Chapter 171 Sister Yun's high fever
. Yang Zhiyun smiled and said, "Brother Wei..."
The leading soldier interrupted him and said, "Don't call me Brother Wei! I'm no longer the former Wang Wei, and you are not the former Yang Zhiyun!"
Yang Zhiyun said faintly, "Well, I don't know why there is such a decision, but you just need to implement it. The army is not the previous army. I believe you know it."
Wang Wei turned around and stopped looking at Yang Zhiyun. He said coldly, "It has nothing to do with me. Just do your own thing. You can handle the camera by yourself. We still have a task to go first."
Yang Zhiyun sneered and said, "Wait, there is one more thing."
Wang Wei turned his back to Yang Zhiyun and asked, "Say it."
"Kill the mother and son who was just there and be clean." Yang Zhiyun's faint voice came.
Wang Wei's body shook and clenched his fist. For a while, he let go of his fist and said coldly, "Don't worry! It's simple." Yang Zhiyun bent down and picked up the camera, pulled out the card, looked at the sound of Wang Wei leaving and muttered, "Brother Wei, one day I will make you understand how dirty the world is!"
Wang Wei is Yang Zhengang's guard. When Yang Zhiyun trained since he was a child, Wang Wei was basically present. He was responsible for supervising Yang Zhiyun's training and arranging diet and living. Yang Zhiyun vaguely remembers the scene when Wang Wei applied wound medicine to himself when he was injured. In Yang Zhiyun's childhood, Wang Wei was the only one who was kind to him. However, since Yang Zhiyun defected from his father, Wang Wei has basically never seen him except for sending something every once in a while, and every time he met him, he was as cold as iron and pretended not to know each other.
Wang Wei is a soldier who is loyal to the country. Just like Yang Zhengang, national interests are everything. It has always been Wang Wei's dream to see the beautiful future of the country. However, the current situation of life makes it a little difficult for him to accept. High housing prices, the gap between the rich and the poor is too big, and medical security is useless. Changxiao, but because of his identity, he had to pretend not to see. Yang Zhiyun wants to make him fully aware of the darkness of the world! All he wants to pretend to be a prince and let Wang Wei carry out the tasks of breaking the moral bottom line in his heart.
Ha ha, why do you ask? Because I need a left and right hand with strong execution like Wang Wei!
Wang Wei said a few words to Officer Liu and rumbled away with other soldiers. When Tang Meng saw that all the soldiers had left, he rushed over and said excitedly, "A Yun! You son of a cow. Damn it! Can all soldiers be called? What do you do with your family?"
Yang Zhiyun threw the card in his hand and smiled, "It's nothing. You don't have to ask more. It's a secret."
In Tang Meng's scolding, Officer Liu came over with a smile on his face and said, "Yang Zhiyun, we already know what happened. I will report this matter to the above truthfully. Don't worry!" Then he smiled at Tang Meng and said, "Xiao Meng, you are a good guy. You have to get along well. Uncle, I have something else to do. Let's go first." He nodded gently to Yang Zhiyun and turned away.
Yang Zhiyun watched Officer Liu leave, and his eyes glanced at the frightened Han Xue and the photographer. He smiled and said, "What, I don't want the camera?" Han Xue swallowed her saliva and carefully came forward to pick up the camera. Yang Zhiyun left a sentence, "I took the card away. You'd better take something else." Then he turned around and walked into the restaurant.
Han Xuebei looked at Yang Zhiyun's departing figure with hatred and fear and said in a cold voice to the cameraman next to him, "Let's go!"
For a while, the building was empty, and this matter ended in such a fantastic way. Tang Meng looked at Yang Zhiyun, who was walking inside, and also followed, but he didn't stop Yang Zhiyun with a word: "You clean up the outside. I'll go and see Sister Yun." Tang Meng vomited blood angrily, but it was better to be swept by his brother.
Yang Zhiyun stood at the door of the compartment and knocked on the door and said, "Sister Yun, I'm in." No one answered. Yang Zhiyun pushed open the door. Sister Yun leaned on the soft chair and turned her head and couldn't see her face. Yang Zhiyun thought that Sister Yun was still angry and walked up and said softly, "Sister Yun, I just yelled at you. I'm sorry, don't be angry, okay?" Huang Yiyun did not respond. Yang Zhiyun smiled and held Huang Yiyun's hand. Just as he was about to speak, his face suddenly changed. The temperature on Sister Yun's hand was extremely high. Yang Zhiyun quickly turned his head and looked at it. Huang Yiyun's pretty face turned red and she was sweating all over. Dai frowned, and her expression was very painful.
