Chapter 227

Who else could be calling besides Xiao Hong?

Last time when he returned and invited everyone to dinner, Xiao Hong looked quite ambiguous towards him. Having had no news for the past few days, Wang Yan thought Xiao Hong had turned over a new leaf. Seeing the call today, it was clear that Xiao Hong was still the same Xiao Hong.

Although he accepted the appointment, to be honest, even though he was comfortable, he really didn't think much of Xiao Hong. He had never studied Xiao Hong; she was the one who threw herself at him, and he acted on the principle that it would be a waste not to take it.

It was true that he was a bit of an old scoundrel, but what was double-standard was that there was a big difference between studying someone after consuming some energy and going through some pulling, and a woman who already had a boyfriend or a man throwing herself at him. The former was Wang Mouren's problem, while the latter was entirely the woman's problem. By comparison, Wang Yan preferred to have problems himself.

However, having said that, although he had been energetic for so many years, the only one who could be considered to have had bad intentions and seduced a married woman was Gu Jia in "Nothing But Thirty". That was because Gu Jia was going to get a divorce anyway, and he hadn't thought about helping her live a good life. The most critical thing was that although there were some small ambiguities before, he hadn't really succeeded; he waited until Xu Huanshan cheated at the end before he made a move.

Although he was the one who led the way to catch the adultery... the plot originally had that segment, so he wouldn't say he had a clear conscience, but he definitely had no guilt. He himself had bad intentions, which was a problem, but it wasn't big.

But if it were the other way around, and Gu Jia had taken the initiative to throw herself at him at that time, Wang Yan would naturally enjoy it, but there would definitely be no "afterwards"; simple comfort would be the end of it.

Xiao Hong's situation was just like this. On one hand, it could be said that Wang Yan was charming, but on the other hand, even if Wang Yan hadn't appeared, would Xiao Hong have been honest with her conduct? The reason she threw herself at him was because she was resentful of Qiu Shui messing around outside. The reason it was Wang Yan was just because of Qiu Shui's jealousy; as for saying she had thoughts before, whether it was true or not, that shouldn't be the key reason.

After all, even without his appearance, if Xiao Hong really stayed with Qiu Shui, she would still reach this step. Of course, if he didn't appear, Xiao Hong and Qiu Shui wouldn't be together...

In general, it was that his great virtue was flawless, but his minor details were flawed. He wasn't a good thing, but that didn't stop him from looking down on other things.

The place was set by him, a high-end hotel under Long Teng. By the time he arrived, Xiao Hong was already lying down.

Seeing Wang Yan enter, Xiao Hong jumped off the bed and hung onto his body, kissing his neck. Feeling the familiar scent filling her nose, thinking of the pleasure she hadn't felt for a long time, her sex hormones secreted, her body was scorching hot, and her legs wrapped around Wang Yan's waist couldn't help but clamp tighter: "You're finally back; do you know how much I've missed you these three years..."

Patting her butt, Wang Yan said: "There's still plenty of time, what's the rush? You get down first, I'll go wash up."

"Let's go together; I can't wait."

Wang Yan naturally had no objections and carried her into the bathroom.

Not long after, bursts of decadent sounds that reached the heart echoed in the room. Singing loudly in the bathroom, overlooking the world from the floor-to-ceiling window on a building dozens of stories high, rolling and dancing on the bed, and then the true dragon spat water, and the little sparrow perched on Wang Mouren's sea-like chest...

Wang Yan didn't have any intention of cherishing it at all; he stepped on the accelerator hard without braking, just letting himself reach the destination. Xiao Hong's frail physique couldn't take it; she lay in Wang Yan's arms, weak and looking like she was enjoying it to death.

Playing with the little hills, Wang Yan said: "Just Qiu Shui these past few years?"

"Of course, what did you take me for?" Xiao Hong murmured weakly: "It's tiring; let's sleep, I have to go to work tomorrow."

It was indeed getting late, and Wang Yan reached out to turn off the bedside lamp: "Sleep."

If it weren't for his hand feeling Xiao Hong's body stiffen, he wouldn't have believed it either. In this matter, there is only zero and countless; there is no other situation. He, Wang Mouren, was so fierce, having been empty for three years, and Xiao Hong was used to being wild, so how could she take it? What's more, this wasn't just physical pleasure, but also the stimulation of psychological betrayal; under the double blessing, it appeared even more passionate.

