After running with the online dating boss

In the silent night, the hospital was peaceful, all the patients had already fallen asleep, and there were faint voices of shouting in the corridor of the inpatient department.

I saw the sound of kicking footsteps, a man in a white coat with his hands in his pockets, a ward, a ward check, through the window, seeing the patient sleeping peacefully, he put a tick on the notebook in his hand hook.

The entire orthopedic ward has been inspected, and only the last ward in the corridor has not been inspected.

He looked at the time, it was one o'clock in the morning, but there were still several burly bodyguards standing at the door of the ward.

He Dongdong pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, put on a polite look, walked up to them with a smile, and said hello, "It's so late, can't you rest?"

"Well, yeah, our job is to protect 24 hours a day."

"So hard? It seems that no industry is easy."

"Yes, doctor, what can you do?"

"Of course it's ward rounds. You are 24-hour personal protection, and I have to take care of patients around the clock to ensure that everyone can recover as soon as possible."

The bodyguards looked at each other and said, "Our boss is fine, so you don't need to go in to check, and our wife is also in bed with you."

"Oh, don't worry, I won't go in, just check at the door to see if the patient is asleep, and then record it. After all, in order for bones to heal, it is essential to maintain at least eight hours of sleep."

"OK."

He Dongdong smiled and picked up the record form in his hand. It was all the time when the patients in each ward slept and rested.

Seeing this, the bodyguard couldn't stop him, so he opened the door and let him see.

But when he walked to the door, he couldn't help asking in doubt: "Why is the upper window blocked? How can I check on the patients? I'm already asleep."

"Uh, this is our President Cheng's request. After all, our wife is still inside, and their status is special. If the windows on the door are not blocked, someone will come to peep."

"With you guys here, where would someone peek? Probably to prevent you from peeking."

"Then Dr. He, the window is blocked, how do you go round the ward?"

"Yeah, this is a troublesome thing. Why don't you do it this way? You guys step aside and I'll listen to the door. If there's no movement inside, I'll treat it as a patient falling asleep, so I can record it."

"It's… okay."

Several bodyguards moved the door away and watched He Dongdong squatting on the ground, looking through the previous records and registrations, and then pressed their ears to the door.

"There is no sound inside, it should have fallen asleep, then I will record the rest."

He smiled and signed it, but when he was about to stand up and stuff the pen into his pocket, the ballpoint pen suddenly fell and rolled into the ward along the crack of the door.

"Ah, I'm really clumsy."

He Dongdong smiled helplessly, and stood up depressed, "Forget it, it's too late, it must be impolite to go in and get a pen, and please help me get it when you go in tomorrow. It doesn't matter if you forget, it's just a pen anyway. It's just a pen."

Although the bodyguards looked fierce, they still had basic politeness. They nodded and said, "Don't worry, Doctor He, we will remember."

"Okay, thank you then. Hey, it's too late, and I'm going back to the duty room to sleep. If there is anything, please go to the duty room and call me."

"Ok."

He Dongdong suddenly appeared and walked very calmly, without any disputes or ups and downs.

Several bodyguards also had a good impression of him. After watching him leave, they also leaned their bodies against the wall exhaustedly. One of them was so sleepy that his eyelids were clenched and he yawned and said, "No, I can't hold on anymore. Let's Let's start the shift."

"Well, it's almost time, so you two go to bed first, and come to change shifts after get off work."

"it is good."

A few bodyguards yawned and walked towards the temporary beds parked beside the corridor. This was originally used for infusions for emergency patients without beds, but now it has become their resting place.

However, in order to make money, they have stayed in even the most difficult environment. Compared with this place, it is obvious that the current environmental treatment is already at the level of heaven.

At this moment in the duty room, He Dongdong had a smirk on his face, took off his shoes, and lay on the bed calmly. As soon as he turned the interface of the mobile phone, a moving picture appeared on it.

The surrounding light was dim, and it was impossible to see where it was.

Just like controlling an unmanned aircraft, he called up the steering wheel on the software, pressed the left and right keys, and manipulated the moving objects in the screen to move around little by little.

He saw a wall stop in front of him, and then at the corner, as it moved, the unknown object bypassed the wall, entered the house, saw the legs of the bed, and at the same time, faint voices came from the phone.

The voice was too weak and he couldn't hear it very clearly, so he took out the earphones from under the pillow, put them on his ears, and listened carefully. It was a man and a woman who were talking in a low voice.

