"Jiang Manyao?" Wu Yang did not expect Jiang Manyao to interfere in this matter. Could it be that Jiang Manyao wanted to avenge the last time, but it was impossible for her to think about it afterwards?

Actually, the principal did not want Jiang Manyao to be in charge of treating Chen Yuanyuan. Firstly, the attending physician usually had to be in charge from beginning to end. Changing the physician halfway would have a negative impact on the treatment of the patient. Secondly, he knew exactly what level Jiang Manyao was at.

"Doctor Wu, how about this? Since Minister Chen doesn't want you to be the attending physician, you should step down. However, you can be Dr. Jiang's assistant and help her with acupuncture and moxibustion." The dean thought well. Isn't Wu Yang kind-hearted? She definitely wouldn't mind doing this.

However, although Wu Yang was kind, he was not stupid. When she heard that the dean had asked her to be Jiang Manyao's assistant, her heart skipped a beat.

"I don't think Jiang Manyao has done any research on acupuncture and moxibustion. She can't treat patients directly. This is irresponsible towards patients and our hospital, so I …" Wu Yang frowned tightly, obviously unwilling to retreat.

The dean sighed impatiently. Who said no? But since Minister Chen had already spoken, what could he do?

However, he did not expect Wu Yang to refuse so resolutely. He took a deep look at Wu Yang and hurriedly interrupted her.

"Forget it. Since you don't want to, hand over the diagnosis and treatment to Dr. Jiang."

"… Alright." Because of the Director's perfunctoriness, Wu Yang was slightly unhappy.

Originally, she wanted to tell the principal about Chen Yuanyuan's seemingly depressed state, but judging from his appearance, she was afraid that he would be fooled by the trouble.

Forget it, she secretly contacted the psychology senior she knew and asked him to help treat Chen Yuanyuan.

Wu Yang returned to his office and saw Wen Zhan standing at his desk with a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

"Your favorite pink lily." Wen Zhan flattered her and stuffed the flower into Wu Yang's embrace.

This bouquet of flowers was so big that it blocked Wu Yang's entire body. She was dumbfounded as she hugged the flowers. Suddenly, her expression turned cold. "The one who likes lilies is Wu Wan. President Wen, don't make a mistake next time."

When Wen Zhan heard this, his throat choked, and the smile on his face instantly disappeared.

It seemed that Wu Yang still hadn't forgiven him. He really wanted to know what had happened six years ago, but under the obstruction of the Wen Clan and the Jiang Clan, the jump from the building six years ago seemed to have never happened.

Wen Zhan was only disappointed for a moment before he quickly sorted out his mood and took the initiative to coax Wu Yang, "Alright then, tell me what flowers you like and I'll send them over right away."

Wu Yang felt a little guilty when she saw that he didn't take offense with her. She pursed her lips and couldn't say anything hard. "Whatever."

"Hiss … it's a little hard to get." Wen Zhan scratched his head and took out his phone to make a phone call.

Wu Yang only said it casually. Seeing that he really wanted to get a flower like "casual", he felt a little curious.

Soon, a courier brother knocked on the office door with a bunch of flowers in his hand and asked, "Who is Miss Wu?"

Wu Yang gave Wen Zhan a questioning look, then stood up and said, "It's me."

A flash of astonishment flashed in the eyes of the courier brother when he saw Wu Yang's face. Then, he blushed and delivered the flower to her.

"Please sign for your flowers."

Wu Yang took the flowers. The beige wrapping paper was wrapped in a large handful of lavender spikes. It looked like lavender, but it smelled nothing.

"What are you doing?" She turned around and put the flowers back on the table, looking at Wen Zhan doubtfully.

Wen Zhan smiled as he stared at her and explained, "This is the flower of the fish shuttle grass. The flower language of the fish shuttle grass is unrestrained. It means'casual '. How about it? Do you like the present this time?"

Wu Yang hadn't expected this to happen. Although the flowers he gave her didn't move her much, she was truly moved by Wen Zhan's intentions.

Knowing that he was intentionally trying to make her laugh, she helplessly glanced at him and finally revealed a smile, "Thank you."

Yan Lang, who was standing at the side, was dumbfounded. He thought to himself that it was just two bouquets of flowers. If Wu Yang liked it, he could find a truck for her.

He then searched through the "fish shuttle grass" that Wen Zhan had just mentioned, only to discover that the thing that he had originally described as divine was just an inconspicuous flower in the green belt of the residential area!

Wen Zhan finally burst into laughter and let out a sigh of relief in his heart. He sat at the table and stared at her with his cheeks propped up for a long time, as if she was the only one in his eyes.

If dignified Wen always fell in love, no one would be able to stop him.

Wu Yang was so embarrassed by his gaze that his ears turned red as he glared at him, "Aren't you very busy? Why are you still here?!"

Wen Zhan raised his eyebrows and explained confidently, "We agreed to fix your phone."

After he said that, Wu Yang could no longer drive him away, so he could only turn around and concentrate on his own matters.

Since the dean had already told her to give the patient to Jiang Manyao, the only thing she could do was to make the treatment files more careful and try to make sure that Jiang Manyao didn't make any mistakes.

It was difficult for Wu Yang to pay attention to the outside world when he concentrated. Wen Zhan saw this and asked the secretary to bring the company documents. The two of them sat side by side without disturbing each other.

Wu Yang had written this for two hours, and it was only when her stomach was so hungry that she realized that she was almost off work.

Yan Lang had already packed up and prepared the card to get off work. Seeing that she was finally busy, he quickly went over and said, "There's a new barbecue restaurant downstairs in your neighborhood. Why don't we go there for dinner tonight? It's my treat."

"She's coming with me today." Before Wu Yang could say anything, Wen Zhan rejected Yan Lang.

His hand naturally rested on Wu Yang's shoulder, fully proving his ownership.

Yan Lang curled her lips in disdain and said to Wu Yang, "That's your favorite mutton. Let's go together."

Wu Yang was moved by Yan Lang's words. She could always smell the fragrance of mutton coming from the barbecue stall when she came home these few days. She had long wanted to try it.

"Alright, let's go together."

"I'll go too!" Wen Zhan immediately joined in, giving him a sense of presence.

Wu Yang was already helpless towards him. He thought to himself, if he wished to come, then come.

The clock quickly pointed to six. Yan Lang instantly rushed out with his bag in his hand, as if he was a different person.

"I'm going to drive first. Hurry up!"

No one was more active than him when it came to getting off work, and his figure was invisible in the blink of an eye.

After that, Wu Yang and Wen Zhan got into Yan Lang's car and the three of them returned to the downstairs of Wu Yang's house.

"Boss, bring me the menu!" Yan Lang was the first to enter the restaurant. When he got off the car, he deliberately helped Wu Yang carry her bag. Now, as soon as he entered, he placed her bag beside him.

Wu Yang didn't think too much and naturally walked towards him.

Yan Lang smiled complacently at Wen Zhan with her back facing her. Who knew that the next second, Wen Zhan would suddenly pass Wu Yang and sit next to Yan Lang.