In this regard, Wang Yan was quite confident; after all, his body data was there, and after the system's compression and transformation, all his visceral functions were far beyond ordinary people, and his kidneys were good. However, he didn't have those bad hobbies, asking Xiao Hong who was harder, him or Qiu Shui. Comparing them together was an insult to himself.

Not thinking about useless things, Wang Yan closed his eyes and became hazy.

He had never used his full strength with Zhao Yingnan and Yang Yue; he was still quite cherishing. To be honest, having come for so many years, it was only when he used soft grinding and hard bubbling to unlock the threesome that he could be considered to have enjoyed himself with the two of them.

But it was different with Xiao Hong; he wasn't afraid of ruining the land, it was comfortable...

The next day, Wang Yan got up early, full of spirit, and tossed the sleeping Xiao Hong awake to have another round, and only then did he look like a human being and drive to Renhe Hospital to officially start work.

Dr. Wang's photo was hung up again at the outpatient building. Unlike the small one before, this time it was a large half-length photo. At the same time, the main achievements of Dr. Wang in the past were written in small print below. Things like returning from America, academic achievements, etc., the scale was much higher than before.

Zhao Yingnan had also come over early, and Wang Yan had breakfast with her in the hospital canteen.

Wang Yan hadn't changed his clothes, and Zhao Yingnan must have smelled the scent on him, but she just frowned and didn't say anything. After all, Wang Yan had many things to do and knew many people. She couldn't guarantee whether Wang Yan had two at home and wasn't satisfied, went out to mess around, or had contact with women in other situations.

And even if Wang Yan went out to mess around, at most she would just sulk by herself. After all, there was already a Yang Yue at home, so her acceptance ability was much better. Having lived together for so long, she knew how self-centered Wang Yan was; he wouldn't look for trouble for himself.

After breakfast, Zhao Yingnan went to the gynecology department. Although she had a medical PhD from the University of Washington, her clinical experience was too little. When reporting, she was arranged as an ordinary resident. Of course, with her knowledge, it was impossible for her to go to the inpatient department, so she was learning in the outpatient clinic first. Of course, going abroad couldn't be in vain; her future upgrades would be much faster than others.

Wang Yan went to the orthopedics outpatient clinic. In fact, if it weren't for his relatively little clinical experience and the medical promotion system, he could have directly become an associate director.

He wasn't just doing orthopedics; he would also rotate in other departments. According to Chinese medicine, he could treat any disease; the rotation was to accumulate Western medicine clinical experience without being biased. This problem wasn't very big; after all, he was such an outstanding alumnus of Renhe, so he still had this convenience.

Actually, the hospital leaders were also quite puzzled; after all, Wang Yan was such a rich person, and he was still treating patients in the hospital; they didn't know what he was thinking. Unable to find a reasonable explanation, they could only say that the hobbies of rich people were different from ordinary people. Wang Yan's level wasn't bad, and on the contrary, it was quite capable, so they gave him face and let him be.

This time, because Wang Yan's photo was bigger and his qualifications were thicker, although his age was also quite prominent among a group of attending physicians and experts, what people thought this time wasn't how unreliable he was, but that for Wang Yan to reach this position at such a young age, he must be gifted and have extraordinary abilities... The people who hung his number were in a different world than before.

Wang Yan was actually delayed by going abroad. If he hadn't gone abroad and worked in the hospital step by step, he might have been promoted to attending physician two years ago. And he performed prominently during the flood relief, and received awards at the subsequent commendation meeting; he was also an advanced individual and an excellent party member, so it wouldn't have been a problem to get promoted.

Of course, that's not how the account is calculated. His qualifications from studying in America were quite solid at this moment, which was a part of the ability assessment, and it would be beneficial for future promotions. Money isn't omnipotent, and saving lives isn't child's play. No matter how rich he was, once he reached a certain level, it wouldn't be of much use; it could only be said to be a factor for consideration.

As an affiliate of the Chinese Academy of Medical Sciences, Renhe was the most awesome hospital in China, bar none. Although not every department under Renhe was the most awesome, in terms of overall level, it was also one of the best.

The patients who came here, apart from those who were rich and just recognized a good name, and those who came for headaches and fever, were mostly those who came from all over the country for his reputation, or patients that other town hospitals couldn't handle and weren't sure about.

