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Chen Qinghe is also very curious now, the guy in front of him is really too young, how did he do it, and he is a Chinese medicine doctor, which is a bit beyond his expectations.

when hearing about this person.

He thought it was an old man, and it should be a middle-aged man at the last time.

But the guy in front of him can tell at a glance that he is not over 30 years old at all.

Chen Qinghe was like a curious baby, he kept asking, and he was very serious.

It's just that Song Shi really doesn't understand this guy a little bit.

Why do you like to chatter in front of strangers so much?

How did a guy with such a heart settle down to study?

Chen Qinghe paused, and he swallowed the words that came to his lips, because he wanted to ask Song Xian's medical student's footsteps, but when the words came to his lips, he felt that it was very inappropriate.

How can you ask others like this?
So, he changed the subject, "Doctor Song, do you know how the outside world evaluates you?"

Song Xian wrote to glance at the guy named Chen Qinghe from Sijiucheng Hospital, and looked at the other doctors, all in twos and threes, talking with a smile on his face, but this guy seemed to have no friends, "You Have a bad relationship with them?"

Chen Qinghe became silent all of a sudden, as if being stung to the heart.

Song Xian ignored it.

He just wanted to avoid these people now, including this one, Chen Qinghe.

With a bitter smile on Chen Qinghe's face, he said a little embarrassedly: "You can also know this?"

Song Xian gave him a blank look, "It can't be seen that you have almost no communication with them, and everyone's face is full of expressions of dislike and dislike for you. How can your popularity be so good?"

He didn't feel too disgusted with this guy named Chen Qinghe, but he couldn't like it for the time being.

Chen Qinghe hurriedly waved his hands and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Tell me what you are here for this time? To see a doctor, or to find... a way out?"

Song Xian didn't expect Chen Qinghe to be so direct.

He didn't intend to answer the question, wanted to avoid it.

However, Chen Qinghe was blunt, saying: "To tell you the truth, I have both. After all, as a human being, if you don't have any pursuit, then you are really no different from a salted fish."

Song Xian was stunned for a moment, with a smile on his lips.

This guy in front of him is indeed a little different.

Chen Qinghe didn't care about Song Xian's reaction at all, but put his hands on Song Xian's shoulders, leaned closer and said, "I can tell that you are different from them, but it's the same, you are also a doctor and part-time doctor. To gain some fame. After all... the infirmary of the rolling mill will still be constrained by the big hospital, right!"

Song Xian was silent.

He did have this idea, which cannot be quibbled.

It's just that you can't talk about it on the bright side, it's that simple.

Moreover, he shrugged, and immediately avoided Chen Qinghe's hand.

what does this look like
The whole self is very familiar with him?
Chen Qinghe said with a smile: "Don't be like this. The first time I saw you, I thought that you should be my brother."

Song Xian was speechless.

This guy is simply shameless.

When did I become so familiar with him?
Song Xian said, "We are not brothers!"

Chen Qinghe frowned slightly, and hurriedly said: "Don't tell me. It was hard for me to find someone who treats me like you. We know each other now. Maybe we will meet again in the future!"

Song Xian glanced sideways at Chen Qinghe, and said with a puckered mouth, "I hope not to see you again!"

Chen Qinghe was deflated, and immediately walked to a place, sullen.

Song Xian stood here calmly.

What Chen Qinghe said just now didn't affect him at all. On the other hand, Chen Qinghe is a kind of resentment, and he is angry alone.

And at this moment, the door slowly opened, and a person walked out from inside, wearing a black suit, with a straight waist, walking with a gust of wind.

Followed by.

He was a very elegant middle-aged man in a Chinese tunic suit and glasses.

Some of them recognized this person at a glance, "Look, Secretary Jiang is here!"

This man is the secretary of the owner of this small villa, surnamed Jiang and named Pei.

But most people rarely know this name, and they just call him Secretary Jiang.

And he personally likes the title.

Secretary Jiang glanced at the crowd, adjusted the frame of his glasses, behaved elegantly, and said indifferently: "Everyone, you can all go in now, but it has been agreed in advance that after entering, no noise and noise will be allowed."

Everyone present nodded and agreed.

Then a group of people followed Secretary Jiang into the yard, and then entered the building.

Song Xian just walked last.

What made him very speechless was that Chen Qinghe also walked side by side with him.

Chen Qinghe smiled all over his face and said, "Song Xian, we are really destined. You see, we have the same preferences. We both like to be in the limelight. We both like to be the last. You said we can't be called brothers , This is a bit unreasonable. Let me tell you secretly, the patients we are treating this time are people from that era, it’s amazing, we are treating patients now, that is, comrades-in-arms!"

Paused, thought for a while,
Anyway, he just wants to have a relationship with Song Xian now, and continued: "So, since we are comrades-in-arms, our relationship is worse than brothers, right!"

Song Xian Fu forehead, who is this special horse?

So shameless?
Simply.

As Chen Qinghe walked, he asked: "Song Xian, just say, is this the truth? If you say that your comrades-in-arms have no brother to die, I will shut up!"

Song Xian shook his head.

Comrade Tema is the one who ran out of the dead, is he still alive?
He can deny it.

He ignores this guy.

After entering that room, Chen Qinghe suddenly became quiet, because just now, Secretary Jiang gave him a cold look.

He is a very knowledgeable person.

He is also a man who knows how to measure.

At this time, the rules must not be broken.

Song Xian showed a sly smile at this time, making Chen Qinghe blow his beard and stare in anger, but it's a pity that this kid doesn't have a beard now.

So from Song Xian's point of view, it's unreliable!
Very unreliable!

And at this moment, everyone's eyes were on the person in the center of the hall.

It was an old man.

In fact, when everyone went in, they said that they didn't follow the seniority, seniority, or hospital level, but after they actually went in, they would find that it was all nonsense.

Because the one standing at the front is still the most famous figure in Sijiu City.

Everyone is a guy who gets complimented by his peers, an expert.

And right now.

Chen Qinghe pointed to the front, the second seat, and said in a low voice, "See, that seat is mine. But I don't want to go, because, compared with you, I I think it’s a bit misleading.”