Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

The O.R. door just opened, Qin Shi kind of came out of it.

After four and a half hours of surgery, the patient was finally rescued from the ghost gate, but all the medical personnel involved in the surgery were almost exhausted.

After Qin Shiting came out, he washed his hands and changed his clothes. After walking back to the clinic, he was pushing the door open and heard the little nurse at the counseling table in the outside hallway say: “Dr. Qin, are you done with your surgery? I just heard your phone ringing in your office, it rang many times. I think someone is in a hurry to reach you. I didn't dare to go in and pick up your private phone, but it didn't ring again. ”

Qin Stington: “Got it, thanks. ”

Walking into the clinic, Qin Shiting first looked at the medical certificate just sent in by other colleagues on the eyeball table. It was a patient's medical certificate the other day. It was important. After he picked it up and looked at it for a while, he glanced at the cell phone placed at the table. Normally, no one would call except his family and Mo Jingsheng Nanheng. Normally, at this time, they would not call, and they all knew he was busy.

The call showed a strange number and several consecutive calls were made.

The number is local to Haicheng.

He looked at it again and just clicked on the numbers and called back.

Aunt Xiang had just washed her clothes and was in the habitual bathroom, cleaning the house every day, busy, suddenly heard her cell phone ringing in the direction of the bedroom, hurried up and washed her hands and wiped, then ran back to the bedroom.

Happy doesn't know when she falls asleep lying directly in bed with a doll in her arms, her phone is on the bed and it keeps ringing.

“This kid, he fell asleep while playing with his phone, how he hurt his eyes.” Aunt Xiang sighed and picked up the phone and answered: "Hello, how are you? ”

The voice across the phone is a little strange and sounds like a middle-aged woman.

Qin Shiting said: “Who just called? I have four missed calls here. ”

Aunt Xiang just stunned: "Ah? What call? I haven't called anybody here. ”

Qin Shiting frowned slightly and looked back at the number displayed on his eyeball phone: “I dialed the number directly in the missed call. ”

“This…”

Aunt Xiang suddenly turned her eyes and looked at the perfumed little baby sleeping on the bed. She whispered with suspicion: “This child...”

After hearing the children's words, Qin Shiting had already lost patience and was ready to hang up the phone for a moment.

Kids?

“Well, sir, I'm sorry, my phone was just playing with my granddaughter, I don't know why she just pressed some numbers on the phone, I'm so sorry, the kid called disturbingly, I'm sorry!” Aunt Xiang sincerely said as she walked out of the bedroom, lest she wake the little ancestor who was sleeping.

“It's okay.”

“Hey, I'm sorry to tell you again, but I'm hanging up.” Aunt Xiang hung up quickly.

Qin Shiting dropped his phone and continued to pick up the diagnostic record. When he sat down and picked up the pen and was about to sign the diagnostic record, he suddenly jumped out of his mind with that cute little face.

Kids make random phone calls, they stick to it, they make multiple consecutive calls, they always have the same number?

But he didn't expect the little girl to call him.

Qin Shiting picked an eyebrow, then shook his head with a sigh, threw his phone back to the table, and looked down at what was at hand.

……

When I came home from work reading songs at night, Happy had just woken up in the afternoon, sitting on the carpet in the living room with a plate of grapes in her arms, eating.

“Mommy eats grapes!” Happy quickly raises the fruit tray in her hand.

“Be good, Mommy won't eat first, you play first.” The song touched her head and turned to find Auntie Xiang: “I have a paycheck tomorrow night. I should be back late, or I won't come back. Go live directly at the office. Take the fun to the playground tomorrow, save her boredom, watch TV for so long at night, hurt her eyes. ”

“Okay.” Aunt Xiang came out and said, "By the way, Happy called someone on my phone this afternoon. I think it was a random number. It was a man who answered the phone. When I explained the reason to him, he was quite polite. I guess he knew that the child was causing the accident, and there was nothing to compare it to. Fortunately, the phone didn't work at first, otherwise Happy child didn't have to talk to strangers. ”

I was surprised when I read the song: "Happy calling strangers? ”

“I suppose so. Otherwise, could a child as young as this have someone's number? It's like she only carries your number and mine, and the others she doesn't know. ”

When I read the song, I turned around and looked at Coke sitting on the carpet stuffing grapes in my mouth and whispered: “How could I not know when Happy had a hobby for dialing phone numbers with her phone...”

“Probably learned from other children in kindergarten.” Aunt Xiang waved her hand: “Nothing, it's not a big deal, I just wanted to tell you, I'll tell her not to call anyone else. Today, this is a very casual and polite person. If I encounter something that is not upbringing and scolding the child, I think Happy will be scared. ”

I nodded when I was reading a song and didn't say anything.

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The next day, afternoon.

Shisang went downstairs to the parking lot after the company meeting, got into the business car, took Vinco into the car and handed her the documents that she needed to go through and started reading.

Venko sat in the co-pilot's seat and picked up the phone.

About ten minutes after the car left the company, the singer looked up in front of him, looked at the driver again, and dropped the file in his hand and said, "Is the company's new driver here? Why are you looking at me like that? ”

The driver also looked at her through the rearview mirror and smiled politely at her: “Hello all the time. ”

Vinco also hung up the phone at this moment and looked at the people in the driver's seat and said: “People are brought in by Uncle Tai. They say that they are relatives of his family. He recently lost his job and has driven for 30 years. I have seen his resume. He was a driver in another unit before. He did drive for many years. He should be very reliable. He recognized the road well and used it directly. ”

When I read the song, I looked at the driver again. I stopped talking and looked down at the documents.

“When you get to the place later, don't be too hard on the directors. Everyone counts about Xu's affairs. You have resentment, you have accumulated so many years, and you are not in a hurry at this time. Everyone knows that you have been planning to impeach Director Xu lately, but he has been in the country for so many years, the roots are more stable than your parents, you can not just say it is shaky, and his means have always been not very clean, you have children around you, weaknesses, don't be too radical. ”

Read the song silently, drop the file in your hand, and suddenly you can smell a strange smell of burning in the car.