Doctor, what about morality?

Secretly exclaimed cool, "But he is actually quite caring, he even picked up a stray cat not long ago."

"Give it to me right now..."

"Do not break up!"

"you!"

"Father, we have made an oath that we will never break up! If anyone dares to break up, just put his life on the chopping board and chop it up for a while." See if you dare to break up again in the future, hum.

"You want to piss me off!" The old man's face was as green as a watermelon peel, he was silent for two seconds, then his attitude softened, and he snorted coldly, "Yes, but don't forget what you promised me."

Ji Xiu thumped and was about to open his mouth to ask a question. Suddenly, the scene he swore to before appeared in front of his eyes, and he screamed, "Dad, Dad, I'm really suitable to work in a hospital!"

"Then break up!"

"The lifeblood will turn into meat sauce."

"Then come to work in the hospital."

"I'm going to suffocate."

"Then break up!"

"Then you agree?"

Suddenly Ji Xiu happily kissed the old man's white and rosy face, "Father, do you agree with me even if he sucks/drugs whoring/prostitutes addicted to gambling/gambling as long as I go to the hospital?"

"dream!"

"Dad!"

"Unless he gets rid of all the bad habits and gets a doctor's license within three years and can be a famous person in five years and ten years later, then I agree!" Of course, there is no need to change it. He already has a doctor's license, and now he is the director of the department. All the standards of the old man seem to be tailor-made for doctors!

"Only these?" A certain person laughed even more wickedly, rubbing his hands together and said flatteringly, "Father, you can't go back on your word."

"Come back to me in ten years!"

"Father, you are too bad." Someone was already happy, and quickly turned around and called, "Wang..." No, he didn't like the nickname Wangfu, so he quickly changed his name and called, "Wen Yi, daddy I agree!"

The old man looked at the standing doctor in surprise, but the doctor just nodded calmly.

"You're talking about Dr. Shen?" Pointing in disbelief, there was a knock on the study door just in time, and Ji Lang quickly agreed, "Dad, someone is here."

"Doctor Ji, open the door." Kuroda's unique face mixed with an Indian Ah San's face pushed the door in, followed by a man who was a head taller than him.

"Li, you are finally willing to come." The old man greeted him happily, and a young and handsome face appeared in front of his eyes. Just as the second young master looked at the guest in confusion, the indifferent doctor stood up and said in surprise, " Grace Lee?"

The author has something to say: Akimbo: If you dare to break up, just put the little dick on the chopping board and chop it for a while!

So baa~ come and love Xiaobai~ I'm already lying flat~

44. Counterattack by desire

As we all know, the old man of Cixi Hospital spent a lot of money to build his medical empire in order to recruit world-renowned doctors. It is a pity that someone cannot be paid with money. The simplest example is Shen Wenyi.On the other side of the Atlantic, there is also a doctor who specializes in male reproduction who does not cut the attractive conditions offered by the old man. This person is Grace Lee.

Grace Lee's name has become a myth in the medical world, and Shen Wenyi is very different.An IQ of 13 made Li different from his childhood. He obtained an undergraduate degree from Yale University at the age of ten, and then studied as a graduate student in Harvard Medical School. At the age of [-], he became the youngest doctor in history.

And Shen Wenyi's doctoral supervisor during his time in the United States was Grace Lee. He was only 17 years old that year, 6 years younger than the doctor!

After years of baptism, that young boy with a youthful face has turned into a majestic man with an indomitable stature, almost as tall as a doctor, and the only thing that remains unchanged is his short dark chestnut curly hair.

Seeing the teacher's doctor was a little surprised, Grace just nodded, and then the two were kicked out by the old man.

"He's my doctoral supervisor." The doctor explained, Ji Xiu was equally surprised, and a funny picture appeared in his mind: a little boy holding a teaching stick and looking majestic.

"Is he that powerful?" Bu Xinxie wanted to put his ear against the door panel to eavesdrop, but the sound insulation effect was so good that he couldn't hear anything except his beating heartbeat.

"I heard that he is now a professor at Harvard University and works at the National Hospital." The doctor talked about Grace Lee's eyes glowing, like the expression when an idol that can only be seen on the TV screen suddenly appeared in front of him.

Ji Xiu frowned, a little annoyed, "Why does he come to Cixi when he's so powerful? How much does it cost the father to hire him?" He silently shook his head, thinking of the real money flowing out of his pocket The picture is not worth it.

"Money?" The doctor thought about it strangely and closed his mouth.

"It's not the money. Could it be for you, a student who graduated 800 years ago?" Ji Xiu dragged the doctor away angrily. He had just experienced a world war, and it took a lot of courage to confront the old man. Not only did he not give him any reward, but he also excitedly talked about other men.

"Warning you, don't think that old cows will eat young grass, or you will hum." He said and stared at someone's vital parts coldly.

