Quick Transmission: Host, don’t touch the boss, he’s going to kiss you

As expected, not even half a day after the incident happened, the entire hospital knew what Ye Qingshu had done, and each department made it a point to focus on this incident when handing over, as a warning.

Aning also learned the cause and effect of the whole incident from Fang Fang, which was similar to what Lin Ru said, except that Dr. Jiang was not frightened, but directly threw Ye Qingshu out of the duty room with a blanket, and then called the security guard come over.

It was not until noon that Ye Qingshu returned to the cardiac surgery department. When she came back, her face was very ugly. The red bloodshot eyes and dark blue under her eyes reminded her that she had not slept last night.

She changed her clothes and packed her things as if nothing had happened. She remained silent in the face of everyone's criticism and didn't even look back when she left.

There was no hysterical noise, and Ye Qingshu quietly disappeared from the hospital.

After that, Aning never saw her again.

There have been many patients admitted to the cardiac surgery ward these days. Without one person, everyone is so busy that they feel dizzy.

And Aning also welcomed her first night shift. Maybe she was so "lucky" that whenever she had free time, emergency patients would be sent to their department.

At the end of the night, Aning was not feeling well. When he got home, he almost fell asleep on the bed.

The window screens blown by the air conditioner were gently fluttering. In the dim room, only a bulge on the bed could be vaguely seen. The mobile phone on the bedside table rang without warning.

The "drumming" thing on the bed seemed to move, but there was no further explanation. It wasn't until the second bell rang that the thing slowly stretched out a hand and searched for the bedside table with the bell.

"Hello."

"Hello, are you Lin Lang's friend? She drank too much. Can you come and pick her up?"

There was some noise on the other end of the phone, and it took Aning a while to understand what the other party was saying.

After a while of rustling, Aning climbed out of the quilt and turned on the light button on the wall in the dark.

The dazzling lights suddenly turned on, and his eyes narrowed in discomfort. Aning once again confirmed the address on the other end of the phone and got up resignedly.

After changing her clothes, she glanced at the time and found that it was already past ten o'clock in the evening, and she had actually slept all day.

In fact, she didn't really want to go. They weren't related to each other. Apart from the fruit friendship that day, they were not familiar with each other at all.

But Aning is a person with a strong sense of responsibility and has called her. If she didn't go, she would definitely feel bad if something happened to Lin Lang.

After some ideological struggle, she finally went.

After arriving at the destination, Aning made a phone call to confirm and saw the driver's strange look in the rearview mirror.

Aning doesn't know why. Is there something on her face?

Then I thought that the place she went to was a bar. It was really imaginative for a girl to go to the bar alone at night. After getting off the car, before she could say anything, the driver stepped on the accelerator, leaving her with the butt of the car.

Aning: "..."

She actually wanted to tell the driver to wait for her and let her go in to pick someone up...

But now it seems that she can only take a taxi again.

The lights in the bar were weird and confusing, and everyone was dancing wildly in the loud and deafening music. The smell of tobacco and alcohol mixed in the air quickly filled the whole brain, as if they had entered a new world.

Aning called the staff to take her to the bar. After turning a few places, she caught a glimpse of a middle-aged man in an inconspicuous corner. He was pressing a young woman's ears and rubbing her temples together. His hands restlessly roamed the woman's body. Aning blushed. Quickly avert your gaze.

Under the dim light, the bartender was wearing a dark suit jacket with a red bow tied at the collar. He gently shook the mixer in his hand, mixed a colorful cocktail in a few clicks and handed it to the person in front of him. customer.

The drinking bar is not big, with only a few people here and there.

From a distance, Aning could see Lin Lang supporting his head with one hand as the man next to him drank him drink after glass.

Upon seeing this, Aning immediately stepped forward and snatched the wine Lin Langzheng was bringing to her lips, put his arm around her shoulders, and looked at the man beside her warily.

"Who are you and why do you keep making me your friend?"

Lin Lang was already drunk and unconscious at this time. Fortunately, he could still recognize An Ning. He seemed to feel the familiar smell. He rubbed his face and hugged An Ning's waist, still yelling. What are you wearing?

"She's my girlfriend, it's none of your business if we drink together!" The man spoke in a very vulgar and foul-mouthed way. His eyes flashed with surprise the moment he looked at Aning, and then he said, "Why, the beauty wants to be with my brother?" Can I have a drink?"

An Ning protected Lin Lang in her arms like she was a cub, and taunted in a sinister tone: "Girlfriend? Why haven't I ever heard my friend say that she has a boyfriend?"