Chapter 12

But he didn't get any response. Li Wensheng was so nervous that he walked in with fear. However, he found that Wang Juan fainted under the bed in the lounge, and there was a pool of fishy water stains under her.

Scared to pee? Did the evil ghost come to her? Li Wensheng was even more frightened and quickly woke up Wang Juan: "Wang Juan, Wang Juan, what's the matter with you?"

"Ghost, ghost... Whining..." Wang Juan's frightened little face turned white, trembling all over, rushed to his arms and cried.

Li Wensheng shivered all over and hugged Wang Juan in fear. They trembled together, but he was a doctor after all. Someone dared to calm down soon. Looking back on the previous scene, he felt suspicious.

"Wang Juan, did you see the ghost?"

Wang Juan also calmed down at the moment and quickly shook her head, "no, I dare not open my eyes. When I heard your scream, I was scared to hide under the bed."

When Wang Juan finished what happened, Li Wensheng's face changed. He pushed Wang Juan away and scolded, "you stupid woman, you want to kill me."

"I... people are too scared!" Wang Juan also realized that it was wrong and pleaded guilty.

"If you're so afraid, you'll betray me. If this goes out, I'll have to be pestered by medical trouble. Maybe I'll have to take a lawsuit."

Li Wen trembled angrily. He shuddered when he remembered that Ding Ning had exposed the misdiagnosis and the beating of the patient's family members in three days and two days.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to."

Wang Juan knew she was wrong and began to play coquettish. Her greasy little hand slipped in along Li Wensheng's trouser waist

Where does Li Wensheng still have that mind now? He pushed Wang Juan away and said gnashing his teeth: "I'll check the monitoring and see who's playing tricks. I have to kill him."

"It's him, special, and this haunting little bastard."

Li Wensheng's face was livid. He looked at the monitoring picture in the elevator in the monitoring room of the Security Department of the hospital. He hated his teeth.

The bleary eyed security guard on duty Wang Jun summoned up his spirits and asked attentively, "Dr. Li, what's the matter with this boy?"

"Hum, the boy pretended to play tricks. He touched the inpatient department of our department in the middle of the night. Pretending to be a ghost is frightening."

Li Wensheng looked gloomy and secretly guessed whether Ding Ning came to revenge himself. If it was to revenge himself, it would be troublesome.

Wang Jun's spirit was refreshed. Everyone in the hospital didn't know that Li Wensheng was vice president Li's nephew. This was a good opportunity to show himself.

In Changjiang hospital, President Zhou, the top leader, rarely took charge. Li Qiuhai, the vice president of business, was in power and left the other vice presidents far behind.

It is rumored that President Zhou is likely to work in the Health Bureau, and after he leaves, Li Qiuhai is basically the next president.

A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier, and so is the security industry.

As it happens, Wang Jun is an ambitious security guard. If he wants to be a security captain, he must find a backstage. Undoubtedly, Li Wensheng is the best bridge.

As long as he helped Li Wensheng, how could Li Qiuhai treat himself badly? A security captain is not easy to catch.

Therefore, Wang Jun must seize this opportunity and immediately said with indignation:

"Dr. Li, if you need anything, please tell me. Although Wang Jun is only the deputy chief of the security department, he is also a righteous man. You usually treat me well. As long as you say a word, I'll help you clean up the boy."

Li Wensheng felt that Wang Jun had always been obedient to himself. Although this guy did not do his job and called brothers with gangsters in the society all day, now is the time to use him.

Immediately he kindly patted Wang Jun on the shoulder: "don't say, I really need your help this time. As long as you help me do it well, I will never treat you badly."

Wang Jun immediately climbed up the pole and cried out as if he had beaten chicken blood to show his loyalty:

"Brother Li, do you want to break this boy's leg or unload his arm? Just tell me. I promise I'll do it for you."

As soon as Li Wensheng turned his eyes and hooked his fingers, Wang Jun immediately bumped up and put his ears up.

Li Wensheng put his arm around his shoulder and whispered a few words in his ear. Wang Jun immediately patted his shoulder and promised, "don't worry, brother Li, it's a piece of cake. Just look."

"Well, if this is done well, I will never treat you badly."

Wang Jun was elated and patted his chest to ensure that he would do things quickly. The two smelled the same and hit it off with each other, and burst into a sly smile.

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At two o'clock in the morning, Ding Ning stopped his pleasant communication with Shen MuQing. His face was a little unnatural and said, "it's time. I'll give you an injection."

"Yes!" Shen MuQing responded with a light voice, coyly lifted up the thin quilt, and even her ears were red.

Ding Ning subconsciously swallowed his saliva. The towering virgin peak made his heart beat faster and his mouth dry.

I am a doctor. There is no gender in the eyes of doctors. I am a doctor. There is no gender in the eyes of doctors

Ding Ning gave himself countless psychological hints in a row. With great perseverance, he forcibly restrained his mind, took a deep breath, stretched out his fingers and held a silver needle, twisting it constantly. The true Qi slowly entered Shen MuQing's body again and ran for a week before starting the needle.

"Exhort!" Shen MuQing only felt a cool breath entering her heart, making her as comfortable as a long drought and rain. She couldn't help but squeeze out a tempting chant from her nose.

