Discuss at the apex of the villain [Transmigration Book]

It wasn't until after ten o'clock in the evening that all the injured were healed, and Ning Jiayou had time to stop for a drink of water.

The doctors and nurses have been so busy all day that they haven't had dinner yet.Meng Jun ordered takeaways for everyone, and Ning Jiayou was almost eleven o'clock after eating, and was yawning as he prepared to call a car back to school.

He walked out of the hospital and saw Yan Shuo's Rolls Royce parked not far away.

The pitch-black vehicle slowly approached and stopped in front of Ning Jiayou.

Zhou Ze opened the car door: "Mr. Ning, please get in the car, we will take you back to school."

Happiness came too suddenly, and Ning Jiayou got into the car happily: "Thank you." Suddenly seeing Yan Shuo who was sitting opposite him, he was taken aback, "Didn't you be hospitalized for observation for a day? Why did you come out?"

Yan Shuo squinted at him: "Any opinion?"

Ning Jiayou: "..."

He hesitated for a moment, and with a responsible attitude towards the patient, he said sincerely: "Anyway, you have to sleep at night, why not sleep? Just stay in the hospital for one night?"

Yan Shuo: "Don't stop."

Zhou Ze whispered to Ning Jiayou, "Mr. Yan doesn't like hospitals."

"Then you can't leave the hospital rashly. What if something goes wrong?" Ning Jiayou murmured in a low voice, "How old are you? Why are you still so self-willed?"

Zhou Ze was also worried about Yan Shuo's accident, but he didn't dare to refute him, so he tentatively suggested, "Why don't you work hard for Dr. Ning to stay with President Yan all night?"

Ning Jiayou:? ? ?

He said that selling art is not selling oneself!

Realizing that his words were ambiguous, Zhou Ze added, "Mr. Yan needs a doctor to accompany him now. Dr. Ning's medical skills have been affirmed by Director Meng, so there must be no problem."

Ning Jiayou, who almost thought his innocence was at stake, let out a long sigh of relief. He had no objection, but Yan Shuo, who was so strong, must not be happy.

Unexpectedly, Yan Shuo responded directly: "That's it."

Zhou Zema slipped a large bag of medicine to Ning Jiayou: "Thank you, Dr. Ning."

Ning Jiayou: "..."

It always feels like they've been negotiated.

The car drove into a well-known high-end residential area in the imperial capital, and stopped in front of a three-story single-family villa.

The interior of the house is decorated in a Nordic style, and there are not many decorations. It doesn't look like it has been inhabited for a long time.

Zhou Ze first settled Yan Shuo, and then took Ning Jiayou to the guest room on the same floor: "I've worked hard for you tonight. If you have anything to do with Yan Shuo, you can contact me at any time. Can you drive?"

"Yes." Successfully passing the driving test can be regarded as the only achievement of the original host during college.

"Okay, if you have something to do, please send Mr. Yan to the hospital directly." Zhou Ze handed him the car keys before leaving.

Ning Jiayou sent him to the door, and when he turned back to the second floor, Yan Shuo was taking a shower in the bathroom.

The entire villa has been specially remodeled according to Yan Shuo's needs, so he can live here alone for a month without any problem.

But not long ago, Yan Shuo fell into a coma due to stomach bleeding. Ning Jiayou was worried that his stomach disease would recur, so he heard no movement inside for a long time, and tentatively called, "Mr. Yan?"

"Huh?" Yan Shuo's lazy and deep voice sounded from inside.

"It's nothing, I'm right outside, if you need help, just chime in."

Yan Shuo: "What help?"

Ning Jiayou: "...see your needs?"

No matter how he answered this, it felt weird.

Fortunately, Yan Shuo didn't make things difficult for him, there was a sound of water in the bathroom, and after a while Yan Shuo changed into his pajamas and came out in a wheelchair.

The villain is really strong.

"It's getting late, you go to rest. I'm next door, you can just call out if you need anything. The door will be closed so that I won't hear you." Ning Jiayou said good night to him, wiped the soles of his feet Oil.

Yan Shuo lay down on the bed when he heard the commotions in the next room subside.

The faint pain in his stomach made him uncomfortable, and he felt drowsy, and Yan Shuo quickly fell asleep.With sleepy eyes, Yan Shuo vaguely heard a burst of music.Then, someone walked into his room and gently touched his forehead.

