After the divorce, the genius doctor exposed his identity and became the favorite of thousands of pe

Chapter 249 Beauty, who doesn't love it

The first operation in the morning was for a lung cancer patient. Because the tumor was located very close to the aorta, and this person had heart disease, the doctors below were afraid to do it, so Jiang Chuxiang prescribed it for him.

The operation went well, and in less than an hour, she completed most of the operation except for closing the chest.

Several assistants said: "Dean Chu, you have worked hard, sit down and rest for a while. We are familiar with each other, so we can come here."

Of course they are familiar with each other, they are all director-level assistants.

In normal times, even they wouldn't bother to do this kind of operation of closing the chest, and handed it over to the second-level assistant directly.

But now, he was facing Jiang Chuxiang.

The itinerant nurse brought a stool and asked Jiang Chuxiang to sit and watch the directors meticulously suture the patient.

Jiang Chuxiang couldn't stand it anymore, so she took off her gloves and surgical gown, washed her hands, and came out of the operating room, ready to go back to the laboratory to see the herbs she decocted.

When she walked to the corridor, there were pattering footsteps behind her, chasing her excitedly.

"Ah!" The man chased after Jiang Chuxiang, stretched out his elbow and slammed into Jiang Chuxiang's arm heavily, "Sister Jiang, Sister Jiang! I can go to work with you in the future!"

Jiang Chuxiang turned his head and found that it was Ai Qingling who ran over.

The little girl had an indescribable look on her face, and her eyes were full of light when she looked at Jiang Chuxiang.

Jiang Chuxiang smiled, ignoring the aching arm that was hit by Ai Qingling.

Maybe Ai Qingling herself hurt herself, and now she is frowning and rubbing her elbows, and after rubbing, she laughs again, a child who has no intentions.

Jiang Chuxiang asked her: "So, have you participated in the hospital's job fair?"

"Yes." Ai Qingling blinked her big eyes, shining brightly, wishing she could stick to Jiang Chuxiang's body.

"Do you know why I want to work here?" She stood on tiptoe and approached Jiang Chuxiang's ear, "Because the doctors in this hospital are very handsome!"

A look of disbelief flashed across Jiang Chuxiang's face, "Oh. Really."

A pair of almond eyes opened round, she never thought that Ai Qingling would give this answer, "Are you handsome?"

"En." Ai Qingling nodded vigorously.

It just so happened that a young male doctor passed by, and the two girls subconsciously looked at the doctor.

I saw that the doctor was handsome, wearing a white coat, with a particularly slender figure, and he was indeed quite handsome.

The doctor saw the two beautiful girls looking at him, his ears turned red, and he walked quickly.

Jiang Chuxiang seemed to have discovered a new continent, and then laughed along with him, his almond eyes were curved, as if they were covered with stars.

Ai Qingling: "Handsome, am I right?"

Jiang Chuxiang nodded vigorously, took out a lollipop from his white coat, sipped it in his mouth, and shared one with Ai Qingling at the same time, and then the two of them lay on the railing of the corridor, looking at the past doctor.

Looking at it this way, Jiang Chuxiang found that, really, the doctors in Renguang Hospital are all good-looking, whether they are men or women, even the elderly doctors are particularly energetic.

Taking a closer look, I found that many of them have already put on new white coats, so, is it because the white coats designed by Gan Lele have improved their temperament?
All in all, Jiang Chuxiang decided to raise the salary of the HR department.

The two of them just lay on the railing and watched, commenting from time to time.

Suddenly, Ai Qingling yelled, "Son, then I am a son!" Immediately, a piercing scream rang in Jiang Chuxiang's ears.

Jiang Chuxiang was surprised for a moment, seeing that there were no three-year-old or four-year-old children among the passers-by downstairs.

Besides,

Jiang Chuxiang looked back at Ai Qingling who was so excited that she couldn't be more excited. She was clearly still a little girl, how could she have a son?
"son?"

"Yes!" Ai Qingling nodded, "Over there!" She stretched out her fingers, "It's Hong Zai Zai, I will never admit my mistake!"

Following the direction of Ai Qingling's finger, Jiang Chuxiang saw a young man in black short-sleeves walking by. This man was wearing a peaked cap and a mask on his face. The shoulders are narrow and the waist is narrow, and the walking posture is like a model walk. It is very imposing and appears to be of extraordinary background.

Then, where is he a cub, he is clearly a handsome guy!

Jiang Chuxiang almost fainted.

"Ai Qingling, what do you call his son?"

Judging by that person's age, he might be older than Ai Qingling.

Ai Qingling stomped her feet excitedly, covered her ears and screamed, then pulled Jiang Chuxiang's arm and shook it vigorously, "It's Meng Hong, Sister Jiang, do you know Meng Hong?"

Jiang Chuxiang looked blank.

Ai Qingling said: "Oh, Hong Zai Zai is a child star, and I grew up watching his works."

Ai Qingling spoke anxiously, pulled Jiang Chuxiang and chased him down.

Jiang Chuxiang helped her forehead, and after a long time, it turned out that Ai Qingling was a groupie and a mother fan, so Jiang Chuxiang thought that Ai Qingling was pregnant before she was married or something!
It's because she's superficial.

Jiang Chuxiang was not very interested in Meng Hong, so Ai Qingling abandoned Jiang Chuxiang and chased after him first.

Under a hanging flower tree at the entrance of the hospital, Ai Qingling finally caught up with Meng Hong, panting after her, and opened her arms to stop him.

"Hong Zai Zai Zai Zai! I am your fan, can you sign me?" Ai Qingling panted, her cheeks flushed.

Meng Hong frowned.

sign?

Usually he is very friendly to fans, if there are fans who want to sign autographs, he will happily agree.

But today, there was a trace of bitterness in his deep, dark eyes. He was about to lose his reputation. In a few days, would someone ask him for his autograph?Maybe someone will throw rotten eggs on his head.

Ai Qingling rummaged through the satchel she was carrying, but couldn't find the pen for signing for a while.

Behind him, Jiang Chuxiang handed over a fountain pen.

Ai Qingling quickly grabbed the pen and handed it to Meng Hong with both hands, "Please, I really like you so much. Hong Zai Zai. Why did you appear here? Help me sign the clothes? Okay? Okay ?"

Ai Qingling spoke incoherently, a long series of question marks, exclamation marks, interrogative sentences and imperative sentences appeared at the same time.

Meng Hong took the pen and faced Ai Qingling, not knowing where to start, where to sign?It can't really be signed on the clothes.

It was Jiang Chuxiang again, who took out a small notebook from his pocket and handed it to Ai Qingling.

Ai Qingling flustered, grabbed the notebook, and stretched it out to Meng Hong, "Sign here."

Meng Hong took the notebook and wrote his name on it.

The girl behind tilted her head, avoiding the brim of his peaked cap, and examined his appearance very carefully, "You are really handsome." Jiang Chuxiang praised seriously.

After Meng Hong finished writing his name, he returned the notebook to Ai Qingling, then raised his eyes to look at the girl behind him, and was attracted by her clear and bright eyes all of a sudden.

The girl has a clean and delicate face like an angel, her complexion is as fair as porcelain, and her facial features are not amazing, but together they make people look very comfortable and beautiful.

At this moment, the girl was looking at him with a lollipop in her mouth.

Meng Hong said: "You are also very beautiful."

He praised subconsciously, but when the words reached his throat, he choked as if he had been cut by a knife, and couldn't speak out.

The throat is very dry, like a desert.

Jiang Chuxiang paused, then looked at his face carefully again, "What's wrong with your throat?"

(End of this chapter)