Report to Husband: Gao Leng's Wife Wants to Hug

Fang Yayan had done everything he had to do. Before the little nurse came over, Fang Yayan called her.

"You're done. I'll go over right away. I've almost sorted out the problem." The little nurse saw Fang Yayan and called herself, and cleaned up while talking to Fang Yayan.

"I'm done with work, don't worry, I haven't read my question yet." After speaking, Fang Yayan secretly laughed, the little nurse's work efficiency is still very high, and she is about to slow down again.

"Well, wait for me, I'll be there right away." After the little nurse hung up the phone, she quickly packed up the Sydney pear soup, took the manuscript she had prepared in the morning and afternoon, and set off for the hospital.

When the little nurse went downstairs to take a taxi, it happened to be the same master who took her back in the afternoon. The world is such a small place, so they would meet by such a coincidence.

"Girl, are you going to the hospital again?" The master cheerfully asked the little nurse, and he recognized the little nurse at a glance.

"That's right, uncle is you again, it's quite a fate." The little nurse said to the master in a brisk voice. The driver's master spoke very kindly, which made the little nurse feel particularly safe in her heart.

"Then if you run around like this every day, I can pick you up and drop you off." The driver master said to the little nurse, and he didn't look like a local when he heard the little nurse talking.

The little nurse was a little moved when the driver said that, and they only met twice.

"This is not very convenient, thank you uncle." The little nurse thought about it, and she still replied to her uncle like this. After all, her time of going to and from the hospital every day is uncertain, and it will be possible after she actually goes to work.

"Because I'm not sure about the time I go back and forth every day, and it's not the time to go to work, so it's a little troublesome for you." The little nurse then explained to the driver.

"Oh, that's it. I thought you were going back and forth to the hospital every day. You don't look like a local." Hearing what the little nurse said, the driver still smiled as before.

He seemed to be very talkative at first glance, and his attitude towards the little nurse was very good, as if he was talking to his own child.

"That's right, I haven't officially joined the job yet." The little nurse smiled and said to the master. She felt that she hadn't shown anything, but she didn't expect the master to see that she was not a local.

This moved the little nurse very much, and she felt the warmth of the city.

"This is my business card. You can call me when it's inconvenient for you to take a taxi." The driver handed the little nurse a business card.

"Okay, thank you uncle."

Fang Yayan thought to herself, the little nurse has already prepared all the manuscripts, and I haven't read a single question, and I have to organize my words, so the little nurse probably has to help me with some more.

"I don't have time to chat with you. I have to go to the problem quickly. You should sleep well." Fang Yayan said a few words to Jiang Chengyi in a hurry, and then went to prepare the manuscript.

"What are these questions?" Fang Yayan was a little confused when she saw the first question, and she couldn't help frowning.

The first question on the manuscript clearly stated, "Is your husband, Chief Jiang Chengyi, still unconscious? What is your attitude towards this matter?"

Fang Yayan thought to herself, fortunately, this question was assigned to herself. If it were assigned to the little nurse, how would she feel about her husband when she thought of her?
The media is definitely willing to ask questions that the public is very curious and eager to know, and use these questions to create public opinion points.

After all, Fang Yayan understood all this in her heart, but she still felt a little uncomfortable. She had no obligation to cooperate with the media in this matter.

After hesitating for a while, Fang Yayan still called the dean.

The dean was off work at this time, and he was on his way home when he saw that it was Fang Yayan's call, and he connected it right away.

"Dean, I'm Yayan." Fang Yayan said to the dean in a very gentle voice.

"What's the matter? What happened?" When the dean spoke to Fang Yayan, his voice was very peaceful. He was very concerned about Fang Yayan's affairs.

"I'm looking at this topic sent by the media. There is a question about my husband. I don't really want to answer this."

Fang Yayan expressed his thoughts directly without beating around the bush.

She just wanted to firmly express her position. She refused to answer such ambiguous questions. She didn't want Jiang Chengyi to work hard to wipe out the enemy at the border, and finally become the leader of the media.

Hearing Fang Yayan's words, the dean coughed lightly twice. He didn't know how to answer this question. The dean had already read all the questions before this. He didn't expect Fang Yayan to call and ask. This thing about myself.

"In this way, Dean, I can truthfully answer other questions about the border situation, but I will not answer such questions."

Fang Yayan saw that the dean did not speak, so she continued to say clearly that this was her position, and it would not change for any reason.

"Yayan, don't be like this, you should also understand these media, they must need some issues of public interest to promote..."

The dean hurriedly persuaded Fang Yayan, but he didn't have much confidence in saying these words.

"But isn't this kind of question rubbing salt on my wound? I'm not so noble, hurting myself for their propaganda, and this is also a disrespect to Chief Jiang Chengyijiang."

Fang Yayan continued to tell the dean, every word she said was very firm and powerful, and Fang Yayan would not make any concessions on this kind of matter.

As Jiang Chengyi's lover, she is still in a coma, no matter who she is, she can't "consume" Jiang Chengyi.

"So don't worry, I'll go back to the hospital tomorrow and we'll talk again. I'm still on the road, so I'll hang up first. You should have a good rest." 
The dean could tell that Fang Yayan's tone was very firm, so he didn't want to discuss this issue with Fang Yayan on the phone.

After saying a few words, the dean quickly hung up the phone, worried that Fang Yayan would keep telling him about it.

Of course, the dean will not force Fang Yayan, he will contact the media and cross out this question, which is really not a good question for Fang Yayan.

Thinking about it in another way, if the dean was Fang Yayan, he would definitely refuse to answer such a question.

"It's really unreliable." Fang Yayan still wanted to talk, but the phone had already hung up, and he complained helplessly.