Realizing that there was someone beside him, Yan Shuo suddenly opened his eyes, and saw Ning Jiayou leaving with a yawn.

His guarded heart slowly let go, and he fell asleep again.

Yan Shuo had always been a light sleeper, and his stomach pain couldn't make him sleep soundly.That night, Ning Jiayou repeatedly entered his room, wearing down Yan Shuo's patience bit by bit.

At 02:30 in the morning, Ning Jiayou suppressed his sleepiness to check Yan Shuo's situation.The back of his warm hand pressed against Yan Shuo's forehead, seeing that he didn't have a fever, he moved down the back of his hand along his cheek, and checked in the dark whether he had coughed up blood again by the weak light of his mobile phone.

Who knew that Yan Shuo suddenly opened his eyes: "Have you touched enough?"

Ning Jiayou was so frightened that he jumped up on the spot: "Aren't you asleep?"

"You come in and out, how can I sleep?" Yan Shuo asked.

Ning Jiayou, who had tried his best to relax his movements, felt guilty: "I'm sorry, I must be more gentle."

"No need, I'm fine, you don't need to be a warlord."

"No, I'm sleeping next door so I can't find out about you in time, so I have to come over on time to take a look." Ning Jiayou yawned profusely, with tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.

"Move here." Yan Shuo ordered impatiently, he really couldn't stand people coming in and out while he was sleeping.

Ning Jiayou was taken aback, looked around Yan Yanshuo's room, thoughtfully: "This is a good idea."

Yan Shuo lay down again, deliberately moved his body to the side, and left the left half of the spacious bed to Ning Jiayou.

Unexpectedly, Ning Jiayou ran out of his room, and came back with a quilt and pillow in his arms, and spread it on the tatami by the bay window: "Fortunately, your bay window is big enough."

Yan Shuo: "..."

Forget it, as long as it doesn't bother him to sleep.

"Good night, Boss Yan." Ning Jiayou was tired all day, and soon fell asleep, only the slight sound of breathing could be heard.

In the darkness, Yan Shuo turned his head to look at him. The sleeping young man had a serene face, and the hands that rescued him from the embarrassment time and time again were clearly knuckle and casually pressed in front of him.As long as he shouted, the owner of those hands would come to him and ask him with concern.

Yan Shuo's restless heart gradually returned to calm.

Maybe God really gave him hope.

After peace of mind, the long-lost sleepiness struck again, and Yan Shuo was about to fall asleep when a burst of music suddenly sounded in the quiet bedroom.

Ning Jiayou instinctively stood up from the tatami.

"I'm fine, you go to bed." Yan Shuo picked up Ning Jiayou's cell phone that had fallen on his bed, and turned off the alarm clock with a dark face.

Hearing his voice full of anger, Ning Jiayou, who was not fully awake, felt relieved and fell asleep again.

Yan Shuo didn't look down at his phone until his breathing was steady.

Ning Jiayou actually set an alarm clock every half hour, and the alarm clock was called "Save the Boss dog's life".

Yan Shuo didn't know whether to praise him for his professionalism or his boldness.

Who are you going to save?

He raised his hand and wanted to smash the phone on Ning Jiayou's forehead, but seeing his sleeping face under the moonlight, he slowly lowered his raised hand.

Ning Jiayou saved his dog's life.

He is Yan Shuo's only ray of warmth in this cold winter.

Yan Shuo turned off the remaining alarm clocks one by one, and accidentally opened the message bar, only to find that the notifications there were all related to sharks.

"The Scariest Shark in the World", "Miaokang Encyclopedia of Sharks", "How to Escape from Sharks", "Do Sharks Like to Eat People"...

He likes sharks so much?

Yan Shuo looked at Ning Jiayou puzzled.

There was nothing to say all night, at 06:30 in the morning, Ning Jiayou woke up from his sleep, rushed to Yan Shuo's side to check his condition without even putting on his shoes.

Yan Shuo was woken up by him, and he frowned displeasedly: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay..." Ning Jiayou didn't understand why he slept until dawn, and suddenly saw his mobile phone lying on Yan Shuo's quilt, and a sense of foreboding filled his heart, "Didn't I wake you up last night?"

"What do you think?" Yan Shuo asked back.

"I'm doing it for your own good too." Ning Jiayou smiled apologetically, reaching out to hook up the phone, but Yan Shuo snatched it away first.

"Mr. Yan, my cell phone." Ning Jiayou reminded him flatteringly.

