Under Jiang Yuan's hopeful gaze, Director Zhang shook his head, with a hint of annoyance on his face. He really didn't expect Jiang Yuan to ask such a question.

Seeing that Director Zhang didn't know who this "mountain chief" was, Jiang Yuan felt a little disappointed. It seemed that if he really wanted to find out where this mountain chief came from, he would have to ask the teacher for help.

But after Jiang Yuan thought for a while, he shook his head gently. He didn't want to disturb the teacher now;

Reviewing cases is a very simple matter for Jiang Yuan. Based on his clinical experience, it is not too difficult to find problems among them.

Facing the cases on the computer, Jiang Yuan slowly looked at them one by one.

Director Zhang, who was sitting opposite, looked at Jiang Yuan clicking the mouse casually, and suddenly snorted coldly: "You are really caught up in the good times now. I think back then, all we got were copies of the cases, and we waited.

When these copies are sent over, they will be processed as soon as they are received, so hurry up and take your time, for fear of delaying the time."

"It's better for you now. All medical records in the hospital are entered directly on the computer. If there are any problems, they can be sent directly. They can be processed at a fixed time every day."

Seeing Director Zhang's angry look, Jiang Yuan smiled slightly and said, "Director Zhang, it's convenient for you now. You don't have to work as hard as before."

Hearing Jiang Yuan's casual words, Director Zhang's fat face couldn't help but feel a little angry, and he secretly said in his heart: "It's convenient, but I don't know how long I worked hard back then. Damn it."

Jiang Yuan was naturally very fast. In less than an hour, he completed the review of the dozen or so medical records he received one by one. He raised his head to face Director Zhang who was playing games and said:

"Director is done!"

"Is it done?" Director Zhang blinked his little eyes and glanced at Jiang Yuan. After seeing the determined look on his face, he frowned, with a sneer flashing in his eyes and said, "Don't you want to

It’s a perfunctory job. If you don’t see the problem, then don’t blame me for not giving you any praise in the internship appraisal!”

"Of course not." Jiang Yuan stood up with a smile and said, "If you are worried, you can watch it again and come to me if you have any questions."

After saying that, Jiang Yuan stood up and walked out.

"You" saw Jiang Yuan turn around and leave like this. Director Zhang's face was filled with anger. But after Jiang Yuan finished, he couldn't do anything to Jiang Yuan. At that moment, he could only sullenly face and murmured in a cold voice:

"Boy, don't be too embarrassed. If I catch you doing anything wrong, I'll make you look good!"

Jiang Yuan walked out of the door with a secret sneer on his face. How could he not know that Director Zhang probably hated him so much now, but he didn't want to give this Director too much face. Anyway, for such a person, you

The more careful you are, the more domineering this guy will be.

After visiting Dr. Hu's clinic and helping him, and having lunch at the clinic, Jiang Yuan took a taxi to Na Yunqing Tea House.

The Yunqing Teahouse is quite famous on the Hexi side of Yunjiang. As soon as Jiang Yuan told the taxi driver about this place, the driver took Jiang Yuan there.

After only ten minutes of driving, the car stopped in front of an elegant building by the river.

After paying the fare and getting off the bus, Jiang Yuan looked up at the antique facade in front of him and the four words "Yunqing Tea House" with dragons and phoenixes flying on it, and let out a soft breath.

"Good" Jiang Yuan looked away from the words on the signboard with a slightly solemn expression, feeling secretly frightened;

What he admired was not how well the writing was, but that he saw a hint of sharpness in these four cursive scripts that looked extremely elegant. Maybe ordinary people couldn't see anything special.

Come, but for him, he doesn't even need to use his "obstacle clearing" talent to restore the scene when the word was written, he can feel the sharp meaning of the word.

A person who can write words to such an extent, and can even express such sharpness and sharpness, is enough to reflect the confidence in the owner of this word and the unabashed sharpness.

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To be able to express such a feeling in words can only be done by a master above the heavenly level; and this heavenly master is definitely a master among masters.

Although he was secretly frightened, Jiang Yuan did not hesitate and walked slowly into Yunqing Tea House.

After walking into the gate, the two carved doors slowly opened. A man wearing a dark red cheongsam, with dark cloud-like hair tied behind his head, was fixed with a rosewood hairpin.

The delicate woman bowed slightly toward Jiang Yuan and smiled slowly: "Mr. Jiang, please come with me."

Feeling the faint energy wafting from the woman's body, Jiang Yuan followed the woman quietly and walked inside; while walking, he used his terrifying mental power to pay attention.

The surrounding situation.

Although he is not afraid that something will really happen here, he never fights without certainty. He must understand all situations in his mind and be prepared for any danger.

Along the way, he could feel the presence of many people in the tearooms nearby, but these people were just ordinary people, drinking tea and chatting; this made him feel a little relieved.

The woman walking in front gently opened a door, smiled and extended her hand towards Jiang Yuan, saying: "Mr. Jiang, please come in. Please wait a moment. Lord Shanda will come to see you soon."

Jiang Yuan smiled and nodded, then walked inside.

However, it can be seen that the room is not small. In addition to the front glass curtain wall facing the river, there are several ancient calligraphy and paintings hanging on the surrounding walls. However, in the center of the room, there are only four futons and a small coffee table in the middle.

There is nothing around anymore

But despite this, it looks extremely elegant inside, making it a good place to drink tea.

Seeing Jiang Yuan come in, another young woman wearing a cheongsam waiting inside carefully handed over a pair of white cotton slippers and helped Jiang Yuan put on them.

Jiang Yuan was not polite. After putting on his shoes, he walked in, casually sat down at the small coffee table, and quietly waited for the arrival of the real master.

Now, his guard was gone, because no matter what the situation, the glass curtain wall and windows in front of him were enough for him to drift away easily... (To be continued. Please search Gone with the Wind.
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