87: C87 Wei Ying Drank too Much

C87 Wei Ying Drank too Much

Wei Ying glanced at Zhao Feng drunkenly, then her eyes suddenly became charming: "Zhao Feng, do you think I'm beautiful?"

Zhao Feng was stunned and didn't know how to reply.

Before he could reply, Wei Ying suddenly moved closer and gave him a deep kiss on his lips.

The moment Wei Ying's soft lips touched his lips, Zhao Feng's body shuddered. Instinctively, he put down his cup of water and was about to hug Wei Ying, preparing to take another step forward.

But at this moment, Wei Ying suddenly lay back down on the sofa and fell into a deep sleep within a few seconds. It seemed like she was really drunk.

Zhao Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly as he looked at Wei Ying, who was sleeping on the floor, and recalled their kiss.

This Wei Ying, you should drink less. If you do, maybe we can both be together today!

Now that Wei Ying had passed out, Zhao Feng naturally couldn't do anything else. He could only sigh and carry Wei Ying back to her room. He helped her take off her shoes and coat, then covered her with a blanket before leaving the room.

The night passed, and when Zhao Feng woke up the next morning, Wei Ying had already prepared breakfast and was waiting for him.

Seeing Zhao Feng come out, Wei Ying couldn't help but blush and said in a shy voice: "Zhao Feng, last night... I'm drunk, no. You didn't make a fool of yourself, did you? "

Hearing that, Zhao Feng laughed, "No, everything was normal for you last night!"

"Is that so … "Huh?" Wei Ying raised her head to look at Zhao Feng and suddenly exclaimed.

Zhao Feng was shocked: "What's wrong?"

"No …." "It's nothing, hurry up and wash up!" Wei Ying said with a blush.

Zhao Feng was a bit puzzled, but he still went to wash up.

Only when he arrived at the washstand did he understand why Wei Ying had cried out.

It turned out that Wei Ying had left a lipstick mark on his chin when she kissed Zhao Feng yesterday.

Thinking about that, Zhao Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly. If he knew earlier, he would have wiped it off himself last night.

However, thinking about it, he and Wei Ying were already husband and wife, so there was no need for it. All he could say was … The relationship between the two of them had grown even closer!

This was a good thing. After washing up, Zhao Feng returned to the dining table with a smile and glanced at Wei Ying from time to time.

Wei Ying was like a shy little woman. She didn't dare to meet Zhao Feng's gaze and kept avoiding his gaze.

It was Zhao Feng's first time seeing such a shy Wei Ying. He couldn't help but want to tease her, so he decided to talk to her on purpose. The time it took for the two of them to eat a meal was twice as much as usual.

After the meal, Wei Ying ran out the door as if she was really scared of Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng, on the other hand, had a faint smile on his face and was in a much better mood.

When he returned to the hospital and went to work, Zhao Feng heard a few colleagues gathered there, chatting about something.

Curious, he walked over and asked, "What are we all talking about?"

"Eh? Dr. Zhao is here! Heavy news, you have an opponent! " a male doctor joked.

Zhao Feng's heart skipped a beat: "Opponents? "What does that mean?"

Hearing that, a female doctor walked up and said with a smile, "Actually, he was just joking. However, our hospital has indeed sent another genius doctor. This person is a doctor who has studied abroad."

"Oh? Doctor of Medicine? I wonder which course they specialize in? " Zhao Feng nodded and asked.

"Speaking of which, it's a coincidence that he specializes in the same direction as Dr. Zhao, both of them are in brain surgery!" the male doctor said.

Zhao Feng was very surprised. In theory, there should be a trump card expert in every department of the hospital.

Zhao Feng had now become the expert in brain surgery in the city hospital. Logically speaking, hospitals should not bring in brain surgery talents anymore, and should focus their resources on bringing in talents from other departments.

But why did the hospital find such a doctor in brain surgery?

Seeming to have noticed Zhao Feng's doubt, Dr. Song, who usually had a good relationship with him, walked over and whispered to him.

"Dr. Zhao, this Ma Shaofeng is said to be the future son-in-law of our dean!"

Hearing this, Zhao Feng suddenly realized that this new doctor was actually a relative. No wonder he could come here to brain surgery.

"Hehe, since this Dr. Ma is a doctor in foreign countries, he should know a lot of foreign medical techniques. When I have time, I can have a good chat with him!" Zhao Feng said with a smile.

No matter who this Ma Shaofeng was, or who he was, it didn't matter to Zhao Feng.

In this world, there were very few people who were comparable to Zhao Feng in terms of medical skills. Even those who were on par with Zhao Feng were old experts who were seventy to eighty years old and could not move at all.

As a doctor, his medical skills are the most important. Whoever has the best medical skills will be the best!

As soon as the discussion ended, that afternoon, Ma Shaofeng came to the department. He was brought over by the hospital's president, Director Wang.

Being brought into the department by the dean was an unprecedented treatment. In an instant, not only the doctors of brain surgery, but also the doctors of other departments came to watch as well.

Ma Shaofeng was in his early thirties. He was handsome, handsome and tall.

However, there was a domineering look in his eyes, as if he didn't place any importance on the doctors in front of him.

"Let me introduce him. This is Ma Shaofeng, Dr. Ma. He has graduated from a famous institution abroad and stayed in a top hospital in the world. His medical skills can be said to be superb!" Director Wang introduced with a smile.

Although this introduction was obviously full of flattery, Ma Shaofeng did have this kind of experience. It's just that it wasn't as exaggerated as what Director Wang said.

"Hello, Dr. Ma!" The other doctors quickly called out.

He was the future son-in-law of the principal, and he couldn't afford to offend him.

Among them, only Zhao Feng had an indifferent expression. He glanced at Ma Shaofeng casually and then no longer said anything.

Ma Shaofeng's face was full of pride as he enjoyed everyone's fawning on him. However, when he saw Zhao Feng, who didn't talk much, his expression immediately changed.

"Director Wang, I wonder who this person is?" Ma Shaofeng pointed at Zhao Feng intentionally, "Looking at his young age, he should be a doctor that just came to practice recently, right?"

Pausing for a moment, Ma Shaofeng continued without waiting for Director Wang to speak, "Since that's the case, how about I make a request for him to be my assistant?"

The moment he said this, the expressions of everyone present became strange.

Taking Zhao Feng as an assistant? I'm afraid you're not crazy!

Zhao Feng was currently the top doctor in the brain surgery department of the City Hospital. It was said that Prof. Zhang had passed down his medical skills, ordinary doctors could not even compare to him.

Coupled with Zhao Feng's previous brilliant performances, there were rumors circulating outside that Zhao Feng was the City Hospital's top doctor.

Although Prof. Zhang's prestige was incomparable, but don't forget, Prof. Zhang was already old and had a few problems with his stamina, so he could not perform surgery on a continuous basis like Zhao Feng.

Ma Shaofeng actually got the city hospital's top doctor to be his assistant. Even his future father-in-law, Director Wang, wouldn't dare to say that, right?

"Dr. Ma, what are you talking about!" At first, Director Wang's expression changed, but soon after, it turned cold.

Ma Shaofeng was surprised, thinking that in the future, wouldn't his father-in-law not even give him this much face?1

Didn't he say that he would rely on me to balance that Zhao Feng?

"This is Zhao Feng, Dr. Zhao!" Director Wang said with a gloomy face.

Hearing his words, Ma Shaofeng's face changed greatly: "What? "He's Zhao Feng, why is he so young!"

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