Yan Shuo raised his eyebrows and asked, "Save someone's life?"

If the name of the alarm clock is not set to this, Ning Jiayou is afraid that he will not be able to get up, and now his guts are regretting: "It saved my dog's life..."

Yan Shuo didn't believe it: "Are you the boss, or am I the boss?"

"Of course you are..." After Ning Jiayou realized the trap in Yan Shuo's words, he hurriedly added, "You are the big boss, I am the little boss, and the boss on the alarm clock is myself. I am the only cannon fodder." It's a worthless dog's life."

Ning Jiayou's tone was brisk, but it made Yan Shuo feel depressed.

"Don't belittle yourself so much." He lowered his eyes and returned the phone to Ning Jiayou, not wanting to talk further, "I want to change clothes, you go out."

Ning Jiayou left wisely: "Then I'll help you make breakfast, what do you want to eat?"

"It's up to you." Yan Shuo stood up and reached for the wheelchair.

Ning Jiayou backed out, and confirmed through the crack in the door that Yan Shuo was sitting in the wheelchair safely, then he closed the door calmly and walked downstairs quietly.

In the cloakroom, Yan Shuo looked at himself in the mirror with a gloomy expression.

When he just got out of the car accident, he hated looking in the mirror and seeing himself in a wheelchair, and even smashed everything in the house that could reflect people.

But after so many years, only the wheelchair is with him day and night.

Yan Shuo had to accept this fact, and he even had a premonition that he would perish soon.

Every time he saw Yan Tianhao, he would think of the word "Heaven's Proud Son".

Over the years, Yan Tianhao has gradually emerged, and his journey has been smooth, giving Yan Shuo the illusion that the world revolves around Yan Tianhao.

Ning Jiayou's "cannon fodder" just hit Yan Shuo's heart.

It's fine for people like him to become cannon fodder and die, but why should Ning Jiayou, who worked so hard to survive, become a stepping stone for others?

Yan Shuo clasped the armrest of the wheelchair tightly until someone knocked on the door of the cloakroom: "Mr. Yan? Are you okay?"

The door was ajar, and he fell back under the force, revealing Yan Shuo who was moving inside because of the sound.

Ning Jiayou looked at him halfway down in his pajamas, thinking that Yan Shuo hadn't come down for a long time because it was inconvenient to change clothes because he was in a wheelchair, so he walked in: "Let me help you."

Before Yan Shuo had time to refuse, Ning Jiayou had already helped him take off his pajamas, and thoughtfully opened the closet and asked, "Which one are you wearing?"

Yan Shuo casually pointed to a shirt.

Ning Jiayou fetched it, put it on for Yan Shuo, and leaned over to help him button it seriously.He had just finished brushing his teeth, and the scent of mint remained on his lips and teeth, which reminded Yan Shuo of the elevator that broke down that night.

A strange feeling surged up in Yan Shuo's heart, he looked at the curly head in front of him, and tried his best to suppress this feeling: "Does Dr. Ning treat all patients so well?"

Ning Jiayou thought puzzledly: "Yes."

Yan Shuo: "..."

Suddenly it didn't make any sense.

"You go out, I can do it myself." Yan Shuo waved away Ning Jiayou's hand that wanted to help him tie his cuffs, and controlled the wheelchair to get his trousers from the other side.

Ning Jiayou recalled how many times nurse Yan Shuo refused to take off his pants, so he exited obediently: "Then I'll wait for you downstairs. There's no ingredients in the refrigerator, so I can't make breakfast, so I'll order takeaway. What do you want to eat? "

"Go out to eat, Zhou Ze will be there in a while." Yan Shuo said.

Just as he was talking, Zhou Ze's voice sounded from downstairs: "Boss Yan?"

"Upstairs." Ning Jiayou responded to him, and said to Yan Shuo, "Since he's here, I'll go first."

"To the hospital?" Yan Shuo asked.

Ning Jiayou nodded: "Well, I made an agreement with Dr. Meng, and I will go there for an internship every weekend from now on."

"Take my car." Yan Shuo didn't discuss with him, but just ordered.

Ning Jiayou had memorized the locations of a few places he frequented in the past few days, and he was a little embarrassed: "Yan's and the hospital are in the opposite direction, so I can go there by myself."

"I'll drop by to do some business." Yan Shuo's face was normal, and there was a hint of authority in his tone that could not be questioned.