Work began. Because he himself was at the peak level of Chinese medicine, and counting the number of people he had killed, to a certain extent, his cognition of the human body far exceeded others. Modern doctors, relying on the knowledge in those books, the teachings of "silent teachers", and experiments on mice, rabbits, and dogs, were far less experienced than him. Coupled with the assistance of modern instruments, his efficiency was quite high.

For major illnesses, he would take films for examination, study the condition, and schedule surgery. For minor illnesses, he would directly make a diagnosis, prescribe some medicine, and give instructions to go back and recuperate. The medicine he prescribed was, of course, Chinese medicine. In this world, he had already filed a record, and with his big brother backing him, he had the right to prescribe.

The bad point was that Renhe was a Western medicine hospital and didn't have a Chinese medicine outpatient clinic. His prescribing Chinese medicine here seemed very strange, somewhat incongruous, and the credibility was quite low.

Wang Yan didn't care about that; prescribing a free prescription wasn't hard. To avoid disputes, he wrote the precautions clearly on paper. His purpose was to refine his Chinese medicine skill; whether they believed it or not was none of his business. Of course, he also prescribed normal finished medicines, which didn't delay things. It was just that because he prescribed Chinese medicine, many people doubted the finished medicines he prescribed, which was very troublesome...

Under high efficiency, a little past eleven o'clock, all the morning numbers were seen. In fact, if it weren't for him spending a lot of tongue with the patients, it could have been much faster. Given this speed, Wang Yan decided to add a few more numbers in the morning in the future. After all, he was a doctor to brush experience, and he had to study with his life.

They worked until twelve o'clock at noon, and it was still early for lunch. With nothing to do, Wang Yan got up and went to the office of the vice president who was familiar with clinical work.

After knocking on the door a few times, upon hearing the response from inside, Wang Yan pushed the door and walked in.

This vice president was named Qiu Peijie, slightly fat, in his fifties. Even though he lived in luxury, due to work relationships, it was inevitable that he had gray hair, but he looked quite spirited.

Seeing Wang Yan push the door and enter, Qiu Peijie, who was working, said in surprise: "Wang Yan, sit down quickly. You are a rare guest; why did you come to me?" As he spoke, he stood up with a smile and invited Wang Yan to sit on the guest sofa on the side.

"What are you saying? Can't I come over to build a relationship with you when I have nothing to do?"

"Hahaha, you can, of course you can, I'm even hoping for it." Qiu Peijie laughed and fiddled with the tea set on the coffee table: "A friend sent me some tea, top-grade West Lake Longjing; you kid are in for a treat."

After chatting for a while, Qiu Peijie brewed the tea and invited Wang Yan to taste it.

Wang Yan had drunk too many famous teas; this one was indeed top-grade. Although it wasn't as good as the eighteen trees produced by that old guy Qianlong, it was still a rare item with a price but no market. As a vice president, it was impossible for him to be sent inferior goods at this level.

Casually pulling out a few words to praise it, Wang Yan got to the point: "Vice President Qiu, I came to find you this time because I want to represent Long Teng to sponsor some impoverished patients."

"This is a good deed of immeasurable merit." Qiu Peijie looked at Wang Yan happily. He had also come from the front line and knew how difficult it was for patients: "What is the specific charter? Let's study it together."

If this matter was successfully brokered, it would be considered one of his achievements. And Long Teng's strength was there, and it was Wang Yan, such a big boss behind the scenes, who personally made the decision; the investment would definitely not be small, so he couldn't help but pay attention.

"Every month, we will sponsor ten impoverished patients with serious illnesses. Of course, they must be curable." Wang Yan took a sip of tea and said: "At the same time, I hope that our hospital can provide consumables, medicines, etc., at cost price, and this money will be paid by Long Teng. What do you think, Vice President Qiu?"

"Good, it's settled. For specific matters, you can have your subordinates come over to negotiate with us later." Qiu Peijie made the decision without a second word: "Come, drink tea, drink tea."

He definitely agreed; there was no reason to refuse such a face-saving matter. Those who could use this quota would have to be serious illnesses, and the treatment costs would be over 100,000, 200,000, or 300,000. Over the course of a year, 120 people, that would be 20 or 30 million; it was really a great good deed.

Wang Yan also did it because of his relationship with the hospital; otherwise, he would have just turned a blind eye, as there were too many poor people he couldn't save. 20 or 30 million wasn't a small amount; how many impoverished students could it sponsor? How many roads of hope could it build?

