The anger of eight thousand miles

After leaving Department Director Kong's office, Zheng Ren was leisurely reading a book and summarizing and reflecting on the use of the medical forceps.

That bizarre thought had already planted a seed in his heart. It began to take root and sprout.

After reading for a while, Zheng Ren suddenly remembered that cui Lao was making a house call today.

There were too many things to do, and he always forgot this and that. Zheng Ren finally understood why rich bosses always had a Secretary.

When he thought of his Secretary, he immediately thought of the little Secretary beside Qin Tang who was wearing a tight skirt.

"Tsk, tsk." Zheng Ren sighed.

When he arrived at the emergency department, he saw that Zhou Litao was busy.

He always said that he was going to accompany cui Lao, but in the end, it became accompanying Zhou Litao. Now, Zheng Ren felt that the mosaic on Zhou Litao's face was much lighter, and even the small freckles on his face could be seen clearly.