And with his control, the angle of the picture also changed, and it was already clear that beside the hospital bed, a "mummy" sat up straight, and beside him was a little woman with a delicate face, who was lying down. head, looking at something with a serious face.

After all, He Dongdong is also a doctor in the hospital, and he knows the patients in his department very well. He has already seen that this woman is Ai Yumu, who is also the object of care that Mr. Han has ordered.

He thought about it, recalled the cold and low voice on the boss's phone, and thought that it must have something to do with this woman. After thinking about it, he took out his spare phone and dialed a number whose name was the boss.

After a while, the phone was connected, and a deep and depressed voice came from there.

"What's the matter? Did Cheng Lengyan sleep in the corridor?"

"Uh, Mr. Han, I've found a solution, but I just want to ask you something."

"Well, what's the matter."

"If I'm not wrong, you actually want to know about Miss Ai's situation, right?"

"kindness."

Han Lingyu's voice was even deeper. If he hadn't gotten used to it, people who heard it for the first time thought that such a cold tone could only be found in hell.

"If that's the case, Mr. Han, I'll send you a software. You can log in with my account, and you can control the movement of the unmanned monitor, and maybe you can see what you want to see."

"Send it immediately within 1 minute."

"Uh, yes."

Every time He Dongdong talked to Han Lingyu, he would feel that he had gone through a life-and-death test. The cold sweat on his back had already wet his clothes, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

He didn't dare to waste time, and immediately exited the video interface, and sent all the account number and software to the boss.

"Hey, 57 seconds, you're lucky."

He Dongdong looked excited, and felt that his luck was really great.

When I went to the electronic exhibition, I bought the toy out of curiosity, but I didn't expect it to come in handy today.

In fact, the ballpoint pen he dropped just now is a high-tech product, and it has not been released yet. It was only exhibited at the exhibition station, and he bought it with all his savings.

For experienced nerds, that thing can be regarded as a treasure. Not only can it control movement, but it also has night vision surveillance cameras and eavesdropping equipment.

At that time, the salesman also specially introduced that this product may only be provided to the military in the future. This exhibition is also to test the water, mobilize the masses, and test the quality of the product.

So when he bought it back, he cherished it for a long time. Although it would be a little distressed to use up all the savings, but now it seems that this thing is not only useful, but the money spent may be returned.

Thinking of this, he was even more happy, thinking about whether to increase the price and sell it to Han Lingyu.

While thinking about it, the phone rang suddenly, and the boss's cold voice came from inside: "The plan remains unchanged, let Cheng Lengyan sleep in the corridor, and I hope to have some special treatment for him, the hospital bed must be specially customized, and there will be some pain when he sleeps." A different kind of experience."

A cold war flashed across He Dongdong, and he felt a chill in his heart. He prayed silently for Cheng Lengyan, sympathizing with him as a poor man with no vision.

"Okay, I see."

"By the way, your stuff is very interesting. I keep the software and account number. I've already had someone pay twice the price to your card. Remember, don't let my stuff get damaged."

"Okay, I promise to take good care of you."

One second, he felt that the boss was cold and unfriendly, but the next second, He Dongdong felt that he had met an angel, who specially made up his big hole.

If Han Lingyu was present at the moment, he would definitely pounce on him and give him a big hug and a kiss.

He smirked badly, and was about to hang up the phone when he suddenly thought of an important event, and quickly exclaimed on the phone: "Wait, Mr. Han, to make Cheng Lengyan sleep in the corridor, you need to operate."

"What do you mean?"

"Ahem, it's like this. This unmanned monitoring pen has another purpose. You can put a small thing in the pen compartment and then manipulate it to move. I put a chemical that can ignite spontaneously in it, as long as it is placed In a ventilated place, it will burn within 5 minutes. My plan is to put this thing under the flammable bed to cause the flames to burn. When the alarm sounds, I can arrange for Cheng Lengyan to be in the hospital on the grounds that the ward was burned Stayed overnight in the corridor."

"Oh, the rocket button on the control interface is the switch for placing things?"

"Yes, after moving the monitoring pen to the position, press the rocket button, and the pen holder will pop open automatically, throwing down the contents. However, Mr. Han, you must remember that within 5 minutes, the The monitoring pen was moved to a safe place. This thing is priceless now, and there is no place to buy it. You must use it carefully. It would be a pity if it was burned or found confiscated.”

"Well, okay, I see."