Of course, he didn't lack that money, but money also had to be spent worthily. The biggest role of this money, to put it bluntly, was to buy peace of mind. It wasn't that his sympathy was overflowing or that he was a saint. It was just that he witnessed life and death, and having the ability to help but not doing so always felt a bit lacking.

To be honest, there were too many people he had caused to have their families broken and destroyed. Perhaps these were also crocodile tears?

After talking to Qiu Peijie about some useless things for a while, at forty past eleven, Wang Yan said goodbye and left, walking all the way and greeting people, and went to the gynecology department to find Zhao Yingnan for lunch.

Not seeing Zhao Yingnan in the outpatient clinic, Wang Yan turned and went to the gynecology doctors' office to look for her.

As luck would have it, just as Wang Yan arrived outside the office, the door of the adjacent office on the right was pushed open, and a woman walked out from inside.

This woman was estimated to be over 1.7 meters tall, with a tall figure, long hair tied in a ponytail, a few scattered strands of hair hanging down in front of her forehead, moderate light makeup, and although her cheekbones were a bit high, it wasn't ugly; on the contrary, it set off a bony feeling. Looking closely, there was a mature charm. Although she was thin, because of her tall figure, she didn't give people the feeling of being as frail as Xiao Hong, and coupled with that charm, as well as a trace of sorrow in her eyes, she was even more charming.

She was Liu Qing, who dated Qiu Shui in the later stage of the drama, was strongly opposed by Qiu Shui's mother, and finally married a player from the Chinese Academy of Sciences.

In the drama, this Liu Qing had some affairs with an associate director named Wang Wensheng in the orthopedics department where Wang Yan was, who was also a married man. Because Qiu Shui had helped once before, and later helped resolve a siege in a bar, coupled with various things in between, the two of them got together.

It is not objective or correct to judge a person based on some one-sided events. But Wang Yan maliciously speculated that Liu Qing was probably quite open.

Liu Qing's boyfriend died of cancer, and their beautiful past made her fall into grief and unable to extricate herself. In this situation, there are generally a few choices. One is to restrain oneself, endure the pain of lovesickness alone, and let time take everything away. The second is to start a new relationship, trying to forget the beautiful past that cannot be repeated. The third is to indulge oneself.

For Liu Qing, the first possibility wasn't big, because loneliness would further amplify the longing for her ex-boyfriend, and if it went on for a long time, she might become depressed and commit suicide.

The possibilities of the second and third were the greatest. And in the drama, Wang Wensheng and Liu Qing were in a bar, and Wang Wensheng said, "You can't be so heartless; apart from not being divorced, where have I treated you badly? Apart from not being able to divorce now, where have I treated you badly?" Looking at it this way, the two of them probably had deep contact.

In this way, the situation was divided into two types. One is that Liu Qing knew Wang Wensheng had a family, but just felt he was not bad and wanted to play around. Two is that Liu Qing didn't know Wang Wensheng's situation and wanted to start a new relationship to forget the past.

But they were in the same hospital; it was highly likely that she could find out whether he was married or not. If Liu Qing really wanted to develop with him, she was a PhD, a high-IQ woman; she shouldn't have been so thoughtless.

Another thing, Liu Qing drank whenever she had nothing to do; this was already an attempt to numb herself. And the place where they entangled was a bar, which was drinking, shaking their heads, and releasing themselves in a colorful environment.

Including getting together with Qiu Shui in the later stage, Liu Qing was ten years older than Qiu Shui, and the time was the millennium. Not to mention that time, even twenty years later, there would be constant criticism for such an age gap. That Liu Qing could break through was already a problem.

So looking at it comprehensively, what kind of player Liu Qing was was self-evident. Of course, everything was Wang Yan's malicious speculation.

Back to the topic, the drama ended at the millennium, and coupled with his appearance, it changed Qiu Shui's fate. Now he wasn't sure what state Liu Qing was in at this moment, and whether she had any entanglements with Qiu Shui before.

Wang Yan looked at her, and they nodded politely.

Liu Qing obviously didn't recognize Wang Yan and just took it as a greeting between ordinary colleagues. After nodding, she didn't care and turned to close the door and walk away.

