Sister, you miss me

Early the next morning, Yang Feng replaced his wet pants, rubbed his sore waist, and got off work.

When he arrived at the cake room, he did not dare to look at Chen Lin.

There is a ghost in my heart. Not only did I belittle others last night, I also profaned more than once in my dream, and I don't know if there is any "remains" in Chen Lin's house.

Fortunately, Chen Lin was like a okay person, and thanked Yang Feng for sending her home.

As long as Sister Lin doesn't regard herself as a hooligan, Yang Feng put her heart back in her stomach.

...

Grandma He Lingxin's operation was very successful.

At noon that day, County Magistrate He was rarely free, so he had the idea of ​​coming to thank you. As a result, the father and daughter coincided.

He Lingxin has his own ideas.

Yang Feng helped her when she was in school.Yang Feng became the laughingstock of everyone because of her unjust injustice, but she never had a chance to repay. Later, Yang Feng dropped out of school and she didn't have the chance to repay.

He Lingxin is a person who is unwilling to owe others, this incident has always made her worry about it.

Unexpectedly, Yang Feng rescued her grandma by accident.

For Yang Feng, He Lingxin didn't feel anything special, didn't hate it, and didn't like it.

However, after passing through the hospital, He Lingxin became interested in Yang Feng.

In order to avoid shocking the world, He Kun did not use a special car. Instead, he sat in his daughter's Fox hatchback and asked her daughter to act as the county governor's driver.

When he arrived at the Zhantian Clinic and looked at the small room, He Kun couldn't help but secretly said, "The expert is really low-key."

He walked into the clinic and sat on the chair where he was visiting. He Kun stretched out an arm and said, "Recently, I don't sleep well at night and I always get sleepy during the day. Please help me to see."

Yang Zhantian's eyes were exposed from the myopia glasses, and he looked at the man, feeling strange in his heart. This man entered the clinic and he was still wearing sunglasses.

Doubts belonged to doubts, and Yang Zhantian still started the diagnosis.

After reading the pulse, looking at the tongue coating, listening to the heart and lungs, and a set of procedures, Yang Zhantian smiled and said: "It's nothing, overworry, indigestion, and internal fire, just take some medicine that helps digestion and calms your mind."

At this moment, a Wuling Hongguang bread stopped at the door, with a health bureau pass on the front glass.

Two people got off the car, one of five short stature, fat head and big ears, with a back, and a young man followed.

If no one opened the door beside them, the young man immediately said proudly, "Who is the head of the clinic?"

The visitor was Jia Zhengjin, Chief Jia of the Health Bureau, followed by Staff Xiao Zhang.

Jia Zhengjin has reached the age of fifty to know the destiny, but he is still wandering in the assistant department, a little depressed. It is estimated that it will be difficult to make further progress before retirement.

Unexpectedly, the opportunity came.

Early this morning, Jia Zhengjin received a call from Executive Deputy County Magistrate Gao Qinsheng, asking him to do something for him.

I heard that it was just dealing with a small clinic, and Jia Zhengjin immediately felt like anti-aircraft guns hit mosquitoes, but since it was the matter of the county magistrate, it was nothing trivial.

Jia Zhengjin happily accepted. If he catches up on the line of the executive deputy county magistrate, he might be promoted to the junior level before he retires.

People were refreshed on happy occasions. Chief Jia had two glasses at noon, and he came over to do business with a red face.

Hearing the young man's question, Yang Zhantian immediately stood up and replied: "I am, what's the matter with you?"

The young man took out a rectification notice with a look of contempt: "We are from the Health Bureau. Someone has reported that you are overcharged for medicines and the medical waste is handled at will. Now I will notify you to close the business for rectification."

Misfortune came.

Yang Zhantian's first feeling was filled with indignation.

"My little clinic, how can there be any medical waste?"

Xiaoyoun ignored him at all, and Section Chief Jia spoke: "I'm Jia Zhengjin from the Health Bureau. If there is a problem, we will investigate. Close the door for rectification first!"

Through sunglasses, He Kun stared coldly at the two of the Health Bureau.