The Rich Family President’s Trying to Keep Up With his Second Marriage

Ni Lehui fell silent, and accelerated quickly to the downstairs of Yan's. Yan Yaoshun kissed Ni Lehui on the cheek, opened the door and got out of the car.

"Wait for me after get off work, I'll pick you up." Ni Lehui stuck her head out of the window.

"Wait for you." Yan Yaoshun raised the corners of his mouth, turned around and was about to kiss her goodbye again, but when Ni Lehui stepped on the accelerator and drove away in the dust, the corners of Yan Yaoshun's mouth twitched, his face was quite ugly.

This woman is really incomprehensible, who told him that he just likes her like this?

"Morning, President." Xiang Lu greeted Yan Yaoshun.

Yan Yaoshun gave him a cold look, ignored him, and strode towards the gate.

Ni Lehui parked the car and rushed towards the elevator, but she was a step too late, the elevator door just closed, Ni Lehui glanced at the time, it was rush hour, and there were many people using the elevator, this is the parking lot, on the second floor, there is only one car The elevator just reached the second floor, she missed this trip, the next one must be five minutes later, and she will be late in three minutes.

When Ni Lehui was about to run up the stairs, the elevator door suddenly opened, and Wen Zhifan was the only one in the elevator, looking at Ni Lehui with a smile, seeing him, Ni Lehui walked in and complained: "Did you do it on purpose?"

"If I did it on purpose, do you think the elevator will stop and wait for you?" Wen Zhifan asked.

"Who knows you." Ni Lehui cast a sideways glance at him, and leaned against the corner. This was her habitual action, and it was also a defensive action.

"Lehui, it's not like Yan Yaoshun can't take care of himself. Are you so tired? You don't trust him to drive. The best way is to give him money and let him take a taxi. Besides, he is the president of Yan Group, so I won't I believe he doesn't have a driver." Wen Zhifan said.

"I like to send him to work and pick him up from get off work, do you have an opinion?" Ni Lehui looked up at Wen Zhifan.

"I have a big opinion." Wen Zhifan said.

"If you have any opinions, leave them to me." Ni Lehui said, and gave Wen Zhifan a hard look. Wen Zhifan was particularly wronged. Who is he doing for, and who is he feeling sorry for? It's really a dog who bites Lu Dongbin and doesn't know a good heart.

The elevator would stop every time it arrived. Originally there were only the two of them, and it was full of people when they reached the first floor. Even so, the elevator would stop every time they reached the first floor, and they were either going up or down.

After finally arriving at the obstetrics and gynecology department, Ni Lehui and Yan Yaoshun squeezed out of the elevator. The head nurse was waiting for the elevator, watching them come to work together. "Director, Doctor Ni, good morning."

"Good morning." As soon as Ni Lehui finished speaking, she ran to the locker room to change clothes. Bi Yiyao was suspended. During the period of Bi Yiyao's suspension, her patients belonged to Ni Lehui. They were all pregnant women who were not optimistic. Ni Lehui's workload increased. She could understand that when she was suspended, Bi Yiyao took over her patients and the workload increased.

Someone gave Ni Lehui an idea to go on strike. There were more serious cases of childbirth. She and Bi Yiyao were not here. The director would definitely not be able to handle it alone. He would definitely compromise and let them come back. The man's reason made Ni Lehui almost vomit blood.

He wants to strike, but is it useful for him to strike? The hospital is the same with or without him.

Going on strike, betting on the puerpera, she can't do this kind of thing, she is a doctor, she has medical ethics, she will not make fun of the puerpera, Bi Yiyao has been tired for so long, it is time to take a break, she believes in her cousin, Cousin will definitely keep Bi Yiyao and will not let Bi Yiyao leave the hospital.

On the operating table, the anesthesiologist finished administering the anesthesia, pinched the woman's waist, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." The mother shook her head. If the mother is not very serious, the anesthesiologist will only give partial anesthesia for the sake of the fetus, and will not give general anesthesia.