MTL - Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

As soon as the door of the operating room opened, Qin Siting walked out of it.

After four and a half hours of operation, the patient inside was finally rescued from the ghost gate, but all the medical staff involved in the operation were almost exhausted.

After Qin Siting came out, he washed his hands and changed clothes. As soon as he walked back to the clinic, he opened the door and heard the little nurse at the guidance desk in the corridor outside saying: "Dr. Qin is working hard. Is the operation finished? I heard you here just now. The cell phone in the office has been ringing, and it has been ringing many times. I guess someone is looking for you in an urgent matter. I didn't dare to go in and pick up your personal cell phone, and it didn't ring again.

Qin Sting paused: "I see, thank you."

When he walked into the consulting room, Qin Siting first glanced at the diagnosis book sent by other colleagues on the table. It was the diagnosis book of a patient a few days ago. It was very important. After he picked it up and looked at it for a while, he glanced at it. On the mobile phone at the table, except for his family and Mo Jingshen Li Nanheng, almost no one would call his personal number, and usually they would not call at this time, knowing that he was busy.

The caller ID is an unfamiliar number, and there are several consecutive calls.

The number is local to Haicheng.

After taking another look, he directly clicked the number and called the phone back.

Aunt Xiang had just washed her clothes and was habitually tidying up the bathroom. She had to clean the house every day. She was busy, and suddenly heard her cell phone ringing from the direction of the bedroom. She quickly got up and washed her hands and wiped her hands. Ran back to the bedroom.

Lele didn't know when she lay down on the bed and fell asleep with a baby in her arms. Her mobile phone was on the bedside and kept ringing.

"This kid, he fell asleep while playing with his mobile phone, it hurts his eyes." Aunt Xiang sighed and walked over and picked up the phone to answer: "Hello, how are you?"

The voice on the other side of the phone was a little strange, and it sounded like a middle-aged female voice.

Qin Siting said: "Who just called? I have four missed calls here."

Aunt Xiang was stunned: "Huh? What kind of call? I haven't called anyone here."

Qin Siting's eyebrows paused, and he looked down at the number displayed on the phone again: "I dialed the number directly from the missed call."

"This……"

Aunt Xiang suddenly turned to look at Zhengxiang's little baby who was sleeping on the bed, hesitantly muttered something in a low voice: "This child..."

Hearing the words "children", Qin Siting had already run out of patience, and he paused when he was about to hang up.

child?

"Um, sir, I'm sorry. My granddaughter was playing on my mobile phone just now. She probably didn't know why she just pressed some numbers on the phone and called it. I'm so embarrassed. The children are disturbed by the random calls. You, I'm sorry!" Aunt Xiang said sincerely as she walked out of the bedroom, lest she wake up the sleeping little ancestor.

"It's ok."

"Hey, I'm sorry to tell you again, then I'll hang up." Aunt Xiang hung up quickly.

Qin Siting put down the phone and continued to pick up the diagnosis record. When he sat down and picked up the pen to sign the diagnosis record, that cute little face suddenly jumped out of his mind.

Will a child make random calls several times in a row, and is it still the same number?

But he didn't expect that little girl would actually call him.

Qin Siting raised his eyebrows, then shook his head with a sigh, threw the phone back to the table, and looked down at the things on hand.

...

Shi Niange came home from get off work at night, and Lele just woke up after a long sleep in the afternoon, sitting on the carpet in the living room full of energy, holding a plate of grapes in his arms and eating.

"Mummy eat grapes!" Lele quickly raised the fruit bowl in her hand to her.

"Oh, mommy, don't eat first, you play by yourself first." Shi Niange touched her head and turned to find Aunt Xiang: "I have a party tomorrow night. I should be back late or not. Go back to the company and live directly. You can take Lele to the playground tomorrow. It saves her boredom. Watching TV for so long at night hurts her eyes."

"Okay." Aunt Xiang came out and said: "By the way, Lele used my phone to call someone else this afternoon. It is probably a random number. A man on the other side answered it. When I explained the reason to him He had a very polite tone. He probably knew that the child was causing the trouble. There was nothing to worry about. Fortunately, the phone didn't get through at first, otherwise Lele doesn't have to talk to strangers."

Shi Niange was a little surprised after hearing the song: "Lele is calling a stranger?"

"It should be, otherwise, can such a small child know someone's number? It seems that she can only recite your number and my number, and she doesn't know other people's numbers either."

Shi Niange turned around and glanced at Shi Coke who was sitting on the carpet and stuffing grapes in his mouth, and said in a low voice, "Why don't I know when Lele has a hobby of dialing phone numbers with her mobile phone..."

"It is estimated that I learned from other children in the kindergarten." Aunt Xiang waved her hand: "It's okay, it's not a big deal, just tell you, and I have time to tell her not to call others indiscriminately. Today this is the encounter A very easy-going and polite person, Lele will probably be frightened if he encounters an uncultivated scolding at a child."

Shi Niange nodded and said nothing.

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The next day, afternoon.

Shi Niange went downstairs to the parking lot after the company had a meeting, got in a commercial vehicle, took Wenke and got in the car, handed her the documents needed for the purpose, and started to read it.

Wen Ke sat in the passenger seat to answer the phone.

About ten minutes after the car left the company, Shi Niange raised his head and looked in front of him, then at the driver, and put down the document in his hand and said, "Is the new driver hired by the company? Why do you look like this?"

The driver also glanced at her through the rearview mirror, and smiled politely at her: "Hi, Mr. Shi."

Wen Ke also hung up the phone at this moment, glanced at the person in the driver's seat and said, "Uncle Tai brought in. He said he was a relative of his family. He recently lost his job and has been driving for 30 years. I have read my resume. I used to be a driver in another unit. I did drive for many years. It should be very reliable and I am familiar with road recognition. So I just used it."

Shi Niange glanced at the driver again, did not speak any more, lowered his head and continued to look at the document.

"After you get to the place for a while, don't go head-on with those directors too much. Everyone knows about Xu Dong's affairs. You have grievances and hatreds, which have been backlogged for so many years, so you are not in a hurry. Everyone knows about you. Recently, I have been planning to impeach Xu Dong, but he has been in China for so many years, and his roots are more stable than your parents. You can’t just shake it, and his methods have not been very clean. You have children by your side and have weaknesses. Don’t Too radical."

Shi Niange was silent, put down the files in his hand, and suddenly smelled a strange smell of burning in the car.