Just after the divorce, my wife begged for reconciliation

Chapter 368: Ex-wife hallucinates

Chapter 368: Ex-wife hallucinates

Liu Yuting carefully lay on the crack of the door, listening attentively to the sounds in the room.

Waiting for Zhao Qiuyan to say the words of breaking up with Ye Changqing.

but…………

It suddenly became quiet inside.

Why haven't you spoken yet?

Yanyan is still too shy to say anything harsh, so she probably has something brewing.

Liu Yuting thought so and waited silently.

His ear pressed even closer to the crack in the door.

Ok?

Liu Yuting suddenly raised an eyebrow. What was that sound inside? The sound of water?

Is that the sound of washing clothes?

Liu Yuting had a look of confusion on her face. What was going on?

Why did you start washing clothes?

Suddenly, a crying and complaining sound came from the room.

Liu Yuting showed joy on her face and finally cried.

Then he suddenly froze, and felt that the crying sound seemed to come from Yanyan.

Yanyan is too pretentious, breaking up with a pervert.

Is there any need to cry?

At this moment, a strange sound suddenly sounded in the room.

"My dear... my dear... you are so good..."

Liu Yuting's beautiful eyes were as big as copper bells.

This isn't a breakup. This is merging together.

In an instant, she understood a lot. Yanyan didn't want to break up with Ye Changqing at all.

Just dealing with her.

It felt like someone stabbed her in the heart, and the pain was so severe that she couldn't breathe.

Tears welled up uncontrollably.

My vision was blurry.

I returned to the office in a daze and sat in the chair in a daze.

Scenes from the past flashed through my mind.

When we were little, we learned painting and music together, ate ice cream together, and secretly raised cats together...

It felt like every scene was so beautiful, but now Zhao Qiuyan actually lied to her for a man.

Why is this happening? Half an hour later, she gradually calmed down.

I must talk to Yanyan about this matter clearly, face to face.

He stood up and walked towards the office.

Arrived at the door.

She raised her hand woodenly and knocked on the door.

dong dong dong~

Then I waited with mixed feelings, but no one spoke for a long time.

She had no patience to wait any longer and opened the door.

The room was empty; Zhao Qiuyan and Ye Changqing had long disappeared.

She stood at the door for a moment, then walked into the room listlessly and sat in Zhao Qiuyan's seat: "Yanyan, I'll wait for you here.

I want to see how you explain it to me!"

Songjiang City has three most famous hospitals. Taikang Hospital ranks third, but it still has too many patients to get an appointment.

Ye Changqing and Zhao Qiuyan walked in.

Zhao Qiuyan pointed to the medical office building at the back and said, "Let's go to that building. The dean is on the top floor."

Ye Changqing took a look and saw a seven-story building painted in light yellow, a warm color.

The two people walked through the white inpatient building and entered the medical office building.

As soon as you enter the building.

Seeing a few banners, Ye Changqing took a few more glances and saw that it was written:

"Celebrating the hospital's tenth anniversary, with turnover reaching 20 billion."

"10000 beds, each bed earns 200 million yuan annually, and the goal for next year is million yuan!" "I wish all medical staff, under the leadership of President Lin, will continue to achieve great success."

……

Ye Changqing frowned as he watched. Traditional Chinese Medicine emphasizes the idea that it would rather let the medicines gather dust than to have no suffering in the world.

Doctors are like parents, with compassion for the world.

For this hospital, the goal is money.

Write it nakedly.

He couldn't imagine how terrifying it would be if a doctor who aimed to take money out of patients' pockets turned evil-minded.

I couldn't help but sigh: "It's so dark."

Zhao Qiuyan was a little surprised. She stared at Ye Changqing for a long time and asked in a low voice, "Are you serious about what you said?"

Ye Changqing nodded: "Yes, one bed can earn two million yuan a year, which means about six to seven thousand yuan a day.

This number is truly terrifying." Zhao Qiuyan smiled and said, "Compared to you, they are nothing.

They only make a few thousand yuan a day per bed, but you ask for 1 billion yuan."

Ye Changqing suddenly realized that this was what Zhao Qiuyan was talking about, but there were some things that Zhao Qiuyan didn't know the inside story of.

When he was in prison, he never charged any money when the prisoners were sick.