This was also normal; Liu Qing must have heard of Wang Yan's name, but she hadn't seen him, and she couldn't match the name. How could she think that the person who greeted her before was that legendary, brilliant person?

Seeing her walk away, Wang Yan pushed open the door of the adjacent office. Gu Xiaoman, Yu Yue, Xiao Hong, and Qiu Shui were all in the gynecology department like Zhao Yingnan. With Gu Xiaoman and Yu Yue there, it definitely wouldn't be quiet. Everyone inside was basically done with their work and was chatting.

"Wang Yan, why are you here?" After Gu Xiaoman finished asking, she answered herself: "Oh, looking for Yingnan to eat together, right?"

Wang Yan smiled and nodded, looking at Zhao Yingnan on the side: "Let's go, let's go eat."

Zhao Yingnan put down the medical record in her hand and stood up: "It's almost time, it doesn't matter if it's a while, sit and wait."

Wang Yan had no objections, walked in, pulled over a chair, and sat down: "I just saw the one who came out of the deputy director's office next door outside; is that your deputy director? Why haven't I seen her before?"

"That's our deputy director, named Liu Qing; it's normal that you haven't seen her. She also graduated from Renhe, several years older than us, this year... thirty-five." Without waiting for Zhao Yingnan to explain, Gu Xiaoman snatched the words: "Like you guys, she also went to America to study before, but she stayed longer than you guys and only returned last year, directly promoted to deputy director."

Wang Yan nodded. Just now he noticed Qiu Shui, who was staying silently on the side; there was a reaction but it wasn't too big, it should be the most real stirring of a man, but he didn't hook up.

Amidst Zhao Yingnan's murderous aura, Wang Yan asked: "Thirty-five?"

How could others think so much? They just thought Wang Yan asked casually. Zhao Yingnan couldn't be relieved; after all, Yang Yue was still there, and she didn't want to add another person; she was already aggrieved enough.

Yu Yue said: "No, she's still single. But that deputy director in your orthopedics department seems to be pursuing her; we've seen them together several times."

Was it that Liu Qing couldn't find a next home? Or was it because she couldn't avoid the entanglement? The possibility of the former wasn't big; Liu Qing was quite capable, so there were plenty of men who wanted to kiss her. The latter was also possible. After all, Qiu Shui's father was an academician, and the rank was enough; Wang Wensheng could be punched, but if it went any bigger, he wouldn't dare to move even if he had eight guts. Now that he had lost Qiu Shui's help, counting Wang Wensheng's strength, it was possible that Liu Qing couldn't get away. But it was a bit far-fetched; after all, she was a PhD and a deputy director; she shouldn't have been unable to solve such a small matter.

Maliciously speculating again, the biggest possibility was that because of Wang Yan's appearance, it caused the plot to deviate from its original trajectory; it was also possible that Wang Wensheng had a handle on her.

No matter what, this wasn't important. Wang Yan didn't think much more and said casually: "Wang Wensheng? I know. But he seems to be married, right?"

"Ah? Married?"

Gu Xiaoman, Yu Yue, and the others all looked over in surprise.

"Seems like it. You two are so well-informed, don't you know?"

Gu Xiaoman curled her lips. This sounded like a compliment to them, but wasn't it still calling them gossipy? "This is the gynecology department; we aren't very familiar with your orthopedics side. Besides, we aren't even in the same building, so where would we know each other?"

Wang Yan smiled and didn't say anything more. After chatting with them for a few words, everyone went to the canteen for lunch together.

At the dinner table, after getting their food, Wang Yan and Zhao Yingnan sat opposite each other.

Zhao Yingnan ate her meal and said casually: "Director Liu is quite pretty, although she's a bit old, she's at a charming age for a woman. You didn't have bad intentions, did you?"

"Look at where you're thinking; I was just bored and asked casually. Besides, I already have you two; what else is there to be unsatisfied about? Improving ability to be responsible for patients, and living our lives steadily is the main point; don't think blindly all day. Eat quickly, and have a good rest later; you haven't rested well since coming back from America, you even have dark circles under your eyes recently."

Wang Yan's lies came right out of his mouth. Although it wouldn't matter much if he really had ideas, there was no need to look for trouble for himself; family harmony was still very important.

"Ah? Really?" After listening to Wang Yan's words, Zhao Yingnan didn't continue to say anything. She was originally just reminding him, and turned to care about her skin problems: "Recently it really is..."