Three Treasures from Heaven, CEO Daddy Can't Run

Chapter 555 In my territory, you should follow my rules

When speaking, Shao Zhanlin's deep black eyes.

Looking at her horrific fingers, a few dark lights flashed across the bottom of her eyes.

Still too merciful.

Those who spread rumors and frame her should line up one by one to be dealt with.

Get along to now, Jiang Nuantang can get to this man's point.

Knowing what he cared about, he didn't dare to continue to take Joe, and explained softly:

"This thing just looks scary, it's not serious."

Jiang Nuantang spoke flatteringly, paused, changed the subject, and added:

"And have you forgotten? I am a doctor myself. If there is anything to do, I will know it in my heart."

Blinking her bright eyes, Jiang Nuantang spoke the truth.

Compared with the ordeals she had encountered, this itching and pain was really nothing.

Just bear it and it will pass.

She didn't care, but Shao Zhanlin didn't think so. With a sullen face, he spit out:

"Doctors don't heal themselves."

Forehead--

This reason is too much to make a fuss over.

Jiang Nuantang was ashamed.

It's just a mild allergy.

How can he say it like a big event where the sky is falling?

"It's not a serious situation..."

Jiang Nuantang wanted to explain, but was stopped by Shao Zhanlin's calm gaze.

In the next second, the man's thin lips were slightly opened, and he uttered a sentence in a cold voice:

"Knowing medical skills is not a reason for you not to cherish yourself."

The car stopped outside the hospital.

When he was about to get off the car, Shao Zhanlin suddenly leaned over, put his thin lips close to her ear, and said slowly:

"The owner of this body will be my wife in the future, so you have to take good care of her and don't let her get hurt."

Magnetic voice, full of domineering and strong possessiveness.

Unbelievable at all, Jiang Nuantang's cheeks, neck to earlobe flushed immediately.

After holding back for a long while, he hesitated to refute:

"Who, who is your wife?"

"Of course it's you."

Shao Zhanlin spoke seriously and looked at her with burning eyes.

Before meeting her, who to marry as his wife was not a matter of concern to him.

As long as the other party can manage the family well, it doesn't matter who you marry.

But after meeting her, the weak water is three thousand, and he takes a spoonful to drink alone.

If a man doesn't talk about love, it's enough, once he talks.

It's really overwhelming.

Rao Jiang Nuantang couldn't help but blush and heartbeat.

He glanced at him reproachfully.

Touching the slightly hot earlobe, he felt uncomfortable.

When she got off the car and went to the hospital, Jiang Nuantang was still puzzled, she was obviously not a person who valued love, why did she find it very useful for no reason?

……

Yihe Hospital

As soon as Shao Zhanlin took Jiang Nuantang out of the elevator, the dean Wen Xuemin quickly greeted him and greeted him respectfully:

"Mr. Shao."

"Dean Wen."

Shao Zhanlin nodded to him, and immediately pulled Jiang Nuantang over, saying in a deep voice:

"Show her the hand."

"Ok."

Wen Xuemin responded warmly, took a look at Jiang Nuantang, and casually asked like a doctor:

"This is...Miss Jiang Nuantang?"

Wen Xuemin's language is uncertain.

Jiang Nuantang didn't know why the other party suddenly mentioned her, but she nodded slightly and said:

"It's me, Dean Wen, hello."

Identify.

Wen Xuemin seemed relieved.

Then he was not in a hurry to give her a diagnosis and treatment, but changed the subject and suddenly mentioned:

"It's like this. I think Ms. Jiang's hands are very different. She must have taken good care of them on weekdays. It would be a shame for me to treat such precious hands. It just happens to be a specially-appointed visiting professor of our hospital who has been traveling abroad for many years. , happened to be in the hospital. What I mean is to ask him to show Miss Jiang's hand, what do you two agree?"

Wen Xuemin organized his words, trying to make his excuses and reasons sound normal and irrefutable.

Even so, Shao Zhanlin slightly raised his eyebrows at this unreasonable hospitality.

If he is not mistaken.

When Wen Xuemin mentioned the specially-appointed visiting professor just now, her eyes flickered a little.

Although he quickly hid his mood swings, Shao Zhanlin still felt it.

But he didn't question anything, and asked calmly:

"Since it is recommended by the dean, let him have a look!"

After the words fell, Jiang Nuantang turned to ask Jiang Nuantang for his opinion.

"What do you think?"

The magnetic and deep voice should have been lofty, like an immortal who cannot be profaned.

But in front of Jiang Nuantang, she was dragged down to the mortal world.

Some are only approachable.

Since he was asking for her opinion, Jiang Nuantang naturally couldn't embarrass him, lowering his eyes and pursing his lips, the little daughter-in-law responded:

"I listen to you."

The simple four words set off Jiang Nuantang's cute posture.

Shao Zhanlin raised his sword eyebrows, and the inquiry in her eyes became deeper and deeper.

Wen Xuemin looked at his nose with his eyes, and pointed his finger forward:

"You two, please come with me."

……

Fifth Floor, Distinguished Visiting Professor Office

Wen Xuemin knocked on the door and led someone in:

"Professor, people have brought it."

Shao Zhanlin looked up at the professor Wen Xuemin was talking about.

I thought that a person who could be a specially-appointed visiting professor at the Yihe Hospital must be old.

Unexpectedly, it was a young man with gold-rimmed glasses who looked like a gentle scum.

Except for the long white hair that is simply tied up, there is really no sign of oldness.

Shao Zhanlin narrowed his eyes.

I don't understand that the other party's actual age is like this, and he still has the skills to keep his face.

as well as--

Why would such a respected visiting professor be willing to show Jiang Nuantang his hand injury in person?

Shao Zhanlin's eyes darkened, suspicious of their relationship.

The young man sitting at the desk looks up.

Pushing the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose, he replied warmly:

"coming."

While speaking, the man looked at Shao Zhanlin calmly through the mirror frame.

Shao Zhanlin was already hostile to this man who had no relationship with Jiang Nuantang.

Being looked at like this again.

Feeling even more upset, he pursed his lips and confronted the other party silently.

A few minutes later, the man took the lead to look away, and ordered Wen Xuemin:

"The wounded is left, and the idle people are waiting for."

The last sentence was naturally addressed to Shao Zhanlin.

Wen Xuemin only thought of Alexander.

On one side is the powerful Mr. Shao, and on the other side is the highly respected visiting professor.

It's really wrong to offend either side.

After a few moments of silence, Wen Xuemin still made a choice and tried to speak to Shao Zhanlin:

"Mr. Shao..."

Before finishing the rest of the sentence, Shao Zhanlin raised his hand to interrupt him and said:

"It's just skin allergies on the fingers, there should be no need to clear the venue..."

Shao Zhanlin stood beside Jiang Nuantang in a protective posture, not giving an inch.

The man's expression remained unchanged, and his attitude was as tough as Shao Zhanlin's.

Pushing the glasses on the bridge of the nose, the slender fingers with well-defined bones tapped on the table, and said slowly:

"When you come to my site, you should follow my rules. If you are not satisfied with the rules, you can take people away."