She leaned over and gently pinched.8

The thin business card reads the business card of the leader of the Kyoto Municipal Government. She has heard of that person.

There are many heavyweight patients who come in every day of cardiothoracic surgery, among which there is this ministerial-level cadre who was accidentally injured. The department in charge just happened to be in line with Yun Qinghai.

It turned out that all the darkness was only around her.

With his slender fingers, he gently held the business card up.

fuck fuck fuck*

The next day.

"Minister Qiu, you have to take good care of your health and recover early..." "It's certain to be sure...

The noise could be heard in the ward. Lin Yitong pushed the door and walked in. She happened to see a group of people gathering in front of the ministerial figure and greeting. One of them had a backlit figure solemn and upright. As soon as she entered, she grabbed the eyes of the person and made her unable to pull her feet. She breathed stagnantly and didn't dare to walk over.

She didn't dare to guess the identity of the few around the bed, but they should be of heavy weight, and some even higher than Minister Qiu.

Hosran's hands, holding the bed railing, relaxed his hands, inserted his hands into his trouser pockets, and looked at her with deep eyes.

"Sorry," she stopped looking back in time and whispered, "Term rounds regularly."

"Well, then go quickly and don't delay." A leader with half-white temples nodded, and a simple sentence made the crowd scatter tactfully.

Lin Yitong bent down, wrote down the indicators and records of various instruments, adjusted the speed and height of the pillow, and then carefully asked about all the patients' feelings and moods outside the signs. Looking at this man carefully, he was indeed a little old and not so energetic by political affairs. He seemed to be about to abdicate after he was seriously ill. No wonder Yun Qinghai wanted to take advantage of such an opportunity to take another step forward.

"It's nothing serious. I'll have one week left to stay in the hospital for observation. Keep it so that I can be discharged on time." She put away her pen neatly.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Minister Qiu smiled, and even thanked him was a leader-like tone of condolence.

"Not hard work."

"Sran, come with me..." Deputy Secretary Cen, who was guarding the door, shouted in a low voice, but was still caught by Lin Yitong, who was facing away from them.

"You kid doesn't like to go with me anywhere on weekdays. You are busy with military districts. Why did you come here obediently today? Something is wrong."

Hosran curled the corners of his mouth lightly: "Nothing is wrong."

He really doesn't like to do things like making public and private, but he always has to decide who to do it.

"By the way, I remember that the day after tomorrow is your expected father-in-law's birthday. Look, the little girl Yun Shang came to give me an invitation," Deputy Secretary Cen took out a red invitation from behind. "Look at that time, I thought you were so happy that you were going to get married and sent me a wedding invitation... By the way, there is another thing. I asked you to come and get familiar with Minister Qiu today because your father-in-law may be his lieutenant. You should first establish a relationship with Minister Qiu in advance, which can be regarded as a gift to give you a future father-in-law before marriage, right?"

Hosran's face was so gloomy in Mingyao's ward.8

Sneered, spreading from his thin knife-like lips, he said in a cold voice: "It turns out that he wants to succeed Minister Qiu, so you asked me to come together today?"

"yes."

"Or Yunshang tells you that I have plans to get married recently?"

Deputy Secretary Cen's face turned cold when he heard this: "Do you need to plan? Look at how many years have you been, and when do you want to delay it? I heard that your father-in-law's birthday is fifty, so why not do it together? Is it better to have a happy wedding?"

"She didn't tell you, I have other plans?"

Huo Siran continued to sneer, finally knowing what "careful" preparations Yun Shang had made after rejecting his proposal.

Deputy Secretary Cen became serious: "Sran, you are quite old anymore. Those who have nothing should not have troubled people as mature as you anymore. The same thing is said, don't forget your identity, huh?"

"It's not something that doesn't exist," Hosran said clearly, "I have someone I care about, I won't get married."

Deputy Secretary Cen almost took a breath.

He wanted to know that Hosran was bold, but he didn't expect that he would be so bold.

Sneered, Deputy Secretary Cen said: "I should send you to the country F for two years to be able to suffer and grind your temper, but I didn't expect it to be even more grinding. Well? You want to keep up with me again. Just like four years ago, I'm going to shoot you with a gun, it doesn't matter?"

"Yes," Hosran admitted so simply, as if he was not afraid of anyone hearing it, including her, "I know it was a sudden thing for me to say this, but you should be able to tell from how I did over the years that I would like to get married. Maybe you can force me once, but I can assure you that there will be no second time. If you can accept this, I will explain the reason to you."

Deputy Secretary Cen carried his hands behind his back and looked at the man who was taller than him, and his anger burned to the ends of his hair again.

"What love do you want because there is someone outside?" Deputy Secretary Cen scolded, "Do you know you are a soldier? This is a matter of style!! If I don't yell at you, you're still excited! Tell me who it is, who is so seducing and married husband, and I shot her like that!!"

Hosran smiled faintly and turned around, glanced at the little woman whose back was straight and her body was cold. She was about to go rounds. He said indifferently: "It has nothing to do with her - I said that today I just made a statement. If you can accept it, let me listen to my explanation. I don't care if something happened four years ago, and don't use any style and discipline to question me. I know the cause and effect more clearly than any outsider, but if it can't be explained, the consequences. I bear it."

"I'm considering going to the birthday party that day, but I can't guarantee what to do."

