The needle pierced into a blood vessel, Tang Shiyong looked at his hand, and wanted to cry out "it hurts" to express his sympathy, but because Song Muming didn't feel pain when the needle was inserted, he weakly shut up.

"What did you eat yesterday?" Song Muming put away the medical supplies and asked Tang Shiyong sullenly, but the latter dared not say.

After the "Taste of the Liver and Lungs" incident, while Song Muming was not angry, they "escaped from the Jedi" from the Yiji Building.

The four girls went to play skewers outside the school, and because Tang Shiyong won a game against Song Muming, he was refreshed on happy occasions, with a big appetite, and he ate a lot of hot and sour dishes.

Going back to the dormitory at night, a tragedy happened in the second half of the night. Once in the dormitory, Tang Shiyong was recruited, and everyone else was as good as they could be.

So, she was sent back to Song Muming's tiger's mouth by the ambulance of Song's hospital, sparks and lightning all the way, and she still couldn't escape.

This might be Song Muming's resentment, he blamed himself for playing tricks on him.

She kept her mouth shut and didn't say anything, and Song Muming didn't ask again, she knew what she had eaten in her heart, and said, "From today onwards, you can't eat spicy food or drink iced drinks for a week, and I'll change your taste according to the situation next week."

Not being able to eat or drink for a week meant that Tang Shiyong's happiness was gone, so she immediately begged for mercy with a mournful face, "No...don't let me eat or drink, what happiness is there in living like this?"

Didn't it say that three days would be enough?Why come to him for a week?
"Mu Ming... I'm sorry, I was wrong yesterday, I shouldn't have made you stupid, and I shouldn't have deliberately teased you in front of your students. I apologize to you." Tang Shiyong, a hero, immediately admitted his weakness.

"But I drew you so handsome, look at you in the painting, you are cute and warm." A scumbag with hot tinfoil, it is almost like the central air conditioner is alive, it is a fashion that Song Muming will never achieve in his life.

Her current appearance is soft, cute and cute. After being in contact with Song Muming for a long time, she knew that he liked her act of acting like a baby, so she would use her appearance advantage to show weakness.

But this time, Song Muming didn't accept this trick, adjusted the needle to a suitable size for her, and then said: "Starting from today, come and report immediately after school. I will watch you when you eat and drink, and you are not allowed to eat outside." Take a bite."

"Otherwise, I'll go in and catch you."

Tang Shiyong instantly felt the feeling of "molesting" Song Muming in the Yiji Building, wanted to scold him for no reason, wanted to strangle him to death, but couldn't bear it.

Scratch your heart and scratch your liver.

……

F didn't have many classes during the day, so Tang Shiyong was forced to suspend classes at the National Conservatory of Music for a week and stay in Song's hospital for treatment.

This time she did not live in the VIP ward, but lived in the general ward with many patients.

The doctor in charge of her is also a very good doctor. He seems to be a student of Professor Zhao. Every day if Tang Shiyong doesn't take the initiative to see Song Muming, he will bring someone to round the ward at a fixed time.

On this day, Song Muming came to check the ward as usual, and after the inspection, he would ask Tang Shiyong what was wrong as usual, Tang Shiyong was a showman, and pulled Song Muming's white coat pitifully, saying: "Can I stop the injection? It’s okay to take medicine instead, you see my hands are swollen.”

After speaking, he showed Song Muming the back of his hand with needle holes, and saw that the back of his hand was smooth and tender, and the needles from yesterday had disappeared.

But Tang Shiyong was just talking nonsense with his eyes open, saying: "If you keep piercing like this, my hand will become a hornet's nest, it hurts."

The beauty's green-like hands are lightly wrapped around each other, no matter how you look at it, it is beautiful, and there is no morbidity at all.

"Who is taking care of the patients these days?" Song Muming asked. Ever since Song Muming gave her the first injection, other people followed her.

Open the medical record book, the signature inside is clear at a glance.

The young boy slowly raised his hand and said, "I am."

"One needle a day, but received complaints from patients, ten points were deducted from the assessment, and I went to practice acupuncture myself." Song Muming made the final judgment with a cold face.

Both the doctor and Tang Shiyong were taken aback. She just wanted to say that she was fine, implying that Song Muming wanted to be discharged from the hospital, and she didn't want to complain to others.

"Yes, Vice President." The doctor lowered his head in frustration, and answered yes.

After Song Muming finished speaking, he left with the others.

But Tang Shiyong couldn't accept it, and wanted to talk back about him, but was suppressed by Zhong Yu, saying: "Stop talking, the more you talk, the more dangerous he is."

This he, of course, refers to the doctor who gave her the needle.

They all knew that Tang Shiyong was acting deliberately in front of Song Muming, and they all knew that the hand pain was fake, but it was true that Tang Shiyong got into trouble.