Occasionally, if a prisoner's family member falls ill, he will provide free treatment.

He only takes money from rich people.

In fact, according to the master's rules, he was told not to practice medicine because he had more important things to do.

At that time, I was wondering what could be more important than curing diseases and saving lives.

Now he understood something, such as the inheritance of the eight schools of medicine. If the inheritance is preserved, there will be more outstanding Chinese medicine doctors to treat patients.

Thinking of this, he smiled and said, "I will try to practice medicine less in the future."

Ok?

Zhao Qiuyan was a little puzzled. In her impression, Ye Changqing loved money very much and charged exorbitant fees for treating illnesses.

But why would people who love money so much not make money when they have it?

She couldn’t help but ask the question in her mind: “Why, why is there still so little medical practice?

Ye Changqing smiled mysteriously: "Because I have more important things to do."

Speaking of which, the elevator arrived.

Ye Changqing took Zhao Qiuyan's hand and entered the elevator. Zhao Qiuyan's eyes were always on Ye Changqing's face. She waited for a long time, but Ye Changqing didn't say anything important.

She could see that Ye Changqing didn't want to say it, but she became even more curious.

I’m curious about what more important things Ye Changqing has to do.

Is there anything more important than making money?

ding dong~

The elevator reached the top floor and the doors opened.

Ye Changqing and the other person let go of each other's hands and walked out of the elevator like colleagues.

Arriving at the door of the dean's office, Ye Changqing raised his hand and was about to knock when someone suddenly walked over and said, "You're looking for Dean Lin, right? She's in the Department of Neurology, Inpatient Department."

Ye Changqing said thank you, and the two of them rushed to the Department of Neurology of the inpatient department.

inpatient department.

Department of Neurology.

In a high-care ward.

Jin Yurong was sitting on the hospital bed with an IV drip in her arm. Above the head of the bed, three bottles of different liquids were hanging. The syringes of the three bottles of liquid were connected to the indwelling needle in Jin Yurong's arm at the same time.

Jin Yurong's face looked extremely ugly and her eyes were filled with fear.

Liu Kexing said that he could install an exoskeleton for her that had a force of ten thousand pounds and could be controlled by brain waves.

She thought that Liu Kexing's scientific research project was so large that it had sufficient funds and complete equipment.

Unexpectedly, Liu Kexing’s laboratory was not capable of performing a surgery to implant a chip in the brain, and he had to go to the hospital.

Just come to the hospital.

But they are not the two hospitals with the best medical skills.

But it is Taikang Hospital, which ranks third in medical skills.

Deep down she had a sense of fear, feeling like a guinea pig who might lose her life at any time.

After three bottles of liquid were infused, a nurse came in and said, "The morning infusion is over. We will continue the infusion three hours before the afternoon surgery." After that, she collected the three infusion bottles and turned to leave.

Jin Yurong got out of bed, put on her shoes, walked out of the ward, and slowly walked towards the elevator.

She had an urge to escape by taking the elevator.

Next to the elevator, a security guard came over and said, "Ms. Jin, are you going downstairs?

Mr. Liu has arranged for me to take care of you. I can accompany you downstairs."

Jin Yurong immediately understood that he was here to monitor her.

She smiled and said, “I’ve been lying in bed for a long time, so I’ll walk a few steps in the hallway to move around.

I’m not going downstairs.”

The security guard smiled and said, "Okay, when you want to go downstairs, tell me and I'll accompany you."

Jin Yurong walked back, feeling sad.

After her divorce, she finally realized that all the men who treated her well had ulterior motives.

No man in this world would be nice to her for no reason...

There seems to be one man who is an exception.

Ye Changqing is not like that.

Ye Changqing went to jail for her, just hoping that he would suffer less, so that she and Lingling could not be separated, and the mother and daughter could be happier.

Only this man is doing this for her own good.

But... she lost Ye Changqing.

As soon as this thought appeared in her mind, her vision suddenly blurred.

Crystal clear tears welled up in my eyes.

In the suddenly blurred vision, I saw a man walking towards me.

That silhouette looks like Ye Changqing!

She thought she was hallucinating, wiped away her tears with her sleeve, and looked carefully. It was Ye Changqing!

It was indeed Ye Changqing walking towards her!