Ning Jiayou thanked him and went back to his room to pack his things.Accidentally saw the endless green hills outside the window, and suddenly realized that he might be in the outskirts of the city.

If he took a bus to the hospital in the city center, he would have to transfer to three or four buses, and it would take nearly two hours.

Yan Shuo is not a villain, but a little angel, right?

Ning Jiayou was moved, and when Yan Shuo invited him to have breakfast at a five-star restaurant, he felt that Yan Shuo was emitting a holy radiance.

Apart from being a bit arrogant, the villain is really a good person.

"This nourishes the stomach, you should eat more." Ning Jiayou brought a plate of snacks in front of him to Yan Shuo.

"Do you still nourish your stomach if you eat too much?" Yan Shuo asked rhetorically.

Sitting between the two of them, Zhou Ze, who was eating the steamed buns, thought to himself, Mr. Yan, you know how to chat, but he killed you in one fell swoop.

He was trying to smooth things over, but Ning Jiayou said indifferently: "It's okay, I'll keep an eye on it, I won't hurt your stomach."

The corners of Yan Shuo's mouth rose slightly, and he picked up a chopstick and put it in his bowl.

Well, it seems that this is the only one who can control Mr. Yan.

Zhou Ze put his heart back in his stomach and continued to suck his steamed buns.

After arriving at the hospital, Ning Jiayou asked Yan Shuo to do a set of examinations.

Yan Shuo then left, and Ning Jiayou kept an eye on the laboratory, checking the test report as soon as the results came out.

When he woke up from a coma and found out that he was paralyzed, Yan Shuo was so angry that he didn't eat for a few days and developed chronic gastritis.Later, he gave up on himself, and his long-term irregular diet caused his stomach problems to worsen.

Looking at the last line "there is a high probability of transforming into gastric cancer", Ning Jiayou felt strange.

When he read the original text, he glanced at ten lines and didn't pay attention to many details.Now that I think about it carefully, the author in the original text did hint that the villain was terminally ill.

Ning Jiayou sent a text message to Zhou Ze, and Zhou Ze called after a while: "Mr. Ning, what's the matter?"

"I want to know something, is Mr. Yan eating regularly now?" Ning Jiayou asked.

Zhou Ze hesitated for a moment, then said in a low voice, "Not very regularly, I often don't eat. Sometimes I only eat a little bit. Mr. Ning, have you got the laboratory report from Mr. Yan?"

Ning Jiayou sighed: "Yes, his situation is not very optimistic. It is best to keep an eye on him at ordinary times, unless surgery is performed for stomach problems, basically the only way to cure them is to rely on slowly raising them."

Zhou Ze smiled wryly: "If I could keep an eye on it, I wouldn't be like this now. It's not like you don't know what kind of temper Yan Boss has. Why don't you come and try?" He invited very sincerely.

Ning Jiayou felt the pressure: "I don't have that weight...I'll try to talk to him when I'm doing nursing at night."

Yan Shuo has a stubborn temper, so he can only figure it out slowly.

Meng Jun saw Ning Jiayou's professional first aid technique and quick response yesterday, so he arranged for him to go to the emergency department.Although it is more tiring than other places, it is a good place to learn and accumulate experience.

It doesn't matter where Ning Jiayou goes, he knows anyway.

After a busy day at the hospital, after dinner, Ning Jiayou went to Yan's to nurse Yan Shuo, and helped him bring the test report along the way.

Yan Shuo glanced at it, and threw the report into the drawer indifferently.

Looking at this, Ning Jiayou knew that Yan Shuo was aware of his physical condition, and took out the food box from his bag: "I heard that you haven't had dinner yet, so I borrowed some from the small cafeteria of the hospital. You can eat first."

Yan Shuo's hand holding the pen for signature paused slightly before he finished the last stroke, without raising his head, he said, "I'm not hungry."

"Eat something if you're not hungry. I think my hands are blistered because I cooked for you." Ning Jiayou pressed his hand on the document aggrievedly, blocking Yan Shuo's view.

Those white hands that hugged him more than once were scalded with three or four blisters of different sizes, piercing Yan Shuo's eyes like needles.

He subconsciously reached out to hold it.

The cold palm covered the back of Ning Jiayou's hand. He was startled, and wanted to withdraw his hand, but Yan Shuo held it: "Why didn't you take the medicine?"

"It's not a serious injury, it will be fine in a few days." If Ning Jiayou was not afraid of pain, he would have picked out the blisters by himself.