Song Muming has always been one-sided. Tang Shiyong said in public that his hand was hurt. In other words, Tang Shiyong was complaining about the doctor.

Jiang Mu came to see Tang Shiyong in his free time, and the first sentence he said was to complain: "Qianqian, you are too headstrong, deduct ten points and he will be at the bottom this month."

"What's none of your business? Leave your sister Yu Wen alone." Tang Shiyong replied, although she didn't know the concept of ten, she certainly knew that she had caused trouble, but she didn't want to talk to Jiang Mu, so she went to ask Zhong secretly Metaphor.

"Usually one point is deducted, but this time it's really a lot, and a large deduction will be recorded in the file, which will affect the final employment result of HR." Zhong Yu didn't hide much, and told her directly. He said: "The master is working, it is impossible to play with you, you talk like this, the master will definitely punish him, otherwise everyone will have to use flirting and cursing to prevaricate complaints, and problems will arise if the working environment is not strict."

Doctors, on the other hand, cannot tolerate problems.

Tang Shiyong saw the doctor who was taking care of her sitting on the steps outside and lowered his head in frustration, so he decided to go to Song Muming to explain clearly.

I met Yu Wenzhi on the road, and saw Tang Shiyong coming over, sneered: "Continue to make useless things, let's see how many times you can do it?"

The master got angry this time, will she go far away next time?
……

Having been together for so long, Tang Shiyong was able to accurately determine when Song Muming was free, so when she went, Song Muming was idle, or he was waiting for her specially.

Tang Shiyong came in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and Song Muming sat at the table looking at the documents in his hands. The large-screen computer on the table was also turned on, and there were densely packed forms on it. Everyone's name was on it, adding one and subtracting one. Monthly assessment scores.

Tang Shiyong's eyes were sharp, and she saw the name of the doctor who treated her, behind which was written minus ten, and there was a note saying that she was complained by an important patient.

It's like a report card, others add one and subtract one, suddenly one minus ten is particularly eye-catching, Tang Shiyong remembered what Zhong Yu said, this number will affect the future of that doctor, maybe he can't stay in Song's Hospital up.

"Mu Ming..." Tang Shiyong felt apologetic, and felt guilty even when she spoke.

Song Muming didn't look up, turned over a page of documents, and reached out to her: "Come here."

Tang Shiyong walked over obediently, but saw Song Muming hold the back of her hand to check, then took a tube of ointment, squeezed a little transparent colloidal ointment, and applied it on the back of Tang Shiyong's hand.

The ointment was cold, and he spread it with his thumb, kneaded it into water and then absorbed it.

"Mu Ming, that...doesn't hurt." Tang Shiyong said weakly, if Song Muming opened her mouth to talk about her like Jiang Mu and the others, she still had something to say to him, but now she couldn't open her mouth at all.

Obviously everyone knows that she is pretending, but he is the only one who cares if she really hurts.

"Can you not deduct points? You can't deduct two points for complaints. This ten points is too much." Tang Shiyong advised. All of a sudden is really too much.

"A gentleman promises everything he says, and it cannot be changed." Song Muming refused.

"Otherwise, shall I send him a pennant? Explain that this is all a misunderstanding?" Tang Shiyong came up with a bad idea, so that everyone would not feel that the withdrawal of this point was too sudden: "At that time, everyone will not say that you backed down, and he doesn't have to." Wouldn’t it be the best of both worlds to deduct points?”

She suddenly felt that she was a little genius, and she could come up with this kind of trick.

"Qianqian, it's a deduction, and there is no room for change." Song Muming once again directly refused, and told her that the deduction is not so easy to recover.

"That's too much, don't you think you have received any complaints? If you deduct [-] points, everyone will lose points." Tang Shiyong thinks it is unreasonable: "I have read the regulations, and the maximum complaint is two points. You are going too far. "

"It's not too much. He received a complaint from the dean's wife, and it's not wrong to leave immediately." Song Muming got up and went to the tea table to pour tea. Today's tea is the green tea that she bought at the Guofeng Exhibition together, and the color is average , the taste is not fragrant enough.

"Even if this is the case, you can't engage in privileges...it's unfair..." Tang Shiyong wanted to say that it was unfair, and then realized what Song Muming said, and immediately silenced it, either not saying it or not.

"You are a bad habit of capitalism, it's not right." The more she spoke, the lower her voice, Tang Shiyong lost her confidence.

Song Muming poured a cup of green tea for Tang Shiyong. The tea in the small teacup was elegant and smoky. Song Muming calmed down and said, "I have been sitting all the way from an ordinary person to the vice president because you are doing evil now, and no one dares to accuse you. It's not right."

In the future, he can be promoted to dean, so she can be even more arrogant.

"This is a private hospital. If you say a word, you can let him go." Song Muming put down his teacup, and his posture gradually became like a domineering boss.

"It will also give you a long memory, and you are not allowed to make fun of the doctor in the future."

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