"Sir, 5 injections of rabies vaccine are required. On the day after the bite, the wound needs to be cleaned and treated first, and the rabies vaccine is injected. The second injection"
The doctor was muttering, but he was muttering in his heart, how much hatred is this, biting people like this? This gentleman is evil enough, won't he resist?
Today's young people cannot use normal thinking to measure.
Yang Guang looked at the palms that were wrapped like steamed buns, and held his forehead with a feeling of embarrassment.
How will you work in the next period of time?
"Mr. Yang, your phone number."
As soon as the secretary connected Yang Guang and before he could pass it to Yang Guang, an old man's furious howl came from the phone: "Yang Guang, get the hell out of here. Immediately, immediately. Humph! ¡ª¡ªbeep!"
Hang up over there.
Miss Secretary pretended she didn't hear, she put away her mobile phone and put it next to Yang Guang, she retreated to a corner and stood there, but she couldn't help but glance at Yang Guang.
When did my boss suffer from this birdishness? I'm afraid I'm going to fly into a rage.
However
Yang Guang stood up, said flatly, "Go home."
Miss Secretary was taken aback for a moment, then hurriedly followed, thinking to herself: Mr. Yang has taken the wrong medicine recently?
After getting out of the elevator, Yang Guang glanced at 1502 subconsciously, and the pair of high-heeled feet that he often saw were neatly placed on the shoe rack.
She is at home.
After being made a fuss by Qu Ping, Yang Guang's position became less firm, and he even wondered if he really misunderstood Jing Fang.
After thinking about it, beautiful women are the best at deceiving people! Be careful to be deceived by them again.
He immediately opened the door, took off his shoes, and was about to come in, when suddenly a slipper flew towards him, with such strength and speed, this is not a slipper, it is clearly a throwing knife!
Fortunately, Yang Guang has also practiced and is agile. He took the slippers with his left hand accurately.
"Grandpa! You're back!" Yang Guang threw away his shoes and looked around for the old man.
Old man, where is the trouble?
"Shua!" An apple flew over, and Yang Guang quickly reached out to catch it.
This old man, there is no end!
Just as he was thinking, the banana flew over, Yang Guang hurriedly retreated slightly, and opened his mouth to bite the curved moon;
"Swoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh"
Mangoes, cherries, and peaches, one after another, flew over like bullets.
"Hey Hey hey!"
Unless it is Avalokitesvara, who can bear it?
"Grandpa, stop making trouble!" Yang Guang cried out.
"Whoosh!" It started again, it was a big piece.
Yang Guang sighed, closed his eyes and prepared to practice his hearing.
Just one, you underestimate your grandson too! Even with a sandbag, your grandson's arm strength can easily handle it.
Of coursethe taste is wrong!
"ah!"
It turned out to be durian!
Depend on! Fortunately, he dodged in time, and only slightly rubbed the side, otherwise his left hand might be useless.
"Grandpa!" Yang Guangsheng shouted helplessly.
Uncle Jin came out of the kitchen in response. He was holding a bowl of delicious three-flavored noodle soup.
"Grandpa!" Yang Guang was moved and wanted to act like a baby. He knew that grandpa would never abandon him, and he was the proudest and proudest descendant of grandpa.
However
"Get up!" Uncle Jin roared coldly, and then kicked over, Yang Guang jumped to the side in fright.
Uncle Jin ran to 1502 in small steps with his face in his hand, rang the doorbell, and still called softly: "Jing girl, open the door! It's time to eat!"
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Grandpa¡ª¡ª, he was so attentive to the woman across from him!
Yang Guang's face was lined with black lines.
After a long time, the door opened and the woman appeared. She was dressed in white conservative pajamas, with long hair draped over her shoulders, her skin was a little pale, and her face was full of tiredness.
"Uncle, thank you! But I don't have an appetite right now." Jing Fang said softly, her pleasant voice was so soft that it touched the heart's core.
A woman like this actually has a purity and sweetness coming out of her bones.
Yang Guang, did you get dizzy because you were knocked out by the durian?
He thought to himself angrily.
"No, I have to eat a little. Come, come, uncle, go in and accompany you." Uncle Jin passed her directly and went in.
Jing Fang sighed helplessly and planned to close the door. she unconsciouslyWondering, how did the noble Mr. Yang hurt his golden right hand like this? The insurance company is not going to pay out.
"Mr. Yang, what's wrong with your hand? Is the insurance company's claim settlement process gone?" The whole company has to rely on the old and high-ranking relatives of the royal family. Only Lan Guoxing, the uncle of our domineering president Lan Qian, dares to do so. Ask Yang Guang blatantly in public.
Yang Guang pouted lightly, and responded politely: "It's a small matter, thank you Mr. Lan for your concern!"
"Oh! As long as it's okay!" Lan Guoxing smiled, and didn't continue to ask any more questions. He just gave the assistant at the side a slight look, and the assistant instantly understood.
Yang Guang is Lan Qian's confidant and right-hand man. Lan Guoxing pays close attention to his every word and deed, and never misses a single bit.
Seeing that Mr. Lan had already started, everyone expressed concern for Yang Guang.
Whether they were sincere or not, they discussed with each other around Yang Guang's hand for five minutes, making Yang Guang restless.
"Mr. Yang, are you fractured?"
"Mr. Yang, are you burnt?"
"Mr. Yang, you have to take good care of it, the skin on your hands is not easy to recover."
"Mr. Yang, it's a taboo. When the weather gets hot, it's easy to leave scars."
"Thank you for your concern. It's just that the skin was accidentally broken when peeling the fruit. It's fine." Yang Guangqiang smiled and gave a random reason.
Please do me a favor, everyone! move.
Finally, it calmed down, only Yang Guang and Lan Qian were left in the conference room.
Lan Qian passed by him, swept his steamed buns, and asked with great interest, "Have you had a rabies shot yet?"
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"How do you know?" Yang Guang was taken aback, staring at him reflexively.
The corner of Lan Qian's mouth was slightly pulled, and a shallow arc was bent, a half-smile, and then he walked away as if nothing had happened, without responding to him.
Why does that expression have a taste of gloating?
Is this still his good brother?
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