Chapter 13 Sorry, I will memorize this book
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Feng Qing Yang
Chapter 13 Sorry, I will memorize this book
Doctor Wang looked at Yang Ling with contempt. He smiled lightly and said, "Well, you don't want to go to the movies. I'll give you 500 yuan, which is enough for you to buy ten movie tickets."
As he spoke, he took out a few hundred-yuan bills from his wallet and put them on the table, saying, "I'll pay for the breakfast for you too. If there's nothing else, you can go."
ridicule!
Ridiculous taunt!
The salary of non-staff personnel cannot be compared with that of doctors. This person clearly looks down on Yang Ling!
At the same time, there was a faint sound of ridicule among the surrounding melon-eating crowd.
Yang Ling's face darkened slowly, and he said lightly, "As a doctor, you should serve the world well and be kind to others. You talk about money here and there every now and then. It seems that your professionalism is worrying."
"You are vulgar, vulgar!"
This can be described as tricky, implying that this person is vulgar and unqualified to be a doctor. Many people who eat melons thought that although Yang Ling was somewhat idealistic, he did not swear at people, and his speech was indeed good.
In contrast, this doctor is really tacky.
They all cast curious glances at Yang Ling, looking forward to the development of the matter.
"Ding, you have fulfilled the desire of the people who eat melons to watch the excitement, and the wish value is +1."
Zhang Yurou looked at Yang Ling's eyes and smiled. It seemed that these words were in line with the little nurse's values.
Seeing this, Dr. Wang's complexion turned ugly. He didn't expect this kid to speak so trickyly. He originally wanted to use money to mock him, and let Zhang Yurou see his generosity and financial resources. He didn't expect to shoot himself in the foot.
Now the 500 yuan on the table is particularly eye-catching, and it's not right for him to accept it, or not to accept it.
"Ding, you smashed Dr. Wang's wish to mock you, attribute point +1."
Yang Ling didn't expect to gain a lot from what he said, so he couldn't help but feel happy, but Dr. Wang said with a red face, "I've studied medicine for so many years, you talk to me about professionalism?"
"If I give you money, it's for you to go down the steps, and it's shameless for you to return?"
"Here's a medical book for you, can you understand it?"
Everyone in the arena was taken aback when they heard the words, and these words were obviously not as good as Yang Ling's.
Yang Ling took the Treatise on Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases on the table, flipped through it casually, and said with a half-smile, "Doctor Wang, you are incoherent."
"If the major is not the right one, let alone me, even our bureau chief may not understand it?"
"Could it be that our bureau chief is also a shameless person?"
As soon as this remark came out, everyone burst into laughter.
Yang Ling's sharp tongue kept Dr. Wang speechless. At first, the melon-eating crowd looked down on Yang Ling, but now they think this kid is good, smart, not humble, and eloquent.
Several female college students in the corner were smiling like flowers, whispering and seeming very interested in Yang Ling.
Zhang Yurou looked at Yang Ling, and unconsciously showed a bright smile on her face. Thinking of the little man's hand brushing her neck last night, her face turned red again.
Dr. Wang's face turned red and white, and he said angrily: "What right do you have to touch my book, take your hand away!"
Yang Ling casually threw the book on the table, and said calmly, "You want to give this book to Yurou, it seems that you have memorized it by heart?"
Hearing this, Dr. Wang sneered and said, "That's natural. For a person like you, you won't understand even if I tell you."
Yang Ling laughed and said, "Speaking of which, I also read Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases when I was a child."
"How about this, let's each talk about the content of a piece of the book, and compare who has a higher accuracy rate."
"If you win, I'll tear up the movie ticket and lie down honestly in the ward. You can date whoever you like."
"But if I win, how about you stop pestering Yurou again?"
(End of this chapter)
Doctor Wang looked at Yang Ling with contempt. He smiled lightly and said, "Well, you don't want to go to the movies. I'll give you 500 yuan, which is enough for you to buy ten movie tickets."
As he spoke, he took out a few hundred-yuan bills from his wallet and put them on the table, saying, "I'll pay for the breakfast for you too. If there's nothing else, you can go."
ridicule!
Ridiculous taunt!
The salary of non-staff personnel cannot be compared with that of doctors. This person clearly looks down on Yang Ling!
At the same time, there was a faint sound of ridicule among the surrounding melon-eating crowd.
Yang Ling's face darkened slowly, and he said lightly, "As a doctor, you should serve the world well and be kind to others. You talk about money here and there every now and then. It seems that your professionalism is worrying."
"You are vulgar, vulgar!"
This can be described as tricky, implying that this person is vulgar and unqualified to be a doctor. Many people who eat melons thought that although Yang Ling was somewhat idealistic, he did not swear at people, and his speech was indeed good.
In contrast, this doctor is really tacky.
They all cast curious glances at Yang Ling, looking forward to the development of the matter.
"Ding, you have fulfilled the desire of the people who eat melons to watch the excitement, and the wish value is +1."
Zhang Yurou looked at Yang Ling's eyes and smiled. It seemed that these words were in line with the little nurse's values.
Seeing this, Dr. Wang's complexion turned ugly. He didn't expect this kid to speak so trickyly. He originally wanted to use money to mock him, and let Zhang Yurou see his generosity and financial resources. He didn't expect to shoot himself in the foot.
Now the 500 yuan on the table is particularly eye-catching, and it's not right for him to accept it, or not to accept it.
"Ding, you smashed Dr. Wang's wish to mock you, attribute point +1."
Yang Ling didn't expect to gain a lot from what he said, so he couldn't help but feel happy, but Dr. Wang said with a red face, "I've studied medicine for so many years, you talk to me about professionalism?"
"If I give you money, it's for you to go down the steps, and it's shameless for you to return?"
"Here's a medical book for you, can you understand it?"
Everyone in the arena was taken aback when they heard the words, and these words were obviously not as good as Yang Ling's.
Yang Ling took the Treatise on Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases on the table, flipped through it casually, and said with a half-smile, "Doctor Wang, you are incoherent."
"If the major is not the right one, let alone me, even our bureau chief may not understand it?"
"Could it be that our bureau chief is also a shameless person?"
As soon as this remark came out, everyone burst into laughter.
Yang Ling's sharp tongue kept Dr. Wang speechless. At first, the melon-eating crowd looked down on Yang Ling, but now they think this kid is good, smart, not humble, and eloquent.
Several female college students in the corner were smiling like flowers, whispering and seeming very interested in Yang Ling.
Zhang Yurou looked at Yang Ling, and unconsciously showed a bright smile on her face. Thinking of the little man's hand brushing her neck last night, her face turned red again.
Dr. Wang's face turned red and white, and he said angrily: "What right do you have to touch my book, take your hand away!"
Yang Ling casually threw the book on the table, and said calmly, "You want to give this book to Yurou, it seems that you have memorized it by heart?"
Hearing this, Dr. Wang sneered and said, "That's natural. For a person like you, you won't understand even if I tell you."
Yang Ling laughed and said, "Speaking of which, I also read Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases when I was a child."
"How about this, let's each talk about the content of a piece of the book, and compare who has a higher accuracy rate."
"If you win, I'll tear up the movie ticket and lie down honestly in the ward. You can date whoever you like."
"But if I win, how about you stop pestering Yurou again?"
(End of this chapter)
