When the wedding banquet was about to end, several sisters who had a good relationship with Yan Susan came to tease Yan Feifan, who looked handsome and handsome.

This made Yan Feifan, who was not very good at socializing, difficult to resist.

He rejected their wedding banquet and went out to continue happy together, left his sister, retreated and fled, and went home alone...

The next day, Sunday morning.

Yan Feifan, who came to the hospital to work, brought Sun Wei the medicine he had to take in the morning.

"Doctor Yan, Doctor Yan, the weight I measured this morning was one or two heavier than yesterday, and one or two heavier."

“This is the first time I have gained weight in three or four months.”

Looking at Sun Wei with excitement on his face, Yan Feifan also said with joy: "This shows that our diagnosis and treatment are effective."

"However, you still have to actively cooperate with the treatment."

"After a week, Director Qi will adjust the next treatment plan based on the latest situation in your body."

Sun Wei took the medicine handed over by Yan Feifan and said seriously: "I must cooperate seriously."

The medicines Yan Feifan gave him were all tablets, both large and small, with different shapes and colors, and a total of sixteen pills.

Sun Wei swallowed all the pills in his stomach after only two separate times.

He also savored it with an unsatisfactory taste, as if he was eating delicacies from mountains and seas.

In fact, most of the medicines Sun Wei took were placebos that had no effect.

A few tablets are either drugs that regulate the stomach and intestines or vitamin tablets that are needed by the body.

Yan Feifan looked through Sun Wei's physical examination data yesterday and reminded: "At 10:30 in the morning, Dr. Liu from the Chinese Medicine Department will do acupuncture treatment for you."

“At 3:00 pm, you need to go to the physiotherapy department and receive an hour of rehabilitation training.”

"Now, I'm going to give you a basic physical examination..."

Yan Feifan began to have a physical examination for Sun Wei. What he didn't know was that Yan Su, who had originally had a weekend break, also came to the hospital.

Yan Ziruo came to the door of an office, took a deep breath, knocked on the door and gently pushed it in.

She walked into the office and found that there were at least forty or fifty square meters here.

Behind the spacious desk, a middle-aged man in a white coat was sitting, looking down at documents similar to medical records.

I waited quietly for two or three minutes, and then I saw that the man was still looking at the documents and had no intention of paying attention to him.

She went straight to the reception area, poured herself a cup of hot water, picked up a plastic surgery industry journal on the coffee table, and took a big red apple in the fruit tray, sat on the sofa and ate while looking through the journal...

"You're not polite at all!"

Hearing this, he said calmly, put down the half-pick apple and the journal, and stood up quickly.

She looked at the handsome middle-aged man who came close to her and smiled embarrassedly and said, "Director Wang, when I received your call, I was sleeping in at home."

"You said you wanted to talk about big things. I rushed over before I even had time to eat breakfast."

"Director Wang, what big thing are you going to talk about?"

Wang Chuan, director of the plastic surgery center, sat down on the sofa opposite Yan Ziruo and snorted coldly: "What big thing should I talk about? Are you confused?"

"Is it your Weibo name?"

"I'll tell you another name, Entertainment Big V Hu Pingye!"

He pretended to be stupid and said: "Director Wang, I don't understand, what do you mean by what you said?"

Wang Chuan sniffed lightly and said sarcastically: "Speak calmly, you are really undead if you don't see the Yellow River."

"Let me tell you, Hu Pingye has deleted the leaked article and issued an apology statement."

"At the same time, in order not to let us file a lawsuit and hold him accountable, you were also confessed."

"Speak calmly and confess it honestly!"

He said, "Director Wang, it turns out that this is what you are talking about."

"You want to know the process, it's simple!"

She sat down again, picked up the apple, took another bite, and said in a vague voice: "At that time, I wanted to trick Zhao Yuxi into making a photo without makeup, so I made up that message."

"I didn't expect that the next day, someone actually sent me a photo."

"Then, I made up a few plastic surgery projects and sent them to the person who provided the photos."