Yang Zhiyun put his hand to his forehead and talked. He felt very hot and actually had a high fever! Yang Zhiyun picked up Huang Yiyun and opened the door and rushed out. Tang Meng, who was sweeping the floor in the living room, saw Yang Zhiyun rushing out with Huang Yiyun in his arms and said, "What's wrong with Sister Yun?" Yang Zhiyun said calmly, "I have a high fever. I'm sending her to the clinic now."
Tang Meng hurriedly said, "Would you like me to contact the hospital?"
Yang Zhiyun shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be a big deal. You stay here. I'm afraid that Sister Fen will worry that we can't find anyone later."
Tang Meng also nodded seriously, changed his usual funny style, and said, "Then hurry up, I'll wait here."
Yang Zhiyun nodded and ran out. Yu Yanjun's clinic was not far from here. Yang Zhiyun even ran to the clinic with Huang Yiyun in his arms. After a while, he arrived at the front of the clinic. There were no patients in it. He thought that the old gentleman was sitting in the counter reading the newspaper. Yang Zhiyun ran into Sister Yun and said, "Dr. Gao, come on. Come and see my sister!"
This old gentleman is the doctor in this clinic. The last time Yang Zhiyun came, he was not there, so he didn't see him, but he was also an acquaintance. Dr. Gao raised his eyes and stood up and said, "So it's Xiao Yun. What's wrong?"
Yang Zhiyun put Huang Yiyun on the disease**. Dr. Gao walked around the counter and said, "What's going on?"
Yang Zhiyun sorted out Huang Yiyun's hair with his hand and said, "It should be a fever. Anyway, please check it quickly."
Dr. Gao reached out and touched Huang Yiyun's head, and then opened her eyelids and looked at it carefully and said, "It's really burning." He stood up and took out a thermometer on the desk and handed it to Yang Zhiyun and said, "Put this under your armpit and move quickly."
Yang Zhiyun took over the thermometer and suddenly thought that he was going to poke through his chest. He was a little embarrassed and said, "Where's Nurse Xiaoyu? Wouldn't it be better for her to come?"
Dr. Gao took out some bottles and cans and said, "She went to get the medicine. She should be back soon, but you can't wait. Hurry up!" Otherwise, my brain will be burned out later!"
Yang Zhiyun thought about it. He quickly suppressed the crooked thoughts in his mind and shook the thermometer and lifted Huang Yiyun's collar. Suddenly, the white skin and milky bra made Yang Zhiyun's eyes straight. He quickly turned his eyes away and stretched out his hand to stuff the thermometer from Huang Yiyun's chest to his armpits, although he had deliberately avoided Huang Yi. Yun's chest, but the occasional touch still made his heart ripple. To be honest, although Yang Zhiyun has touched a lot of positions, his chest has always been touched through his clothes, and the rest have only touched his thighs, and it's really embarrassing for him to do this kind of thing when others are present.
(Everyone scolded: "Fant! Pret to be pure!")
Dr. Gao asked behind his back while dispensing the medicine, "Xiao Yun, who is this you?"
Yang Zhiyun hesitated, "Well, my sister, my sister." The arrogant of the person who glared at everyone just now and said don't touch my girlfriend all disappeared, and the power was completely different.
Dr. Gao smiled and said, "Huang Yiyun has a younger brother? This is the first time I know this."
Yang Zhiyun was stunned and said, "Do you know Sister Yun?"
Dr. Gao turned his head and said, "Ha ha, I don't know who is the neighbors near the famous beautiful chef. The people who pursued her surrounded Chenghan City in those years!" Dr. Gao hung two hanging bottles on the elevated, connected the infusion tube, and a string of medicine flowed out of the needle.
Yang Zhiyun asked with interest, "Oh? And this? Are there really a lot of people?"
Dr. Gao didn't say anything. He tied Huang Yiyun's hand bowl with a rubber rope and patted her hands and rubbed her back with alcohol. Several small tendons bulged up. Dr. Gao smiled and said, "For so many years, her tendons are still so small. She is one of the patients who have had a headache for a long time." He said so, but Dr. Gao's hand moved quickly. In the blink of an eye, the needle pierced into the tendons and veins, and the rubber rope on his wrist was untied in an instant.