dognovel Chapter 394
Chapter 394
"Bingo, that's her."
Wen Zhifei was silent for a while before she said: "Oh."
Rong Junrui didn't hear that she was unhappy, he was immersed in the joy of success.
As long as Song Qingzhu is taken away, Rong Junchu must be very sad, right?what will happen to himI am happy to think about it.
"Let's not talk for now, I have something to do, hang up."
Rong Junrui hung up the phone directly, Wen Zhifei listened to the beeping sound of the phone, and sat on the bed in frustration.
She looked at the screen expressionlessly, feeling sad in her heart.
Song Qingzhu is still working in the hospital under the Jiang Group, but she entered as an intern. The people in the hospital are very friendly and there is no conspiracy.
Her daily job is to help the attending doctor, starting from the bottom.
The doctor in charge assigned to her was Jiang Huai, a white man who was extremely cleanliness and loved cleanliness. He wore gold-rimmed glasses and always wore a white coat.
Feeling very uncomfortable.
When Song Qingzhu met him for the first time, he was asked by the other party to make coffee, 7 cents of sugar, and the water temperature was 60 degrees, not one degree higher or lower, and then put it on his table.
Looking at Jiang Huai's back with his hands in his pockets and striding away, Song Qingzhu deeply felt that he might have a hard time in the future.
One of the nurses named You Tingting came to her side, raised her hand to cover her mouth, and whispered, "You're done. In the entire Imperial Second Hospital, Dr. Jiang is the most strict, and he has a cleanliness habit. There is no room in the office." A little dirt is allowed."
Song Qingzhu had already felt it.
She smiled wryly: "It's too scary."
You Tingting laughed, "But don't worry, Dr. Jiang has a serious cleanliness obsession, but he has never made a mistake in his operation. You can learn a lot by his side."
"Well... by the way, why don't you work under him?"
It was not a coincidence that Song Qingzhu came here. It is said that other doctors have enough small followers, only this doctor named Jiang Huai has no small followers. It is also said that all the followers under him ran away within three days, so it caused Now Dr. Jiang is a lonely "old man".
"I, I'm not qualified."
You Tingting scratched her head and said, "And my field is different from his."
Seeing You Tingting's sudden blush, Song Qingzhu felt a little tricky.
She snickered, "Do you like Dr. Jiang?"
You Tingting's face was flushed red, and she immediately waved her hands in denial: "No, no, no, no, don't talk nonsense!"
Song Qingzhu didn't listen to her excuse, but touched his chin, "Do you think Dr. Jiang has a girlfriend?"
You Tingting blinked frantically, pursed her lips tightly, a little nervous and excited.
"Don't worry, I'll ask you when I have time."
Song Qingzhu patted her on the shoulder and answered with a smile.
The two immediately became good friends and added contact information.
In the end, Song Qingzhu was called away by Jiang Huai, and You Tingting stuck out her tongue and ran away quickly.
Song Qingzhu came to Jianghuai resignedly.
Jiang Huai looked at her quietly through the glasses, with a calm tone, "Are you here to play?"
Song Qingzhu paused, then shook his head resolutely.
"Come in."
Jiang Huai turned his head coldly, Song Qingzhu pouted and followed behind.
He is tall and has long legs. He came to the desk, threw the table items in front of her, and said in a cold tone, "Make 200 copies of this."
"so much?"
Song Qingzhu stared wide-eyed and looked at him in disbelief.
"Why?" Jiang Huai asked with heavy eyes.
"No, it's okay." Song Qingzhu smashed his teeth, bit into his stomach, and took the document with a happy face, "Thank you, Dr. Jiang, for giving me this task."
Jiang Huai snorted from his nostrils, Song Qingzhu turned and left, muttering.
Jiang Huai called her to stop, squinted his eyes, "What's wrong with Yin and Yang?"
Song Qingzhu coughed and looked back at him with a smile on his face: "I'm just lamenting how warm the sun is today."
"It's cloudy outside."
"Oh, the weather forecast is really inaccurate." Song Qingzhu pursed his lips slightly, raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Doctor Jiang, I'm leaving first."
After speaking, Song Qingzhu strode away.
She came to the side of the printer, supported the printer, and frowned sadly. Alas, I feel that Dr. Jiang is a bit difficult to mess with, and I don't know what he will do to her in the future.
With a few clicks, a few sheets of paper floated out of the printer and fell to the ground.
When Song Qingzhu lowered his head to pick it up and stood up, the machine suddenly clicked, and there was no movement.
She froze, looking down at her hands, um, did she break it?
Or is the machine itself broken?
Song Qingzhu swallowed hard, and couldn't help but put his hand on the machine and pat it, but there was no movement at all.
How can this be fixed.
Song Qingzhu felt that he was too remorseful.
Song Qingzhu took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Rong Junchu, wanting to ask how to repair this printer.
She remembered that in the TV series, those who broke the printer usually just patted it, but when she practiced it, why didn't it work?
Rong Junchu happened to be resting at home, happened to see her message, and sent her a video call directly.
Song Qingzhu looked around guiltily to confirm that there was no one around, so she secretly turned on the video.
Seeing Rong Junchu's handsome face, one would wonder why there is such a good-looking man in the world.
Rong Junchu was holding coffee, sitting on the sofa, looking at the other side of the screen, she was sneaking.
"What are you doing? How are you sneaking around?"
"Tell me quickly, how to fix the printer?"
Song Qingzhu lowered his voice, turned his back to the corridor, and fiddled with the printer, but couldn't fix it no matter what.
"You open that lid first." Rong Junchu said.
"It's not that, it's the gray one on the left."
"That's right, that's the one you just passed by."
"It's over!"
Song Qingzhu fiddled with the printer anxiously, frowning tightly, but couldn't find where the cover was.
She rubbed her forehead, a little flustered.
"Forget it, I'll ask someone to fix it for you."
Rong Junchu paused for a while before speaking.
Suddenly, footsteps approached, and Song Qingzhu, who was immersed in the world of broken machines, felt her scalp tingling. She subconsciously turned her head to look over, pressed the video button in a panic, and stared at him with a stiff body.
"Hmm...Doctor Jiang, what's the matter?"
Song Qingzhu hiccupped and asked a little embarrassedly.
There are ghosts in my heart, but I am very guilty.
Rong Junchu was stunned, looking at the video call that was suddenly hung up, he seemed to hear footsteps, and then the screen began to shake, and finally hung up the call.
Who can make Qing Zhu hang up the phone so quickly?
Rong Jun was puzzled at the beginning.
"what are you doing?"
"I, I'm copying..." Song Qingzhu replied with little confidence.