"I don't know at all. That person turned out to be a big entertainment v!"

Yan Ziruo waved his hand again and said proudly: "Director Wang, you don't have to thank me!"

Wang Chuan asked in confusion: "You want to thank you? Why?"

He said with a smile: "These days, Zhao Yuxi's plastic surgery incident has been a headline for entertainment. How many people across the country have learned about the name of our plastic surgery center."

"I know that the people who came to the plastic surgery center to consult and register in the past two days have been lined up."

He said calmly and modestly: "I am also unintentionally planting willows, so I don't have to thank me."

"And, I need to apologize to the hospital."

She said solemnly: "I shouldn't have used the name of a hospital doctor to make up some information and sent it to others."

Yan Ziruo added: "Director Wang, I am just using the name of an affiliated hospital, but I am not using the name of a plastic surgery center."

"That was Hu Pingye himself. You have to settle the score with him for infringing on the reputation of plastic surgery centers."

Wang Chuan felt dizzy when he was ashamed of this speech as a machine gun.

He simply went straight in and said in a stern tone: "Speak calmly, I won't go around in circles with you."

"I'll call you here, it's just one thing..."

Wang Chuan paused and said seriously: "Who is it that has leaked Zhao Yuxi's detailed plastic surgery information to you?"

"Still you speak up, as long as you speak of that person, you will be fine. We promise not to hold you accountable."

"If you don't say it, hehe..."

Wang Chuan sneered twice and threatened: "Still be calm, do you believe it or not? You and your brother will not be able to take care of it."

"It's all light to be kicked out of the hospital!"

When he heard this, Yan Ruo became angry and said toughly: "Turn us siblings out of the affiliated hospital?"

"Director Wang, it's not that I think you are underestimating you, you really don't have that ability."

"My brother stayed in the hospital with his real skills. He has been on the news reports of the municipal TV station and received honors. There are so many experts and directors who are optimistic about him."

"Let's take a step back..."

He said arrogantly: "My brother left the affiliated hospital today and will receive the First People's Hospital, Beijing Baining Hospital tomorrow..."

Speaking of this, she suddenly stopped.

Yan Ziruo put down the apple in his hand, recalled it, and confirmed his question: "What you just asked was who leaked Zhao Yuxi's detailed plastic surgery information to me?"

Before Wang Chuan could respond, he shouted in surprise: "In other words, Zhao Yuxi is here, did she have plastic surgery?"

Seeing his words, his expression of surprise was not like lying. Wang Chuan yelled coldly and said, "It seems that the man didn't tell you this."

"Speak calmly, is your brain used for eating?"

"Don't you think about it. If Zhao Yuxi had not had plastic surgery here, would that person have such detailed plastic surgery information?"

"Do you really think that someone can see all plastic surgery projects based on photos alone?"

Yan Ziruo's head was confused for a while before he could figure out his thoughts.

"So Zhao Yuxi really had plastic surgery in our hospital!"

She said to herself, and then said carefully: "Director Wang, if I say that the plastic surgery projects Zhao Yuxi did were all made up and guessed. It was because the blind cat met a dead mouse, and he was completely confused."

"Do you believe it?"

"You said, will I believe it?"

Wang Chuan gave Yan Ziruo an idiot look.

He spread his hands and said, "The truth is that I guessed it randomly. Since you don't believe it, I can't do anything."

"you……"

Wang Chuan was so angry that he wanted to slap the table, but he stopped again.

He calmed down and looked at it calmly.

He has short hair that covers his ears, his facial features are pretty small, and there is basically no makeup on his face.

Although it is not very beautiful, it can be described as the word "good" in it.

What I wore was washed and casual clothes.

Wang Chuan reached out and pointed his calm nose and eyes, saying, "The nose is Mount Everest of the facial features, which determines the benchmark for a person's face."

"The nose is not good-looking, and no matter how good other facial features are, the overall appearance will drop by a higher level."
To be continued...