Quick Wear: We are not a strategy system

Jiang Yuan didn't mention it again, and secretly approached another nurse who was also watching the show, "Then why did you come to work here?"

The seemingly quiet nurse ignored Jiang Yuan's gossipy eyes and said, "Because I just found out that this is a black clinic."

Jiang Yuan: ....

She continued to say something shocking: "And the salary here is higher than that in the city. It's 6,000 yuan a month, while in the city it's only 4,000 yuan a month."

Jiang Yuan: !!! What kind of high-quality, high-paying job is this? There aren't many patients at ordinary times, so why bother about this black clinic?

Damn it! I wonder if Zheng Nian is still hiring. I shed tears of poverty and envy.

Jiang Yuan's mind was moved. After the drip, she followed him secretly and said, "I'll work for you. How about 5,000 a month?"

Zheng Nian looked at her and said, "During this period of time, you can put some paintings online. I'm sure someone will buy them. Revealing your predicament will also help you in the lawsuit. Also, I have to go to the bathroom, so it's best if you don't follow me."

Jiang Yuan: I was suddenly enlightened and turned around stiffly.

In fact, Jiang Yuan used to sell paintings frequently before, and her style was lively and elegant, in line with the public's aesthetic taste, and her paintings were relatively cheap, so people always bought them. Because of the plagiarism incident, she has not sold paintings for a long time.

She turned on her computer and logged into her favorite website, verified her background information, and then bid on her paintings one by one. The price did not increase, and remained the same as before.

Zheng Nian closed the door early in the evening. The beautiful nurse must have known what was going on and left early in the afternoon. The other nurse saw her leave early but didn't say anything. She continued to take care of a patient who looked like he had been in prison and calmly stitched his wound.

The reason why he is said to be ferocious is not because he looks fierce, but because he has that kind of evil aura, which he would not have if he had never killed anyone.

The nurse was not afraid at all, because the other person's injury was on the waist, and it might always touch the ticklish spot, so the other person would twist from time to time.

She slapped his butt: "If you move again, I won't sew it for you."

Jiang Yuan and the patient were both stunned. It took the patient a long time to react: "You actually spanked my butt?"

Jiang Yuan couldn't help but break into a sweat. The other party looked like a martial artist, and was not on the same level as the thugs during the day. If he really attacked her, she was not sure if she could beat him.

The nurse pricked him roughly and said, "I told you not to move. The needle is not aligned properly."

Jiang Yuan: ...Does this sister have obsessive-compulsive disorder?

Fortunately, the other party became strangely quiet and closed his eyes and dozed off after the stitches were done. Jiang Yuan watched the nurse leave before closing the door.

In the past, she felt okay sleeping alone in the large dormitory in the small clinic, but today there was one more person, a man, and Jiang Yuan felt that she could no longer stay in this room.

His wound was still bleeding after the stitches were done, and the air was filled with a bloody smell. It was hot and stuffy in the summer, and even if the air conditioner was turned on, she couldn't open the window for ventilation. She thought that since Zheng Nian was not here today, she would quietly go upstairs and stay the night.

Anyway, she slept in his bed when she fainted at the door for the first time, so he shouldn't mind, right?

Jiang Yuan felt that Zheng Nian looked more harmless than the burly man downstairs, so after some mental preparation she went upstairs decisively.

After sleeping on the bed downstairs that was almost the same as a bed board for a long time, I suddenly felt unreal sleeping on a real bed.

Ah, this is so poor, how can I sleep on this bed?

She rolled over with joy.

It would be worth it even if I get beaten up by Zheng Nian tomorrow!

In the middle of the night, there was a sudden noise at the window and Jiang Yuan was awakened. She sat up and found that there was another person in the room.

Jiang Yuan suddenly lost his breath, and the man suddenly fell to the ground, with sticky liquid oozing out from under his body.

She carefully stood up to check and found that it was Zheng Nian. He seemed to have been stabbed, with blood and flesh on his thigh, which was shocking.

Jiang Yuan asked the time machine: [Did he go out to kill someone? How did he end up like this? ]

Time Machine: [He went home to steal something and was discovered by the bodyguard. ]

Jiang Yuan frowned: [Those bodyguards didn't catch up, right? ]

Time Machine: [Don't worry, I got rid of it. Otherwise, why would it take so long to steal something? 】

Jiang Yuan: […After all, he looks weak.]

Time Machine: [Is it possible that if you don't save him, he will die. ]

Jiang Yuan helped him up with disdain: [Did you cut your aorta? Then I can’t save you.]

[No, we can still save him. ]

She expertly pulled down his trouser legs, tied up his wound to stop the bleeding, and went downstairs to get the first aid kit.

Feeling something was wrong at the stairs, she turned sideways to avoid a fist the size of a sandbag.

Which patient is it? It seems he also heard the noise upstairs.

When he saw it was Jiang Yuan, he didn't ask anything and turned around to go back to rest.

Jiang Yan snorted: I almost didn't apologize until I almost stunned.

It was already early morning when Jiang Yuan finished bandaging him. She was tired and sleepy.

I thought that doctors are all mysophobic and would not tolerate me going to bed covered in blood without taking a shower.

So she lay down on the bed with peace of mind again, and considerately tidied Zheng Nian up on the ground and covered him with a thin quilt.

When he woke up during the day and found himself lying on the floor, the culprit was still sleeping soundly on the bed. Even the gentle and elegant Zheng Nian couldn't help but frown.

He stood up feeling sore all over, he opened the wound and prepared to treat it again and found that Jiang Yuan handled it surprisingly well, as if he had studied medicine.

He glanced at the defenseless woman sleeping on the bed and felt that there were many mysteries surrounding her.

Jiang Yuan woke up and found Zheng Nian in the bathroom. He must have just finished taking a shower. He was leaning on the sink with one hand, and his hair was a little messy and hung in front of his eyes. Although he brought a stool to the bathroom, his half-wet shirt and the lower body hastily wrapped in a bath towel could still show his effort.

Her eyes widened. "How can you take a shower with a half-crippled leg? You are such a willful doctor."

The elegant and noble man obviously couldn't accept being so embarrassed in front of a lady. He blushed slightly and said, "You go out first."

Jiang Yuan didn't listen and went straight into the bathroom: "Let me help you, you definitely can't squeeze the toothpaste with one hand."

I got closer and saw that the wet handsome guy had nice muscles.

She blinked: "Do you want me to help you brush it?"

"Jiang Yuan!"

Jiang Yuan, who was kicked out of the bathroom, returned to the room and saw that there seemed to be some blood on his pajamas.

She quickly lifted the quilt.

There was a little stain on the sheets.

She hurriedly destroyed the evidence, tore off the bed sheet, rolled it up and stuffed it into the washing machine, then found a spare one to replace it.

How could someone buy the same four-piece bedding set so that you can't tell if they changed it?

It seemed like he had been washing for quite some time but hadn't come out yet. Jiang Yuan was a little worried and went to knock on the door directly: "Zheng Nian, are you done washing? I have to pee urgently!"

Unexpectedly, the door was opened directly. His face was slightly red, and he didn't know whether it was because of shame or anger.

Seeing that he didn't move for a long time, Jiang Yuan said: I understand, men all like to save face.

She lifted one of his arms and half dragged and half carried him to the bedside, and even thoughtfully closed the curtains for him.

"You can change your pants first. I promise not to peek."