After the fake daughter lost her memory, the backup boss flirted with her and lost control

Chapter 27 Miscalculation
Ah Yuan's sleepyhead was frightened away, and she took big steps almost reflexively. As soon as she got close to Bugatti, she asked tremblingly: "What mistake did I make again, Doctor Wen?"

The black car window slowly rolled down and Wen Yan said, "Get in the car."

"Huh?" Ah Yuan wasn't sure what he meant, but as long as he didn't abandon her and run away like last time, it would be easy to say anything.

With this thought in mind, Ah Yuan opened the back door, but it didn't move. She pulled harder, but still couldn't open it.

She was about to ask him when she heard his faint voice, as cold as water: "I'm not your driver."

At first glance, Ah Yuan didn't understand what it meant. She tilted her head and thought for a moment, then opened the passenger door and got in.

The roller coaster feeling of my heart was finally put back into my stomach.

The hospital is 10 minutes away from Mingzhu County. Ayuan sat in the passenger seat of a luxury car for the first time. She was not used to it. The tranquility of the night invaded the narrow space, and she could only stare at the front of the car.

The light of the car lights erased the advancing darkness little by little. Ayuan's consciousness became blurred as he watched.

After a while, the sound of steady breathing came to her ears. Wen Yan glanced sideways and pulled the mask down on her face with his hook. The face facing him happened to be occupied by the scar, with the tip of her nose turned up. A thin layer of sweat appeared on his face.

He raised his hand to lower the temperature of the air conditioner.

In the parking space in Mingzhu County, Wen Yan glanced at the woman sitting next to him and pressed the car horn.

"Beep--" The loud whistle was deliberately prolonged, and A-yuan's whole body suddenly bounced up in shock, and she sat there in a daze.

"Get out of the car." Wen Yan opened the car door.

Being woken up so suddenly, Ah Yuan always felt that there were auditory hallucinations in his ears, and couldn't help but keep picking out his ears on the way.

She stood at the door of Door B on the tenth floor. She picked her ears and pressed the password. The door opened and she went in.

Wen Yan sneered, turned around and entered the house.

He performed a day-long operation and came out in the middle of the night, but considering that she was too sleepy, he drove her back with his exhausted body, but she didn't even say a word of thanks.

So disrespectful.

Early the next morning, Ayuan went directly to Wen Yan's home carrying slices of toast.

She was not good at cooking. During the time at Zhang Yun's house, Zhang Yun taught her how to cook, but she didn't learn anything except sandwiches.As a result, Ah Yuan worked as a cow and horse in Zhang Yun's family, doing everything except cooking a few times.

While Wen Yan was washing up, he heard the ringing in the kitchen. When it was time to clean up, he walked to the kitchen smelling the smell of fried eggs.

Ah Yuan wrapped the sandwich in plastic wrap, carefully cut it in half without cutting into sections, folded it in reverse, and handed it to Wen Yan, "Doctor Wen, good morning!"

Wen Yan glanced at it and saw that the sauce was squeezed out and stuck to the tip of the lettuce leaf. It looked okay. He was about to pick it up. Thinking of what happened last night, he took his hand back and frowned: "Looking at it makes me lose my appetite." , take it away.”

Ah Yuan immediately transformed into a salesman and said all kinds of nice things. Wen Yan kept turning her head away and refused to eat, so she had to give up.

A-Yuan ate the whole breakfast with gusto, while Wen Yan drank milk opposite her, with no taste in her mouth.

After eating, Ayuan wiped his mouth and said: "Dr. Wen, you worked so hard last night. I originally wanted to let you have a comfortable breakfast, but in the end... tell me what you like, and I will do it next time You can refer to it when expressing your gratitude!”

Wen Yan held his head, raised his eyebrows and asked, "So, this breakfast is for you to express your gratitude?"

"Uh-huh!"

Seeing her nodding her head like garlic, Wen Yan suddenly felt that he was very childish and said sarcastically: "Fortunately, you are a bodyguard. If you were in sales, you would probably drink northwest wind every day."

"Huh?" The topic span was too big, and Ayuan couldn't react for a moment, so she had to follow his words, "So, thank you Dr. Wen for taking me in."

"You want to know what I like? I'll tell you how boring it is. You can feel it yourself." After that, Wen Yan stood up with one hand in his pocket.

Ah Yuan was slightly stunned, her abacus was wrong.Originally, she wanted to ask him casually about his preferences so that she could help Xu Jia Mi chase someone in a planned way, but the straight shot failed.

……

During lunch time, Ah Yuan ate in the hospital cafeteria.

Zhu Zhu came over and sat down, took out a few sticky notes and pushed them to her hand, "These are the tasks you need to do every day."

Ah Yuan picked it up and looked at it and then asked: "Pack up the medical waste in the operating room? Is this also my job scope?"

"Well, since you work for Dr. Wen, you naturally know Dr. Wen's status in the hospital, and as my immediate superior, I should assign you work, aren't you willing?"

Ah Yuan read through the remaining tasks on the post-it note, and then heard Zhu Zhu say: "Do you know what you should do when you first come here?"

Ah Yuan was very considerate to her, "Assistant Zhu, please speak."

"Keep yourself safe." Zhu Zhu stood up and flicked the things on his clothes with his hands, as if he had been contaminated by something unclean after sitting here for a while.

Finally, Zhu Zhu added: "I will check at six o'clock every day."

"I know, Assistant Zhu." Ayuan put the sticky note aside, lowered his head and continued eating.

Zhu Zhu twisted away and walked away.

Ah Yuan raised the corners of his lips and sneered.

Zhu Zhu was giving her a warning, and by the way, she used those cleaning tasks to remind her that even if she became a bodyguard, she was only qualified to do those.

The phone rang, Ayuan opened it and saw Wen Yan's message: After dinner, come to the reconstruction operating room on the fifth floor.

Ah Yuan continued to eat slowly, and then went to the fourth floor when he was done.

In the operating room, Wen Yan was seen wearing blue surgical clothes and glasses. He was holding a disposable cup in his slender hands and drinking water with his head raised.

Seeing her come in, Wen Yan ordered: "Come here and lie down."

Ah Yuan lay down on the operating bed. Wen Yan moved the dermatoscope over and pointed the lampshade at the left side of Ah Yuan's face.

After careful skin inspection and testing, he printed the results from the computer, scribbled on them with a pen, and finally entered the information on the computer.

Ah Yuan could guess that the instrument just now was related to repairing scars, so she looked at Wen Yan nervously, with a hint of expectation in her eyes: "How is it?"

Wen Yan took off his surgical clothes as he walked out, "The treatment plan will be told to you when the time comes. You can go out now."

Ah Yuan was afraid that these scars would be too difficult, so she chased him and asked, "Can it be done?"

Wen Yan turned to look at her: "Are you questioning my ability?"

"No, it's not."

Wen Yan is only 24 years old this year. Every face that passes through his hands becomes beautiful, natural, and unique, without any similarity.Men and women in the middle and upper classes of Manchester City are called the "magic surgeons" in the plastic surgery industry. How could she question it?

"We are just collecting information now. We can only wait for a few days. If you can't wait, you can find another doctor." Wen Yan shrugged.

Ayuan shook his head like a rattle: "I believe you."

After Wen Yan left, Ayuan pulled down his mask and touched the scars.

When can she take off her mask and show herself openly...

Just as I was thinking about it, a text message came from "100 Million" on my phone: You have been working for half a month, why haven't you found a chance for me to date Ayan?
(End of this chapter)