"Hurry up and eat, or it will be cold." He took out a one-month-old white rectangular metal box from his bag, and brought it to Yan Shuo, "I bought it specially for you."

Inside is a three-piece set of chopsticks, spoons and forks made of metal. It is not an expensive gift, but it seems just right at this time.

"It has been sterilized with hot water." Ning Jiayou stuffed the chopsticks into Yan Shuo's hands, and helped him make a space on the table to put the food box.

There was an alluring aroma from the food, but Yan Shuo couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.Everyone was afraid of him, but only Ning Jiayou dared to approach him with warmth.

"Why are you being so nice to me?" Yan Shuo asked mockingly.

"As an honest person, I must be worthy of the 30 monthly salary you gave me. Otherwise, if you think I'm losing money and want to fire me after two months, won't I lose my job?" Ning Jiayou tried hard to show his loyalty to the benefactor's father.

Yan Shuo snorted lightly, didn't ask any more questions, and just lowered his head to eat.

Ning Jiayou's cooking skills are good, although they are not as good as hotel chefs, but the home-cooked dishes are well-prepared, which suits Yan Shuo's appetite.

He sent a text message with his mobile phone, and when he looked up, he saw Ning Jiayou sitting on the sofa next to the office, holding a laptop and writing an email.

Seeing the recipient's name, Yan Shuo asked thoughtfully, "What are your plans after graduation?"

"Study a Ph.D., do research, and be a doctor." Ning Jiayou confirmed that the content of the email was correct, and clicked the send button.

"Want to help?" Yan Shuo asked casually, but unconsciously glanced at Ning Jiayou's computer screen.

"Don't bother you, I have no problem with professional matters." Ning Jiayou closed the computer happily.He rushed to finish the preliminary patent paper tonight, and sent it together with the application to Ruihaoyan Research Institute. If he was lucky, he would get a reply tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

Before time-traveling, Ning Jiayou's parents were both academicians, and they said nothing about each other in their respective professional fields.Even my own brother is a candidate for academician, and he can be selected as soon as he reaches the age.

With such a background, Ning Jiayou can thrive even as an academic bastard, not to mention his outstanding talent and ability.

But Ning Jiayou in this world does not have such a wealthy family background, nor is he so famous that his name alone can represent authority.

Seeing his confident appearance, Yan Shuo didn't say any more.

Someone tried hard to hold up a sky for him, and he could also protect that person from wind and rain.

After Yan Shuo finished his meal, Zhou Ze brought in a medicine box.

Ning Jiayou came out of the lounge and saw it, and asked curiously, "Where did you get hurt?"

"I got a blister." Yan Shuo carefully examined the contents of the medicine box.

Ning Jiayou thought that he was scalded while pouring water, so he stepped forward and said, "Let me help you break the blister and apply some medicine? Then you will be fine tomorrow."

Yan Shuo glanced at the blisters on his hands.

Ning Jiayou smiled awkwardly: "I was afraid of pain, so I didn't pick it. If you are also afraid of pain, it doesn't matter if you don't pick it. But be careful for a few days, otherwise the blister will hurt even more."

Yan Shuo thought for a while, and pushed the medicine box in front of Ning Jiayou: "Pick it up."

There are some commonly used household medicines in the medicine cabinet, all of which are brand new.Ning Jiayou took out a steel needle, sterilized it with alcohol and asked Yan Shuo, "Is it in your hand?"

Yan Shuo nodded slightly, took the steel needle and sterile cotton from Ning Jiayou's hand, and then grabbed his hand.

Ning Jiayou was puzzled: "What's the matter—it hurts!!!" The piercing pain came from the back of his hand, and Ning Jiayou burst into tears from the pain. Dissatisfied, he asked Yan Shuo, "What are you doing?"

"Pick the water bubbles." Yan Shuo's expression was normal, his strong left hand was tightly holding Ning Jiayou's right hand, making him unable to break free.

"I don't choose!"

Yan Shuo ignored it, turned his hand slightly, and picked a second blister for him.

Ning Jiayou kept shouting: "It hurts, it hurts..."

Yan Shuo squinted at him, "I haven't given the needle yet."

Ning Jiayou pouted, tears glistened in his wet peach eyes, and said aggrievedly: "It hurts just looking at it..."

"Does it hurt when you pick someone else's blisters?"

"It hurts too...but it's not the same as the pain on me...and I did it for their own good..." Ning Jiayou wanted to withdraw his hand pitifully.