Then she realized that the voice was too shy. She quickly clenched her pink lips, blushed and closed her eyes. The long and warped eyelashes trembled slightly, indicating her inner restlessness.

When Ding Ning took out seven silver needles, his face was pale, as if he had just taken them out of the water, and his clothes were sweating through.

Shen MuQing opened her eyes in shame and was startled by Ding Ning's sweaty weakness. Ignoring the leakage of spring, she hurriedly sat up and asked, "are you... Are you okay?"

Ding Ning blushed, turned his head with flashing eyes, and stood up in a panic: "well... I'll go first. As long as you're not too excited and don't eat spicy food in three months, there won't be any problem."

Looking at Ding Ning's escape, Shen MuQing found that she was gone again and hurriedly tied her coat button and covered her thin quilt.

Staring at the door for a long time, I felt inexplicable loss in my heart.

Recalling the shameful scene before, his face was flushed involuntarily. His white teeth gently bit the pink cherry lips, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and the waves in his eyes were flowing like ink. The amorous feelings revealed in an instant were beautiful.

Mom, how can a goblin develop so well? Treating her is more tired than fighting.

Out of the ward, Ding Ning shook his head and smiled bitterly, his legs were weak, and the whole person was about to collapse. He was weak like excessive indulgence, holding the wall and hobbling slowly back to the ward.

Shen MuQing is a natural beauty. Her charm is unstoppable, not to mention the little virgin who has never tasted meat.

In fact, the real Qi didn't consume much. The key is to resist the temptation, but let him exhaust all his mind.

"What's the matter? Didn't you go to see someone? It's like being drained. You won't encounter the fox spirit and be robbed?"

Ling Yun, who had already woke up and was lying in bed humming, saw Ding Ning coming in with pale face and vain steps. He was startled and hurriedly got up to hold him.

Ding Ning turned his eyes angrily: "what kind of fox spirit is floating in front of you."

"That's true!" Ling Yun smiled with a big smile and said proudly, "I'm the most coquettish fox spirit."

Ding Ning finally put out the evil fire, rubbed it and jumped up again, accelerated his pace, and rushed to the hospital bed to hide his embarrassment, "cough, I'm tired and sleeping!"

"Oh, you're all wet. Take off your clothes and I'll wipe it for you, or you'll catch a cold."

Lingyun pulled him up and began to undress him.

Ding Ning covered his chest in horror, curled up and asked weakly, "what are you doing? People don't sell themselves."

"You little red guy, what are you thinking all day? Take it off quickly."

Lingyun was flushed by his pretty face, and fiercely stretched out a green onion and white jade finger to poke his forehead.

Ding Ning scratched the back of his head and smiled, "how can I feel forced into prostitution.

"Puff!"

Ling Yun couldn't help laughing. He stroked his sleeve pretendedly, stretched out his index finger to pick up Ding Ning's chin, and said with an evil smile: "good girl, take off your clothes quickly!"

Ding Ning looked like an angry little daughter-in-law. He honestly took off his coat and showed his soft muscles.

Lingyun's eyes lit up, caressed his eight abdominal muscles with a drooling face, and exclaimed, "Wow, chick, I didn't expect you to look so thin, but you still have abdominal muscles."

Ding Ning said in tears and laughter, "come on, uncle Yun, don't pretend. When I'm at home, I'm not naked. You don't see much."

"That's different. I haven't touched it before. Now I can touch it openly."

Ling Yun sat beside the bed with a sad face, cocked up his legs and trembled. Like an old hooligan, he fondled Ding Ning's abdominal muscles, which made him itch in his heart.

Ding Ning opened her hand unhappily: "go and get some hot water to wipe my sweat."

Lingyun jumped up like a cat with a trampled tail, pinched his waist and roared, "chick, you're too brave to let the uncle serve you."

Ding Ning immediately shrugged and nodded with a smile: "Sir, it's a small mistake. Please bring a basin of hot water to the small one and wipe it by yourself."

"Hum, that's about the same, chick. Wait. I'll get you hot water."

Ling Yun proudly twisted his slender waist and walked out of the ward.

Ding Ning stretched himself out and lay on the bed with his body scattered like a frame. A sense of fatigue hit him, his eyelids sank, and soon there was a slight snore.

"Little girl, come back..."

Lingyun came in with a basin of hot water. As soon as he shouted, he found that Ding Ning had fallen asleep. He spit out lilac tongue, obediently closed his mouth, crept over, wrung out a hot towel, and gently wiped his body like a virtuous wife. Where did he jump off before? His beautiful eyes were full of endless tenderness.

When she looked at Ding Ning's thick chest and back, crisscrossed with old scars, her eyes were full of heartache. She whispered: "what have you experienced? How much pain have you suffered? How many sins have you suffered? Will there be so many scars?"

Her fingers trembled slightly and gently stroked his scars, just like stroking his lover's skin. She seemed to want to share his pain. Although they were old scars, she could still feel the pain of Ding Ning at that time.

"Dad, don't go? Don't be Ningning. Ningning misses you..."

Ding Ning curled up and didn't know what he dreamed of. Suddenly he made a slight sound of somniloquy. His helpless appearance made Lingyun's heart pull.