838: C838 Who Is This Man?

C838 Who Is This Man?

"Then you can't let them get a divorce!" Zhou Lee coughed to calm herself down. She slammed the cup in her hand onto the table. "It was not easy for Ye Er to live this kind of life. Once she is divorced, she will have nothing! She is not even twenty years old yet. She even said that she was studying. If she were to be divorced, How can I read this book? Where does she live? "

"I'll give her a house, then give her to study, and then I'll buy her a set of real estate. If it's money, I'll give her some more. Do you think it's okay? "

Zhou Lee's brain suddenly short-circuited and she smiled. She even thought that she was kind and said, "Sure. As long as she has a place in her life in the future, she can do whatever she wants. I'm just worried that she will live a tough life again. " . . .

Qingxu had already been sent back to her own ward and wanted to tell Ye Er, but Min Hongsheng refused to let her get off the bed and walk around. Even if he wanted to thank Ye Er, he had to wait until tomorrow to raise her a little better. He felt that if Qingxu did it again, the one who entered the resuscitation room would not be Qingxu, but him.

He was old and could not be like a young man anymore. He could not afford to torment her.

Qingxu laid on the bed and was really bored, so she took the paper and pen and randomly drew on the table.

In her mind, she thought of the man in the afternoon, that disgusting man. He made him look like a wandering singer. He was wearing a yellow leather jacket and a wool hat on his head. He looked like he had been around for some time. The brim of the hat covered his eyebrows, but his eyes looked like cold-blooded animals, cold and murderous.

The beard on his face was connected to his face. Although it was not dense, it could still be seen.

His nose was very high, and the tip of his nose was very high. And a hook. Just by looking at his nose, he looked like a foreigner.

That mouth, the upper lip was slightly thicker than the lower lip.

What did his chin and chin look like? Qingxu was drawing in boredom. Min Hongsheng wanted to urge her to rest, so he walked over and asked softly, "Qingxu, what are you drawing?"

Qingxu supported her chin with her small hands and looked at the person on the paper with half a face. She frowned and said, "I'm bored. Drawing. " . . .

After Yun Hongwei was sent to the ward, Jiang Zhao forced Ye Er to go back to her room to sleep. Si Jie was not willing to go home alone, so Jiang Laiqing took him back to the villa where the commander of the troops was staying.

Jiang Zhao had made an appointment with the old hospital director. After dealing with the matter, he would go to the monitoring room and ask the staff to cooperate with him.

The old dean couldn't wait any longer and went home early to rest.

When Jiang Zhao arrived at the monitoring room, it was almost midnight. A frame of frame flashed past. According to Ye Er's description, the man's hood was pulled very deep. He wore a yellow leather jacket with a work card hanging on his chest.

He had entered the hospital swaggeringly. Jiang Zhao asked, "How many types of work cards are there?"

The technical staff answered truthfully, "There are official work types and temporary work types. "

"Temporary work plates?"

"[Correct]"

Chen Feng nodded his head. "Hmph. " Jiang Zhao said, saying, "Isn't the labor law abolished now?"

The technical staff did not know how to welcome him. He was an honest technical staff. So he was always the one who worked overtime. The one who got promoted would always be someone else. "But the single P position in the government AA is also divided into internal and external positions. Isn't it just one formal worker, and the other a temporary worker? It's just a legitimate violation of the labor law to change the noun. "

Jiang Zhao had the status to support him wherever he went, no matter who it was. He would always give him some face. Even if the old dean here did not want to show him the surveillance cameras, It was also a pleasant expression, but in the end, as long as his attitude was a little more forceful. . . It wouldn't be able to convince him. This young man seemed to be a hothead. He actually said such a thing, and his courage was a little bit.

"That is also different. " How could Jiang Zhao admit that the difference between internal and external jobs and regular workers was the same?

"Different? What difference is there? The fundamental difference between a formal worker and a temp worker is the different treatment. The same applies to both internal and external employees. Calculating the results of your studies is about your scores and rankings, while calculating the results of your work is about your treatment. "

Jiang Zhao asked again," Then is this man's work plate official or temporary? "

The technician enlarged the image and the image was not clear. "I can't see it clearly, but it's not good enough. Because the biggest difference between our official and temporary work plate is that one is blue and the other is green. The work plate is covered with plastic, and it's a little reflective, so it's hard to see the color. "

Jiang Zhao rubbed his chin, "Where did he get this work plate from?"

"If it is a murderer, it is very likely that he stole it, robbed it, or found a fake job on a pole. The certificate cost 20 dollars to get it done on the spot"

Jiang Zhao watched as the screen moved forward bit by bit, very slowly. When it was time to shake the work card, the technician was stuck. He enlarged it and listened to the technician answer his conjecture seriously. He felt that this person was quite suitable to be a technical person who did not know how to be smooth. One was one, two was two. He did not say anything because he was mayor. His tone was flattering. A pretty good technician said, "Have you thought about changing jobs?"

"If there is a better job and it can be stable, I will change jobs. "2

Although Jiang Zhao and the technician had been chatting, both of them looked at the screen very seriously. "What a real comrade. "

"Yes, the party taught us to be realistic!"

"You joined the party?"

"No, it's not like I'm going to enter the plane. What's the point of joining the Party?"

"Stop!" Jiang Zhao shouted, and the technical staff immediately controlled the scene.

Jiang Zhao saw that the man had turned his head and enlarged the image, but he still did not see the man's face. Not only was the hood pulled too deeply, but his head was also lowered as he walked.

He also played the video of Ye Er losing the wrong medicine.

The nurse took the elevator from the underground parking lot. The license plate was blocked and she went straight into the nurse's room. She pushed the two-story cart into Ye Er's room and then went straight to the underground parking lot. She did not even change into a nurse's uniform. When the car left the hospital, it was not the pink nurse uniform that drove it. It should have been taken off or there were other people waiting for it.

But looking at that figure, it didn't look like a woman at all. It was so tall, but the nurse uniform was just right on her body.

"Our hospital doesn't have such a tall nurse. " The technician said.

When Jiang Zhao heard the technician say this, he was finally sure that Ye Er's life was in danger at any time. There were people who wanted to kill her at any time!

Who was this person?

Today, the man entered Ye Er's room and exited. He then knocked on Qingxu's door. It was too strange. What was the connection between them? Maybe the nurse was walking in a bashful manner on purpose, but her two heads were also placed in front of her when they were enlarged. One of them had fair skin, while the other had much darker skin.

It was not the same person who did it!

As Jiang Zhao thought about this, he felt a chill in his heart. He started to feel restless. He handcuffed part of his body into the plate and took it away.

When he returned to Ye Er's ward, he reached out and touched Ye Er's nose. He was angry. He felt that he was too sensitive.

He then went to the on-call room and told Yun Hongwei to inform him if anything happened.

When he returned to Ye Er's ward, he locked the door, took a shower, and went to bed.

Jiang Zhao had just come out of the bathroom and wanted to sleep with Ye Er. It was only when he hugged her that he felt at ease. In the end, before he even got into the bed, the door was knocked. Qingxu kept shouting outside the door, "Jiang Zhao, Jiang Zhao, open the door and help me. I drew a painting. Help me out!" . . .

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