Lin Yuan came over after paying the bill and happened to hear the conversation between Fang Xiaoya and Roger. He frowned again. He had heard Fang Xiaoya talk about Roger's character before, but after all, it was only Fang Xiaoya's one-sided words, and he
He and Fang Xiaoya can only be regarded as face-to-face acquaintances, not friends like Meng Xinhan, so he doesn't want to interfere too much with Fang Xiaoya's personal affairs. Even though he tolerated Luo Jie's rude words before, he didn't expect that
This Roger is so rogue.
It had to be said that what Roger had done had exceeded Lin Yuan's bottom line. Lin Yuan walked over and interrupted the conversation between the two of them, saying to Fang Xiaoya: "Xiaoya, let's go." This time Lin Yuan called Fang Xiaoya.
Xiaoya didn't call Miss Fang, but called her by her first name. The meaning was self-evident. He had already planned to meddle in this nosy matter.
Fang Xiaoya didn't seem to be too embarrassed in front of Lin Yuan. She glanced at Roger lightly and said, "If you are really struggling, I can't help you, but I can't do anything about it. I'm leaving. Don't do it again."
Excuse me." As he spoke, he planned to bypass Roger and walk out, but Roger stepped forward and stopped directly in front of Fang Xiaoya: "Xiaoya, don't force me."
Lin Yuan frowned when he saw this, stepped over Zhu, reached out to grab Roger's neck, and threw Roger aside with a careless move. Roger staggered and almost fell down.
"Let's go." Lin Yuan didn't even look at Roger, but said directly to Fang Xiaoya.
Fang Xiaoya glanced at Lin Yuan in surprise, then responded and hurriedly walked to Lin Yuan. She didn't expect that Lin Yuan looked so thin and frail, but he was so strong, and he picked up Roger with one hand.
"Boy, you're looking for death!" Roger shouted loudly when he came to his senses, with a ferocious look on his face. Roger could make Fang Xiaoya fearful and defraud Fang Xiaoya of a lot of money, and it wasn't just with sweet words.
He has sex with men, and more importantly, he has a desperate look. He even dares to fight for his life at critical moments. As the saying goes, he is stunned to shoot people, and he is afraid of his life. The reason why Roger can thrive is not only
He only relies on women for food.
Hearing Roger's loud shout, Lin Yuan turned around and glanced directly at Roger with a cold gaze. Roger couldn't help but shudder when he saw Lin Yuan's eyes. Lin Yuan himself knew Kung Fu, and he had been doing it for more than half a year.
He also dealt with many big shots, and he gradually gained the aura of a superior person. At first glance, he looked ordinary, but as the person involved, Roger felt a chill from Lin Yuan's eyes.
While looking at Roger, Lin Yuan reached out and picked up a teacup from the table next to him, suddenly exerting force in his hand.
"Crash!" There was a crisp sound, and the ceramic tea cup was crushed by Lin Yuan. The fragments flew everywhere, and one of them flew towards Roger's cheek casually, directly scratching a shallow line on Roger's cheek.
Shallow wounds.
After doing all this, Lin Yuan took out a hundred-dollar bill from his body and placed it where he picked up the tea cup, then left the hotel with Fang Xiaoya.
After Lin Yuan and Fang Xiaoya left, Roger took a deep breath and sat down on the chair next to him. At that moment, he felt like he was dripping with cold sweat, and the underwear on his back was wet with sweat.
.
"Thank you, Mr. Lin." Fang Xiaoya followed Lin Yuan out of the hotel and hurriedly thanked Lin Yuan. Although he knew that Lin Yuan stopped Roger this time, Roger would definitely not give up and would pester her in the future, but Lin Yuan
After all, Yuan has good intentions.
"You're welcome." Lin Yuan smiled slightly, but still reminded: "You'd better not compromise blindly when dealing with that kind of person, but find a way, otherwise he will keep pestering you."
