Mr. Huo's Expensive Cute Wife

"You're welcome. The edema has not disappeared. Pay attention to water restriction." Tang Shiyi nodded and turned away.

On the wall in the middle of the corridor is a TV set, on which the host's sweet voice comes Now please... " Tang Shiyi didn't pay attention to it. He adjusted the oxygen pipe for the patient in No.9 hospital bed.

When he turned and continued to walk to the ward, many people were whispering, "who is this girl? Who is this beautiful girl?"

"I don't know. I haven't seen it before. Just now I heard the host introduce what it is, the president, or the person in charge of the press conference. What's the name of Ding, oh, I didn't notice action

Then a familiar female voice exploded in Tang Shiyi's ear like a firework. "Hello, distinguished guests and staff, I'm Huo Wanding, the person in charge of the press conference..."

His steps stopped suddenly, and the little girl who was close behind him almost hit him.

Tang Shiyi turned around and looked back at the TV. He stepped back a few steps as if he was afraid of wrong reading. His eyes were firmly fixed on the TV, for fear that the people on the TV would run away.

On the T-stage, a woman in a black evening dress and a valuable ruby is not the one he looks for every day?

What did she say her name was? Huo Wanding? Huo Wanding?

At the moment, Tang Shiyi can't help asking himself, for this fact, Tang Shiyi, are you surprised? Was it a surprise?

A woman of the age of a big mother asked Tang Shiyi with a smile, "Doctor Tang, is this little girl very handsome?"

Aunt's wife said with a smile, "Doctor Tang is fascinated."

There was laughter all around.

Huo Wanding nods gracefully on the stage, and then turns off the stage.

Tang Shiyi took back her eyes, hooked the corner of her lips, and finally fell on her, "it's really handsome!"

"Hahaha, does Dr. Tang have a girlfriend? Would you like an introduction from your aunt

Tang Shiyi laughed and half jokingly replied, "well, thank you for your kindness. Aunt Wang, I'll invite you to have tea some other day! I'll be busy first! "

The handsome boy is an aunt. She is polite and polite. Aunt Wang, who is over 50 years old, can't close her mouth.

After returning to the office, Tang Shiyi took off his white coat and hung it in the closet. He took out his mobile phone and called Lao Zhu, "Lao Zhu, come and take over the shift. Speed up!"

Lao Zhu refused discontentedly, "I just got off work, but I didn't get one..." Hours.

"Didn't your son take a fancy to my racing model last time? Let him go to my house tomorrow and choose one. "

Tang Shiyi's home has a collection cabinet, which put a cabinet of various models. Once, Lao Zhu took his son to see his injured leg. His son saw the collection of Tang Shiyi's cabinet. From then on, he would recite Tang Shiyi's racing car model in his ear every day.

Old Zhu was impatient. He wanted to buy one and stop his son's mouth! So he searched the Internet for the price. He didn't expect that any one would cost more than 100000 or even hundreds of thousands. He would never let his son go to Tang Shiyi's house again.

Old Zhu shut up and immediately changed his clothes to go to the hospital to work for Tang Shiyi.

When he saw Tang Shiyi in the hospital, he had changed his clothes, leaned against his desk and looked at his mobile phone, which seemed to be playing a video. But Lao Zhu didn't care. Excited and cautious, he asked Tang Shiyi, "a racing model? To my son? "

Tang Shiyi put away his mobile phone and nodded, "yes, I'm leaving first!"

Lao Zhu blocked his way. "I don't have more than 100000 yuan for you. Can you make it cheaper?" He just bought a house by stages some time ago, and Tang Shiyi knew it. But he didn't want to take something so expensive for nothing, so he could only make a counter-offer.

Tang Shiyi pulled back the fat man who was blocking him. "Let's go back to work. Don't forget that 7 beds are doing bedside dialysis. It's coming soon. You can go and see him."

"I know this one, that racing model..."

Tang Shiyi people have already walked to the door, and waved to him without looking back, "I'll be waiting for you at home tomorrow."

But at the same time, he thought of the question that he had been wondering for nearly a year. Tang Shiyi was so young that he didn't have so much money? He has never heard of his family, nor has he seen his family come to see him, as if he were an orphan.

If it is really an orphan, then it is pitiful!

Tang Shiyi hurried to the parking lot and drove to the exhibition center in the new area without stopping.

Forty minutes later, he saw the entrance of the Convention and exhibition center with many security guards at the door.

Tang Shiyi didn't get out of the car in a hurry. He suddenly remembered Xiang Yixia's words two days ago, "I'll have a show in two days. The autumn new product of D & Y brand of ZL group! My agent signed the cooperation very hard. Would you like to come to my show? I'll get you an invitation then? "

Xiang Yixia originally wanted to enter the entertainment industry, but in the end, because of her good figure, she was discovered by her agent early and took the road of model.With the help of Xiang's family, Xiang Yixia's position in the modeling industry has risen rapidly. Before graduating from University, she has become a little famous in the field.

Tang Shiyi was thinking about how he answered at that time. He seemed to say that he was going to work even tonight, so he refused.

Thinking of this, he took out his mobile phone and dialed the mobile phone number of Xiang Yixia. The phone was connected quickly, "brother Shiyi."

Hearing her voice, Tang Shiyi was expressionless, "on the show?"

"No, it's just over. I'm backstage ready to take off my makeup." It was a surprise for Xiang Yixia to receive a call from Tang Shiyi. I answered the phone before I could take off my clothes.

"Well, call me back when you're done."

"Good."

Xiang Yixia happily finished the phone call, handed the mobile phone to the assistant and threw her skirt, "help me take off my makeup quickly!"

Just, she didn't expect that she threw the skirt of her clothes on the cabinet, where there was a nail protruding out. She took a step forward, "hiss..." Everyone heard the laceration of the cloth.

Xiang Yixia looked back and saw a long cut in his clothes.

The assistant ran to help her with the dress. "Yi Xia, it's bad. It's serious."

The movement of Xiang Yixia attracted many people's eyes. There were Schadenfreude, some regrets, and he had nothing to do with himself.

Fashion designers are still outside for interviews. At present, the only people backstage are models and staff.

Xiang Yixia panicked for a moment, but then he calmed down, "what are you afraid of? Anyway, the activity has ended, so you don't have to wear it on the stage."

Assistant nodded, want to say what, think of Xiang Yixia's temper to swallow back.