The doctor Wangtian ignored Ji Ershao's unfounded jealousy and muttered, "I'm just wondering why he came."

Weird, really weird!

Sitting buried in front of the desk, Ji Xiu kept scrolling down the information about Grace Lee, and finally understood the doctor's strange expression when money was mentioned just now.

Grace Lee, who has Danish royal blood, not only has a prominent family background, but what's more, his father actually owns more than 80.00% of the diamond mining rights in South Africa!

Did he really care about the little money his father gave him to support Charity?Or is there another attempt?

Someone envious and jealous was biting his fingers in front of the computer, and his mind couldn't help thinking about it.

"Do you know how to do clinical trials?" Ji Ershao asked the doctor who was twisting his body on the bed and applying ointment to himself. He tapped his fingers on his ass/ass, and he answered with a muffled grunt.

"Give it to me." He snatched the ointment and took a breath, slipping/into the injured part with the ointment on it.

The cold ointment forms a sharp contrast with the hot/hot interior. The hand that originally applied the ointment became curious and turned around in an attempt to explore.

"It's so elastic." Afraid of hurting the doctor again, he could only rub lightly at the entrance/mouth, and the elastic hole/mouth quickly accepted Er Shao's fingers, causing the doctor to shake his lower waist slightly.

The pretty pink color wrapped around the fingers, as if they were being eaten. Second Young Master blushed and stared at the junction/joint and suddenly felt a tingling in the back of him, as if someone was pinching his ass/buttocks with his fingers.

"That's how you eat me up." The doctor turned his head, eyes as deep as the night full of sex/sensuality, the muscles/muscles/muscles/muscles/muscles/muscles/muscles/muscles/muscles/muscles/muscle/muscle/muscle/muscle/muscle/muscles/muscles/muscles/muscles/muscles/muscles/muscles/muscles/muscles/muscles/muscles/muscles/muscles/muscles/muscles/muscles/muscles/muscles/muscles/muscles/s like the darkness of the night like black night were as dark as the night as dark as the night as dark as the doctor's head. Radian sense.

The second young master who swallowed his saliva nervously bit his lure/ren narrow/buttocks, and attacked again with the ointment on his fingers, but this time he was no longer as gentle and careful as before, and his fingertips were full of strength to explore deeper, until The doctor's body jumped when he/touched a certain/point.

"What are you doing?" The doctor's sharp gaze swept over Er Shao's excited face, and someone who swallowed his saliva stared at the place where he was biting his fingers, and said tremblingly, "Uh... I just want to spread the ointment evenly..."

Wanting to retaliate, Xiao Shou grabbed the doctor's ass/ass and persisted. In the end, the doctor coldly kicked the second young master out of the bed, and then reminded a certain lust/desire/obsession.

The second young master, who was extremely embarrassed, climbed onto the bed, and the doctor directly pressed someone down to sit down and began to extinguish the fire for himself.

Ji Ershao, who thought that the road ahead was Kangzhuang Avenue, was completely wrong, and was woken up by Ji Lang's morning calling early the next morning, reminding him to report to the hospital, but Ershao could only be soft-spoken and forced the director to sign a three-month holiday After that, he bravely marched towards his own hospital.

Although he is used to catching thieves and spanking him, he can only bear it because of the doctor's humiliation and sitting in the office. Unexpectedly, Ji Lang just glanced at him lightly and said, "Go to the ward."

That's right, go to the ward!And let him be a caregiver who works like a cow and a horse for others!

At the very least, the fantasy that should be equipped with a computer was replaced by a pair of masks, and the senior, who was wearing a blue protective uniform and a big mask covering most of his face, handed the urinal to the second young master.

Endure, he must endure.

If you want to force him to surrender and give up the doctor, there is no way!

So with a heartbeat, I stuffed something shriveled/shrunk with only a layer of skin into the mouth of the urinal.

The patient lying on the bed said in pain, "Guardian, you pinch too tightly, I can't urinate..."

Or the patient moaned/groaned bitterly while wiping the rash-covered butt/butt with a towel, "Tap lightly on the baby, the skin will be scratched..."

In short, someone who had not received professional training was despised by his seniors and was pushed out to the laboratory department, where he was responsible for carrying urine and feces.

There is no poverty in work, as long as people who work hard are noble!

In the toilet, looking at the piles of golden and steaming poop in the sampling cups neatly arranged on the plate, the second young master vomited unwillingly.After vomiting for a long time, I finally emptied all the residual liquid in my stomach before heroically picking up the plate.

The hot air rises up and rushes towards the nasal cavity. Even with a mask, the smell of fresh stool still rushes straight to the forehead. I can't help but admire these heroes who have been working behind the scenes of medical treatment for many years. They are the ones who sent the steaming stool to the laboratory. , They are all heroes, if... the second young master silently clenches his fist, if one day he continues