"Mr. Lin, I know." Fang Xiaoya nodded, but hesitated to speak. Why didn't she understand this truth? But how could a girl like her resist a gangster like Roger?
Lin Yuan glanced at Fang Xiaoya, pondered for a moment and said: "If you have any trouble in the future, just call me. If I can help, I will definitely help."
Regarding Fang Xiaoya's helplessness, Lin Yuan actually knew it well. To put it bluntly, a gangster like Roger was just like nougat. It was really difficult to ask for help. Even if you called the police, the police would only lock Roger for two days at most.
, a fine was imposed, and after a few days Roger came out and he was still a Bengali.
"Thank you." Fang Xiaoya thanked her again, then waved to Lin Yuan and walked towards the Jinyuan Junyi Sales Department, which was not far from where she worked.
Lin Yuan had organized a New Year's Eve dinner for the employees of Xinyuan Charity last night. The employees of Xinyuan Charity have already taken annual leave today. They will officially start working on the sixth day after the Spring Festival, and they will have half a month off. Because the charity foundation has just been established.
, except for Jiwang Town and Puhua County, the foundation does not have many things to do temporarily. In the first year, Lin Yuan gave everyone a long holiday.
After bidding farewell to Fang Xiaoya, Lin Yuan went directly to Zhengqi Hall. Xinyuan Charity is currently on holiday, which means that Zhengqi Hall is still open. Liang Haiwei means that Zhengqi Hall will be open at least until the 25th and 6th of the twelfth lunar month.
, anyway, Jiang Yao is not far from Jiang Zhong, and their family is currently in Jiang Zhong. It is uncertain whether they will go back during the Spring Festival. If not, with Watanabe Kazuki here, the Zhengqi Hall will not necessarily close.
Seeing Lin Yuan come in, Liang Haiwei stood up with a smile and greeted: "Why didn't Dr. Lin go back? Didn't he say he would go back to his hometown today?"
"I originally planned to go back, but something happened." Lin Yuan said with a smile: "The sales center called and said that the house has been renovated. I went over to take a look."
"When do you plan to move in together?" Liang Haiwei asked.
"Now that the decoration is complete, I plan to move there tomorrow." Lin Yuan smiled, then looked at Watanabe Kazuki and said: "Watanabe, I'll move over, and the house here is vacant. Do you want to move over?
live?"
After arriving in Jiangzhong, Kazuki Watanabe has been staying in hotels. If anyone else had been unable to bear this, Kazuki Watanabe did not come to Jiangzhong to make money. He was in the Zhengqi Hall
He doesn't get a dime, and with his wealth, he can afford to stay in a hotel for several years, let alone a month or two. However, Lin Yuan always has to consider Watanabe Kazuki.
The room that Lin Yuan lives in now is the old house that Zhang Kaijiang and his wife used to live in. As long as Lin Yuan does not leave this room, it is naturally impossible for Zhang Kaijiang and his wife to drive Lin Yuan away. Watanabe Kazuki has also been to the room where Lin Yuan lives.
Yan nodded and said, "Okay."
"Okay, then when I move there tomorrow, you can move in." Lin Yuan said with a smile.
"Dr. Lin, when will we have a housewarming ceremony after moving to a new house?" Liang Haiwei asked with a smile.
"After the Spring Festival, of course everyone's wedding wine is indispensable." Lin Yuan said with a smile.
Lin Yuan and Liang Haiwei were talking when a middle-aged man in his fifties with a good appearance walked in from the door. The middle-aged man walked very quietly when he entered the door. When he saw three people in the clinic, he subconsciously felt a little nervous.
hesitate.
Liang Haiwei is well-informed about many conditions of patients. When he saw the middle-aged man's appearance, he guessed that the middle-aged man must be ashamed to talk about his illness, so he hurriedly stood up and greeted him: "Sir, do you want to see a doctor or buy medicine?"
