"Sister Yang, it's time for us to make rounds." Yan Lang casually blocked Wen Zhan's line of sight.

The director looked at the unusual atmosphere between the two of them and guessed that there was some relationship between them. The few people in this hospital who could not afford to offend each other did not deal with each other.

Touching his bald head, the principal laughed awkwardly, "If President Wen is busy, we'll do it another day …"

"Go to the office and talk." Wen Zhan purposely left with a cold face.

Wu Yang took the stethoscope and the medical record book and left in the opposite direction, not even giving him a trace of light from the corner of his eye.

Wen Zhan, who was standing at the entrance of the elevator, was so angry that his eyes were burning. The dean was sweating profusely. Shouldn't he talk about it another day?

"President Wen, Dr. Jiang Man Yao's title of Deputy Director has been revoked. I heard that she apologized to Dr.Wu Yang."

The headmaster was well-informed, "Can you see if the Wen Clan's investment …"

"The investment money will arrive on time. You don't need to worry about that." Wen Zhan said coldly.

As the industry that the Wen Family valued, the DS Hospital's profits were very good. Even if Wen Zhan wanted to stop it, the Wen Family would not agree. The words that threatened the Principal that day were just to scare him. The clan's wrist and the balance between the pros and cons were too disgusting and dirty. He didn't want to have too much contact with them.

"That's good!" The dean's heart finally landed in his stomach.

DS Hospital's entrance has been crowded with media reporters these days, wanting to interview Wu Yang and follow the incident.

Having the capital to intervene to suppress public opinion had little effect.

The dean was two big heads, and he hurriedly leaned forward with a smile on his face. The bark-like face was about to reach Wen Zhan. "President Wen, what do you think we should do about Dr.Wu Yang? Continuing the fermentation would also have a bad effect on the hospital …"

"Of course, I also feel that Dr.Wu Yang is cautious and meticulous, but after all, public opinion is very extreme." The dean wiped away the cold sweat with a handkerchief.

Carefully observing Wen Zhan's expression, he was afraid that what he said would make him feel disgusted. It was not a good thing to offend the Money G.o.d.

"I will take care of it. Just mind your own business. Don't let your eyes get blinded and make inappropriate judgments and decisions." Wen Zhan stood up and tied the cuffs of his suit.

On the third floor of the hospital, Wu Yang patrolled a few first-time patients.

"Doctor Wu, this is the local egg I brought from my hometown. Please accept it." The husband of Bed 1 wanted to stuff the basket into Wu Yang's hand and subconsciously refused, "There's no need for this. I'm diagnosing it normally. Let's keep these for your wife to replenish her nutrition."

The eggs were plump and shiny, and it could be seen that they had been carefully picked and even wrapped in red paper.

"If it weren't for Doctor Wu, we wouldn't know what to do. What you gave us was the cheapest and most effective treatment, saving us a lot of money." The women in bed look much more energetic than they did when they were hospitalized. "We've asked other hospitals before and they say it costs more than 100,000 yuan to treat them," he said.

Listening to the astronomical figures, the old couple, who had worked in agriculture all their lives, even wanted to go home and wait for death.

However, when he left the hospital, Wu Yang saw them at the door. After a simple diagnosis, he comforted them and said, "You guys go to the hospital. I won't put you under too much financial pressure. Trust me."

The young female doctor had saved them with her initial distrust and the idea of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

"These eggs are a token of our gratitude. Please accept them." The rural man was extremely anxious. Seeing that he was about to kneel down to Wu Yang, Yan Lang hurriedly took it from behind. "This looks delicious. Don't worry, I will definitely fried her into poached eggs every day!"

Yan Lang patted his chest and promised. Wu Yang frowned, but he did not deny it.

"Doctor Wu, don't worry about what those people said. We all know that you are a good person and a good doctor" The old woman next door said indignantly. The reason why she almost quarreled with a few patients these past few days was all because of Wu Yang.

People that they didn't even know would quarrel and argue with others over her.

At this moment, Wu Yang felt that everything was not as bad as he had imagined.

"Thank you everyone." Wu Yang's entire body softened, and Yan Lang gradually breathed a sigh of relief.

Even if she pretended to be strong, public opinion and slander made her tense and anxious, but as a close person, she could do nothing to relieve her pressure.

In the corridor, an emergency nurse pushed the bed and rushed to the operating room.

Wu Yang moved sideways and looked at the nurse covered in blood. "What's going on?" He asked.

"It seems to be a car accident. The pregnant woman who is about to give birth doesn't have a clear consciousness. It feels … ominous." The familiar nurse said.

Wu Yang and Yan Lang couldn't help but feel their hearts sink. As doctors, they were used to seeing life and death, but when it came to the inevitable reincarnation, they still felt a sense of helplessness and frustration. People will win, medical technology will continue to develop, but there are still problems that cannot be overcome.

In the ward, Wu Yang, who was continuing his ward rounds, took a deep breath and tried his best to dispel the haze and thoughts.

"What time do you get off work? I'll take you to dinner." A voice came from behind. Wu Yang was so scared that he almost jumped up.

Wen Zhan silently appeared like a spirit behind his back. His custom-made suit was completely out of place with all the patient suits in the room.

"Are you free?" Wu Yang said mercilessly, "Get out of the way."

If his soul hadn't dissipated, could he be chased away by the police? Wu Yang thought of all kinds of possibilities in his heart, and Wen Zhan followed behind without saying a word.

"Blood pressure meter." Wu Yang spread out his hands and bent down to examine the patient's condition. He took the instrument and found that it was Wen Zhan who handed it over.

"President Wen, if you want to be an intern, please go through the proper procedures or go to Dr. Jiang Manyao. I think she will be very happy." Wu Yang gritted his teeth and resisted the urge to pout at him, "Please don't interfere with my work. This is irresponsible to the patient."

Hearing Jiang Manyao's name, Wen Zhan anxiously explained, "I have nothing to do with her! How can you trust me?"

"What kind of misunderstanding do you have about me? I can explain everything!"

Wu Yang saw her sister's bloody figure. For six years, she had almost fallen into a whirlpool called Wen Zhan.

"None of this has anything to do with me. Please leave." Wu Yang shook off Wen Zhan's arm and quickly sank into the ward.

Yan Lang did not say a word. There was no joke in her eyes. She pushed Wen Zhan's chest and said, "Your appearance will only bring pain to Wu Yang. Haven't you noticed? Stay away from her. The past between you two shouldn't last until now and affect her starting over."

"In the past? Wu Yang can only be my wife. He can only be mine forever!"