"I'm also doing it for your own good." Yan Shuo clamped his hand and injected the needle again while speaking.

The villain has always struck quickly and ruthlessly. Under Ning Jiayou's wailing, none of the four blisters on his left hand escaped the clutches of the devil.

Ning Jiayou gasped in pain, quite suspicious that Yan Shuo deliberately took revenge on him.He glared at Yan Shuo fiercely, and it happened that Yan Shuo looked up at him, Ning Jiayou's expression froze, and he turned his back guiltily.

Yan Shuo looked at his angry side face, took out a brand new ointment and handed it to him.

Ning Jiayou refused with great backbone: "No need."

"Are you sure?" Yan Shuo's voice was low.

The great white shark that hadn't come out for a long time jumped up in Ning Jiayou's mind, his arrogance weakened by three points, and he turned around to take the medicine cowardly: "Thank you, Mr. Yan..."

Even the best medicine can't stop the pain.

Ning Jiayou lowered his head to apply the medicine, and the constant pain made him frown slightly, with displeasure written all over his face: "Do you have disposable gloves here? It's not easy to take care of me after taking the medicine, so I have to wear gloves .”

"No need." Yan Shuo said.

Ning Jiayou: "???"

Is he out of work so soon?

It must be because he gave the patron's father a bad face just now.

Thinking of paying back more than 20 yuan to Yan Shuo, Ning Jiayou regretted it: "Boss Yan, I was wrong, please let me continue to take care of you. It's not my bragging, there must be no second good nurse like me in this world." Teacher, it is for your own good to continue to hire me. Just now I was in too much pain and was anxious for a while, I promise to be obedient in the future, and you will do whatever you say."

Seeing the look on his face that he wanted to dig out his heart for Yan Shuo to see, Yan Shuo snorted lightly: "It's just for tonight. Continue tomorrow when the injury is healed."

Ning Jiayou was still a little bit reluctant to earn thirty thousand less in one night.But speaking of this, Yan Shuo obviously had no plans to take care of her tonight, so he had no choice but to give up.

"Thank you Yan Boss for your forgiveness." Ning Jiayou obediently thanked the patron's father and returned the ointment.

Yan Shuo closed the medicine box one step earlier: "I'll see you off, you can go."

"Hello, Mr. Yan, you are really the best employer in the world. It is my blessing to be able to take care of you." Ning Jiayou's farts flew up, and he tried to get his father to give him five stars. Praise, long-term use.

"You flatter me so much, do you want to raise your salary?" Yan Shuo asked.

Ning Jiayou's eyes lit up: "Is it possible?"

"dream."

Ning Jiayou pursed his lips, packed up his things dejectedly and prepared to leave, when he heard a chuckle behind him unintentionally.

When Ning Jiayou turned his head, Yan Shuo looked down at the document expressionlessly, and the slight laughter just now seemed to be just his auditory hallucination.

Forget it, it doesn't matter anyway.

"Goodbye, President Yan." Ning Jiayou walked out with his bag on his back, Yan Shuo glanced at the closed door, and looked down at the small moon-white iron box beside the table.

Ning Jiayou has helped him wash the tableware, and the small iron box reflects the color of metal under the light.It was the first time that the dimly lit office lit up with a different kind of light even when the lights were bright.

Yan Shuo's pale hand caressed the iron box lightly, the chopsticks, spoons and forks inside collided with each other and made a crisp sound, which had a different kind of pleasant sound.

Yan Shuo solemnly put it in the drawer, and when he looked at the document again, he felt that the proposal full of errors and omissions in front of him was much more pleasing to the eye.

The next day was Monday, and the director of Ruihao Research Institute was receiving Yan Tianhao.Hearing Yan Shuo's arrival, Yan Tianhao's face changed slightly: "I have something else to do, so I won't go with you to see my third uncle."

"Okay, Yan Shao, go slowly." The director only thought that Yan Tianhao was afraid of seeing his elders, and didn't think too much about it.

"Please don't worry about your business." Yan Tianhao got up from the sofa against the wall, and accidentally saw Ning Jiayou's resume displayed on the computer on the table, he was taken aback, "What is he going to do again?"

