesn't President Xu believe me?"

As soon as Vice President Jiang entered the door, Wang Fugui got up from the hospital bed and grabbed his hands and said depressedly.

After these days of torture, Wang Fugui figured it out. If he screamed and scolded Jiang Shaotian, he would definitely be sent to psychiatric treatment, so he learned his lesson.

"Old Wang, stop talking. Xu Nuo will do his own thing and will not listen to us. I had always thought he was a bad guy before, but I didn't expect that he had been keeping his low profile and secretly cultivated a successor with such a means. In such a short time, I was really careless."

Vice President Jiang lowered his voice, held his hand tightly, and said with guilty face.

"Vice President Jiang, what should we do? Did we just admit defeat?"

"Take a loss? There is no word in my dictionary. You should take care of your injuries and I will train your son to become the leader! No matter how strong he promises, he will not be able to promote that kid to the position as vice president immediately..."

"Vice President Jiang, wuwu... I'm sorry, it's useless. I was anxious for a moment. You must avenge me. Even if I, Wang Fugui, are regarded as a lunatic, I will admit it, but I can't swallow this!" Wang Fugui said, and then burst into tears.

"Don't worry, your blood will not be vomited in vain. If you keep your health well, I will handle these things properly." Vice President Jiang comforted with emotion.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong"

A slight knock on the door sounded.

Vice President Jiang let go of his hand and signaled Wang Fugui not to cry. Then he stood up and said, "Come in!"

"Vice President Jiang, you are here."

The door was pushed open, and Lu Mahua, holding the notebook and pen, walked in with a chatting smile on her face.

"Well, how is Lao Wang's health?" Vice President Jiang asked after he returned to his coldness.

"I recovered well, but I was a little excited and I loved to throw things..."

"Old Wang, if you don't want to be crazy by that boy, just change your bad temper and try to be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible, do you understand?"

Vice President Jiang said to Wang Fugui, whose eyes were red with a stern face.

"I understand, I understand, Vice President Jiang."

Wang Fugui still listened to him very much and nodded repeatedly.

"Vice President Jiang, I have something to tell you..." Lu Mahua said in a mysterious voice.

"Oh? Well, go to your office and talk!" Vice President Jiang glanced at Wang Fugui, then turned around and walked out.

"Vice President Wang, you have a good rest. I will come to see you later." Lu Mahua smiled flatteringly and quickly followed...

After Jiang Shaotian came out of the conference room, he went back to the office to get the quit smoking sticker and went to the hospitalization department to see the special patient.

Today is the last day. Whether he can completely quit smoking depends on his luck. His medical skills are absolutely fine. If the patient fails to quit smoking due to environmental and external factors, he will have nothing to do.

"It's early, Dr. Jiang."

When Lao Yun saw him coming in, he immediately greeted him enthusiastically.

Um?

Why is he so enthusiastic to himself today? He usually sees himself coldly, as if he is not allowed to discharge him from the hospital!

"It's morning!" Jiang Shaotian didn't think much, and nodded politely.

After he finished breakfast, he simply asked about his physical condition, then carefully checked the wound, and began to change him to quit smoking and stab him with a golden needle.

Lao Yun's hospitalization life is indeed boring. He eats and sleeps every day. Occasionally, a nurse comes to disinfect the wound and changes the medicine, so someone can talk to relieve boredom.

But just yesterday, he suddenly changed his mind. Even if the doctor drove him out of the hospital, he would not leave. He had to listen to Jiang Shaotian and stay for a month before leaving!!

"How do you feel today?"

After changing the quit smoking post, Jiang Shaotian asked with concern.

"It's okay, the desire to smoke has almost disappeared."

Lao Yun said with satisfaction that he was the most painful the two days ago. He felt so uncomfortable when he thought about smoking. Today, he felt much more relaxed.

"Look at the effect tomorrow. As long as you have a firm willpower, it is not a dream to quit completely."

"Thank you! I suddenly feel that when I am mentally stressed, eating chocolate to relieve stress is a good way. It is much more convenient than smoking and will not be exposed... Cough, it's easy to get it."

Lao Yun almost leaked his mouth inadvertently, and immediately coughed and changed his mouth.

"Eat less and be careful to get diabetes." Jiang Shaotian heard it very carefully. Seeing that he had changed his words, he changed his mind and said differently.

"It's you who asked me to eat candy and quit smoking. It's you who said that I'm dying. Then, what should I do?"

Lao Yun stood up, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and stared at Jiang Shaotian with a arrogant look and asked.

"Just eat less and exercise more, won't it be enough!" Jiang Shaotian looked at his gaze and said lightly.

The two of them looked at each other, their eyes were like torches, and they all had the vague intention of competing with their eyes.

"Old man, the fifth young master lives here... Please wait, don't worry."

"Cough, cough!"

There were nervous voices and a slight "tap" sound outside the ward door.

Jiang Shaotian listened very carefully. He should be an old man, with a accompanying doctor and a young man who had practiced, walking towards the ward.

After practicing the [Taishang Immortality and Nine Reincarnation Decision] last night, my listening and listening skills and watching skills went further.

As long as it is within thirty meters, even a mosquito cannot escape his eyes and ears.

"Cruff"

The door was pushed open from outside, and a weathered face immediately appeared in front of you.

"Grandpa?! Why are you here?"

When Lao Yun saw the old man in front of him, his eyes immediately shone and shouted in surprise.

The old man is tall, with a head of white hair, full of energy, and his waist is straight, especially his eyes, which do not look like the eyes of an old man in his seventies or eighties.

When his cold eyes swept across Jiang Shaotian, he obviously felt a hint of chill, especially after he looked at him, his whole body instantly burst out with a strong murderous intent and a terrifying aura of despair like a deep abyss.

Jiang Shaotian frowned slightly and said in his heart: This person has such a strong murderous aura, no wonder there are grandsons of dragons and tigers like Lao Yun! Who are they? Also, I am afraid that the murderous aura on the old man has been converted into evil aura, and I am afraid that he can kill his life at any time!

"Hmph! What's wrong! Am I not welcome?"

The old man withdrew his gaze and looked at his grandson with concern.

He is known as the "King of Hell", and he is frightened by the enemy. Only in front of his grandson can he show the old naughty boy's appearance.

"Grandpa, I think of you every day! Why don't you welcome?"

Lao Yun hugged his shoulder with a smile and said happily.

"real?"

"Of course it's true!"

The old man then found the golden needles on his hand, so he asked curiously: "Ting'er, how have you recovered? These golden needles! What's going on?"
Chapter completed!