"I have no right to interfere with Yun Qinghai's promotion, but I suggest that the above will investigate his style before appointment, which may be much more useful than focusing on me."

When Deputy Secretary Cen heard this, he stared at him with wide eyes, almost not drooling.

Behind him, the young and beautiful female doctor had already collected her medical records and walked out, opened the door and went out.

"I'll lose my companion for a while." Hosran said lightly.

In the corridor, Lin Yitong walked forward with a cold face and a little confused mind. The leader's few "father-in-law" and "wedding invitation" just now made her sneer, but Huo Siran's rebuttal and rejection were too presumptuous, which made her feel confused. Haha, it's so close, is he telling her specifically?

"Tongtong!" The low heavy bass sounded, with a magnetic hoarseness. She walked coldly and faster.

But he suddenly bumped into someone at the corner of the stairs, and the folders were scattered all over the floor.

Huo Siran's eyes flashed, and immediately stepped forward, holding her thin shoulders and leaned back! The middle-aged woman who had just climbed the stairs was almost knocked down by her, and she almost stood firm with the wall. She immediately wanted to curse: "What are you doing? You don't walk and look at the road. Here is such a dangerous place. What if you fall down, you..."

The next moment, the middle-aged lady could no longer scold her, because one, this was the girl she ran into in the cafe that day, and two, the person who was holding her behind her was actually...

"Sorry," Lin Yitong said first and reached out to pull her, "Auntie, it's my fault, is it okay?"

"Oh, oh, it's okay," the middle-aged lady seemed to have been caught suddenly, her eyes dodging, and even Hosran called her "Madam Qiu". She nodded quickly and said with a fake smile, "It's okay, you guys are busy, I'll go in and take a look at Lao Qiu..." She grabbed her bag and left.

Mrs. Qiu. It seems that she guessed it right.

After struggling for a few times, her little face became cold and she said in a cold voice: "You can let me go."

Hoss still refused to let go.

She struggled coldly for a few times to raise her eyes and stare at him! Hosran confronted her deeply, moved her away, leaned down with her tall body and packed up her scattered folders.

When she got up, she could vaguely see a flash of surprise in her eyes.

"I'm indeed coming to see you today for personal gain. You may not have to hide in a while. I have something to tell you." He handed over the medical record.

She sneered and reached out to answer: "Come and express your opinion to me, are you not going to get married? Sorry, I'm not interested in listening." She didn't even have the interest to quarrel.

But he squeezed hard, and he kept pinching the other end of the medical record.

"I heard you called to consult the housing prices in various areas of City C, especially the land in Yanwan Community and the land in the suburbs of your grandparents," Huo Siran said word by word, "What do you want to do?"

investigation??

Lin Yitong was shocked.

Her little face turned pale. She thought he was just sending someone to protect her and stare at her, but she didn't expect that he knew even this?? He knew!!

"Then what have you done to me?" she asked. "You know wherever I call, is it tracking or monitoring?"

“I have friends in City C.”

"Hosran!!"

"Do you want to pay back the money to me and pay the money for that property? For your son, give up the property left to you by your parents and grandparents?" Huo Siran's eyes were a little scarlet. He held the medical record clip with one hand, slowly grabbed one and pulled her closer to him, pulled the notebook and placed it directly on the railing, and stretched her arms to circle her, "You really, do what you say?"

Lin Yitong was having difficulty breathing, but her little face still looked at him coldly: "What else?"

He thought she was joking?

Hosran pursed his lips coldly, hugged her tightly with his arms, pressing against her forehead, with guilt and heartache in his strength: "I don't need to. It's good to sell anything, don't sell those, do you think I don't know what you sell? I have never forced you, you don't have to be so stubborn as me."

I don’t know why, and I don’t know when, but his words began to stab her heart incisively.

"Hosran, please let go." She said tremblingly. This posture was too intimate, and she didn't want to pay attention to this man, and she didn't want to see him. This affection was too easy for people to fall in love.

"You insist on doing this?" he asked coldly, his breath spraying on her face.

"Would I really insist on this?" She pricked her cold eyes.

Hosran stared at her for a long time.

He smiled faintly, and he let her go, and still supported her on the railing and circled her, proclaiming word by word: "Okay. I'll draw a line with me in your way. But you have a hundred ways to raise money, and I have a hundred ways not, don't you! You can try it."

Lin Yitong widened her eyes, but she didn't expect that he would suddenly become tougher. How could he do this? "Hosran, you are a scoundrel!"

"Yes!" He did not deny it.

She sneered, her little face as cold as she met: "But, what qualifications do you have to be rogue to me now?"

The thin lips were pursed tightly into a line. Hosran was scolded for a while and then smiled bitterly: "If I care about qualifications, I can't do anything, but if I really let you do everything, I will not be a scoundrel, but a bastard! From now on, there will be no reason for qualifications, Tongtong. I think, so I will do it!!"

His emotions have never been expressed so passionately and bluntly.

Lin Yitong was so shocked that she could not say a word anymore. She had always thought that domineering was imprisonment, deprivation, and harm, but if there was a kind of dominance and imprisonment, it would make you feel angry, but it was a disguised good and protection. Then, what should I say?!!

"Okay," he stared at her for a long time, suddenly softened his attitude, stretched out his arms to hug her slender body, gently stroked her face, and said in a low voice, "I came to see you today because I miss you, and I don't have the slightest intention of not being happy...Don't be angry."

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Chapter completed!