"I...I just took a look..." The middle-aged man looked around the clinic, then turned and walked out of the door. When he was almost at the door, the middle-aged man looked around.
He turned back to look at Lin Yuan and the others, and asked hesitantly: "Who is Dr. Lin Yuanlin?"
"I am Lin Yuan." Lin Yuan stood up and said, "Sir, do you have something to hide? These two are also doctors in the clinic. If you feel uncomfortable, you can speak up."
The middle-aged man looked Lin Yuan up and down. Seeing that Lin Yuan was so young, he hesitated for a moment and turned his head, opened the door of the clinic and walked out.
Watching the middle-aged man leave, Lin Yuan and Liang Haiwei did not stop him. The patient had the right to choose a doctor, and they could not force the other party to stay. Moreover, looking at the other party's appearance, this disease should be difficult to treat, otherwise the other party would not have died.
Looks sneaky.
Lin Yuan and Liang Haiwei chatted for a while before leaving the Zhengqi Hall. When he walked out of the Zhengqi Hall, he saw a silver-white Bentley parked across the road from the Zhengqi Hall. The middle-aged man who had entered the Zhengqi Hall to inquire was
Standing next to the Bentley talking on the phone.
Seeing Lin Yuan about to leave, the middle-aged man who was on the phone hurriedly hung up the phone and walked over: "Doctor Lin... Dr. Lin."
"Sir, if you want to see a doctor, you can go to the clinic. If you have anything else to do, it's okay. If I can help, I will do my best." Lin Yuan said very politely.
"I...I just came to see a doctor." The middle-aged man stammered.
"Then let's go in and talk." Lin Yuan pointed to the righteous man behind him and said: "Sir, you can rest assured. Doctors who treat illnesses and save lives have the obligation to keep patients confidential. If you don't allow it, we will naturally not leak your situation easily.
.”
After hearing what Lin Yuan said, the middle-aged man followed Lin Yuan into the clinic. Lin Yuan sat down directly behind the treatment table, then asked the middle-aged man to sit in front of the treatment table, and gestured to the other person to stretch out his arm to feel the other person's pulse while asking questions.
He asked: "What are the symptoms? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
"My lower belly is hot and cold all the time, and there is also a bulge about half an inch wide. It hurts unbearably when I touch it or bend over slightly..." said the middle-aged man.
Lin Yuan frowned while checking his pulse: "Are there any other symptoms?"
"No more." The middle-aged man shook his head.
"How long has this been going on?" Lin Yuan asked again.
"It's been almost two months and I've seen many doctors." The middle-aged man said.
"Did you have any special experiences before you got sick?" Lin Yuan asked.
"No...no." The middle-aged man's expression changed slightly, and then he hurriedly shook his head.
Lin Yuan released his wrist and asked the patient's name registration while saying: "If you want to treat a disease, you can't hide anything from the doctor. Sometimes a small situation may lead to a doctor's diagnosis error. If you are sure of what you said,
It’s correct, there’s nothing to hide, so please sign it and I will take medication according to the situation.”
As he spoke, Lin Yuan handed the thing written in his hand to the middle-aged man and said at the same time: "If there is an accident in the treatment due to your concealment, I will not be responsible."
The middle-aged man reached out and took what Lin Yuan handed him and took a look at it. His face changed slightly and he looked hesitant.
PS: Everyone, please take a look and Qianjin will talk about the update. I personally rely on code words for a living, so I definitely work hard on the update. The speed of the update is not actually due to laziness, but because of the plot, the plot is smooth, and the ideas follow me.
I can write five or six times, but it’s really difficult to write when my thoughts are not flowing smoothly. I only wrote 900 words between early morning and four o’clock yesterday. I didn’t know what to write for a long time today. The previous plot is over, and the next one has not been conceived yet.
If you force yourself to write too much, the quality will inevitably be poor. I hope everyone understands that once the transition is over and the ideas are straightened out, Qianjin will explode again. Thank you for your support.