The director followed his gaze and said with a smile: "This is Ning Jiayou, and he also wants to apply for our laboratory. Although there is nothing bright in the resume, those old men at the Imperial University have written recommendations for him. Xin, there should be some potential. He has several patents in his hands, which are not currently available in the medical field. He wrote a preliminary paper in the materials for us, and I look decent. If he can succeed, he will be in The medical world has become famous in one fell swoop.”

Yan Tianhao knows better than anyone else the glorious record of "Ning Jiayou" in [-] subjects in Imperial Dalian, and he also knows that "Ning Jiayou" was completely tricked into entering the medical school.In the past three years, "Ning Jiayou" has never studied hard, and it is impossible to produce a professional paper suddenly.

"What patent research and development?" Yan Tianhao asked.

"About nerve repair. If it succeeds, it will be a milestone in the history of human medicine. Maybe the general leg disease can be cured. He wants to apply for an A-level laboratory, and I'm planning to approve it." The director indulged Research, it's a little exciting to mention this.

Yan Tianhao asked displeasedly: "Are you sure that his thesis was not copied?"

The director was taken aback: "It shouldn't be. His views and angles are very novel. I have never seen this content, and there is no place to copy it even if I want to copy it."

"You also have acquaintances at the Imperial University, and you can know what kind of person Ning Jiayou is after a little inquiry. It is impossible for him to be able to write a professional paper by himself. It is either plagiarized or written by someone else. You should not approve it in the laboratory. " Yan Tianhao ordered solemnly.

There was an inconspicuous scar hidden under the broken hair on his forehead, which was caused by Ning Jiayou smashing it with an alcohol bottle outside Yan Shuo's office last time.

The days together with Ning Jiayou in the past seemed like a dream, but after getting to know Bai Tong, those things were all forgotten by Yan Tianhao.But for some reason these days, Ning Jiayou seemed to be a different person, and the scene of being obedient to him back then kept reappearing in Yan Tianhao's mind.

He can't let Ning Jiayou grow up, otherwise Ning Jiayou will only get out of his control more and more.

Ning Jiayou can only treat him like a god in this life, treat him like a god, obey him, be invincible to him, and become his doll for the rest of his life.

Ruihao Scientific Research Institute is Yan's property, as long as the foundation of the scientific research institute is not shaken, Yan Tianhao, as the young master in the eyes of outsiders, can still decide on such a small matter.

The director answered in bewilderment, always feeling that he was about to miss out on a medical genius.

Yan Shuo did not go to the director's office, but visited the only vacant S-level laboratory in the research institute.

The director rushed over to greet him, and after reporting on his recent scientific research work, he asked suspiciously, "Why did Mr. Yan come here suddenly?"

"Has anyone applied for the lab these two days?" Yan Shuo asked in a flat tone.

The director smiled proudly: "That's a lot, but our scientific research institute has high requirements, many people do not meet the standards, and many applications have been rejected."

"Did anyone pass?" Yan Shuo asked casually.

The director thought of Ning Jiayou who was dismissed by Yan Tianhao, and endured the pain in his heart: "To tell you the truth, I just finished reading all the application forms this morning, and none of them met our requirements."

Yan Shuo frowned. He retrieved Ning Jiayou's application form this morning, which definitely exceeded the requirements of Ruihao Research Institute. How could it fail?

"You read Ning Jiayou's too?" Yan Shuo asked.

The director was surprised: "Look, I originally wanted to approve it for him, but... Yan Shao said that his patent ability is not enough, and the papers in the application are falsified. I was afraid that I would recruit blackmail to the scientific research institute in the future, so I didn't approve it. "

"When is Yan Tianhao's turn here?" Yan Shuo's tone was low, with obvious displeasure.

The obtuse director faintly sensed that he seemed to be involved in some wealthy family's dispute, fine cold sweat oozes from his wrinkled forehead, and added: "Actually, I plan to have another interview with classmate Ning Jiayou to find out his bottom line."

Yan Shuo interrupted him impatiently: "No need, this lab is for him."

The director was surprised: "He applied for an A-level laboratory, and this one is an S-level laboratory."

Zhou Ze reminded him: "Boss Yan said this is the one."

"But this empty laboratory has just been booked..." The director felt bitter, Yan Tianhao just came here just for this.

Zhou Ze was surprised: "Who ordered it? Before I went out, I found out that this is Ruihao's last vacant S-level laboratory."

The director bite the bullet and said, "Just before the two of you came, Yan Shaogang asked for this laboratory for his boyfriend..."

Bai Tong's major is biopharmaceuticals, and he is close relatives with Ning Jiayou's clinical medicine.

Zhou Ze and the director looked at Yan Shuo at the same time, but they had completely different thoughts in their hearts.

The director thinks that Yan Shuo will not make trouble with his nephew because of an outsider, and the laboratory must belong to Bai Tong.

But Zhou Ze speculated that Yan Shuo was more likely to be with Ning Jiayou after observing for the past few days.

Facts have proved that Zhou Ze is correct.

"To Ning Jiayou." Yan Shuo finished ordering with a cold face, then controlled the wheelchair and drove out.

Zhou Ze reminded the director in a low voice: "Mr. Ning is different to Mr. Yan, please take care of him."

The director thought of Ning Jiayou's research on nerve restoration, and suddenly realized.

Isn't this the research done for Yan Zong!

He responded again and again: "Don't worry, I understand. I will do my best to cooperate with whatever he wants in the future. Mr. Yan is the same. Why don't you let him apply for the laboratory by himself?"

Zhou Ze thought so too, but he glanced at Yan Shuo who disappeared around the corner, and told the director, "Boss Yan doesn't want Dr. Ning to know about this for now, so don't tell me either."

"I know, keep a low profile." The director sent the man away and called Yan Tianhao again.

Knowing that the laboratory he obtained had flown away, Yan Tianhao, who had just invited Bai Tong for credit, was extremely annoyed: "Why snatch the laboratory I ordered? Obviously I went first!"

"That's what Yan Zong meant. You also know that he invested in our research institute." The director said helplessly.

"Then there are still a few S-level laboratories? Can't let others go?" Yan Tianhao ordered.

The director was displeased: "Shao Yan, which one of those few is not a big player in the industry? I invited him to our scientific research institute because of my rhetoric. How can I rob someone's laboratory?"

Yan Tianhao was so angry that he hung up the phone, having a headache about how to explain to Bai Tong.

Bai Tong, who still doesn't know about it, is attending class with Ning Jiayou.

There are not many students enrolled in each session of the School of Medicine, and a large class like Ma Zhe will arrange students from different majors to attend classes together.

In the large lecture hall that can accommodate 300 to [-] people, Ning Jiayou sat on the left side of the aisle, holding a mobile phone in one hand and jotting down something on a piece of paper in the other.

Nie Hongjie looked over curiously and saw that it was densely packed with foreign languages. He asked suspiciously, "Are you going to study abroad?"

"No, buy something." Ning Jiayou said as he took out his calculator, and wrote and drew according to the emails in English on his phone.

Nie Hongjie barely recognized a few professional words, and asked in surprise, "Are you buying reagents?"

"Well, the laboratory has been applied for, and I can start the experiment as soon as the reagents arrive." Ning Jiayou is not familiar with this world, and he couldn't find a reliable supplier in a short time, so he was not in a hurry to inquire before.

Before the class, Ni Quan, the director of Ruihao Research Institute, called him to inform him that the laboratory application was approved, and because of the special research project, he was specially approved for an S-level laboratory.

When Ning Jiayou was happy, he asked Ni Quan about a reliable reagent supplier.

Ni Quan provided the contact information of several suppliers, but every drop of experimental reagents is expensive. Ning Jiayou has limited funds, so he needs to find a supplier with the most cost-effective price in this Ma Zhe class.

"You are really good." Nie Hongjie couldn't understand, and was going to copy the homework that Ning Jiayou put on the table, when he suddenly saw a figure stop beside Ning Jiayou.

Seeing who the person was, Nie Hongjie's expression changed slightly, and he quietly poked Ning Jiayou with his elbow, "Jiayou, stop writing."

Ning Jiayou raised his head in confusion, followed Nie Hongjie's eyes, and saw Bai Tong standing on the side of the aisle with a haughty expression, scanning the notes on his paper with contempt: "They all climbed into the third master's bed, and they still care about this. Some money?"

Damn, why is this little bitch here again!

Ning Jiayou closed the notebook, leaned on the back of the chair, showing three parts shy and seven parts shy, imitating Bai Tong's tone, and said in a bitch: "The third master's money is also hard earned by him, others If you don't feel sorry for him, shouldn't I feel sorry for him?"

Bai Tong's expression instantly became as indescribable as that day, probably because he was stunned by Ning Jiayou, and he stared at him for a long time before choking out a sentence: "Shameless!"

"Who is more shameless than your mistress?" Ning Jiayou retorted lightly.