Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 205 That Doctor Killer 18

The hospital has been very busy lately.

Dr. Lin was caught red-handed by the mayor while trying to seduce the mayor's wife.

The dean was so worried about this that several strands of his hair turned white.

He really couldn't understand this Dr. Lin. Why didn't she do her job as a doctor properly? Why didn't she follow the right path? Why did she have to seduce married women?

He said that the reason he dressed up so extravagantly at the hospital every day was because he had his eye on the mayor's wife, who was hospitalized at the time.

"Dean, what should we do? The mayor looks very angry." Director Li was a little scared.

The dean frowned deeply: "There's a clear cause for this grievance, and if we're dragged into this, it's just too unfair."

"But the mayor seems very unhappy about your absence," Director Li whispered.

In this situation, someone needs to step forward.

The dean was so angry that his face turned red. He cursed, "Again! It's not like I forced that guy surnamed Lin to seduce someone. I have nothing to do with him. Why did I have to be there?"

With so many people standing there, does he have to apologize to the mayor? He didn't seduce anyone!

Director Li repeatedly reassured them, "Yes, yes, but the hospital director and the mayor are waiting at the hospital."

The dean took a deep breath: "Didn't he already catch that guy surnamed Lin? What is he waiting for?"

He wants to control everything at the hospital, and he even wants to control how people are seduced.

"I'm not going, it'll be so embarrassing. You go yourself if you want to." The dean scoffed and turned to leave.

He was speechless about Dr. Qin and Dr. Lin.

After this incident at the hospital, he'll never be able to face anyone again.

Song Xianyin only learned about this information from the news the next day.

Dr. Lin's face and name were published in the newspaper, but no information about the woman was revealed.

Dr. Lin immediately went to sue those newspapers, but one after another, those people only gave him perfunctory promises and did nothing at all.

“I’ve long suspected that Dr. Lin has ulterior motives,” Li Dazhuang said.

His eyes were practically popping out of their sockets; that's the kind of person who's most promiscuous, that's what his mother told him.

"Go and rest for a while." Ji Yanli frowned as he looked at Song Xianyin beside him.

She's had a cold for several days now, and she's taken medicine and had injections.

Song Xianyin nestled in the sofa and shook her head, her eyes fixed on the television.

Ji Yanli felt that if she continued like this, she would become mentally impaired.

Song Xianyin sniffed as she watched a variety show on TV.

"It's not like you haven't watched TV before. It doesn't matter when you watch it," Ji Yanli sighed and continued to persuade him.

Even though my eyelids were too heavy to open, I still forced myself to look.

"I haven't watched much of it anyway," Song Xianyin said, her voice extremely hoarse.

The Assassin's Guild doesn't have television; they only have books and real combat experience.

As she grew up, she didn't have much free time.

Li Dazhuang looked at Song Xianyin pitifully: "Ding Li, we were pretty good when we were kids. The old lady next door would show us the phone."

Watch Ultraman.

I never expected that the Assassin's Guild would not allow children to watch TV; this is truly wicked.

The text message alert suddenly went off, and Song Xianyin glanced at her phone.

I put on my coat and prepared to go outside.

Ji Yanli quickly grabbed her hand: "Where are you going?"

How come you're so confused and delirious after getting sick?

Song Xianyin frowned: "Go to the hospital."

"You're already sick, why are you going to the hospital?" Ji Yanli found this scene utterly absurd.

Is this right?

Song Xianyin found him even more absurd. She looked at him seriously and said, "Is it right for me not to go see my patients when they need help?"

It's clearly her who's sick, but it feels like Ji Yanli is the one who's sick.

Looking at her self-righteous demeanor, Ji Yanli suddenly didn't know what to say.

"But didn't you pass on your cold to someone before?" Ji Yanli refused to let go.

"I will wear a mask, and it will only be for a little while."

It's just a cold, Ji Yanli is really making a big fuss over it.

Ji Yanli sighed several times: "Go, go."

He originally wanted to use a person as an example, because someone died from a cold and fever, but it wouldn't be appropriate to use such an example.

During the trip to the hospital, Ji Yanli kept telling Song Xianyin things she should pay attention to.

I talked him on and on, until my mouth was dry.

But seeing Song Xianyin, who was already lost in thought, Ji Yanli choked up again.

"I'm a doctor, I definitely know more than you."

"So what if you know? You don't do it."

Song Xianyin looked at him in silence for a long while: "Father-in-law and father-in-law."

He's talking more and more lately, and sometimes she feels like a monk is chanting sutras in her ear.

"I'm just concerned about you. Look at what happened the other day..."

"dont see."

"Did you see the news, about that guy..."

"I did not see."

Ji Yanli held back for a long time before finally blurting out, "You really have an attitude."

Song Xianyin glanced at Ji Yanli beside her.

He's been coming home very late lately; he's the most injured mob boss she's ever met.

She asked him about it once, and he said he was a little embarrassed to let others fight for him, so he always ended up getting hurt.

Song Xianyin: ...

But this must have been the worst injury he'd ever sustained; he didn't tell her how badly he was hurt.

But she could smell the blood on him every day.

"Don't force yourself." Ji Yanli glanced at her.

She's not that old, yet she thinks about so many things every day. She's so young, but she seems so old.

"I didn't push myself."

She never does anything that makes her unhappy.

"Then why are you frowning?" Ji Yanli raised an eyebrow.

He can now fully recognize her emotions.

Song Xianyin glanced at the rearview mirror and realized that she had been frowning the whole time, looking like she had a deep grudge.

“When you’re going to be a bad guy, you have to be completely bad. Look, even your little brother is starting to come to me.” Song Xianyin looked away.

Ji Yanli smiled and said, "Then I'll come and join you."

"I won't accept it."

"Why!" Ji Yanli's smile vanished.

"I won't be like you. My underlings must be people who understand me. What kind of underling can't read faces or read people's hearts?"

Ji Yanli said, "I understand you very well. I can read your expression and read your mind."

He seems to have improved in this area; I wonder if it's because he's been spending so much time with her.

The car slowly pulled up in the hospital's parking space. Ji Yanli looked at her helplessly and said, "Go on, your patient is waiting."

Song Xianyin frowned even more as she looked at Ji Yanli's pale face.

Seeing that she wasn't leaving, Ji Yanli joked, "Could it be that you're reluctant to part with me..."

Before he could finish speaking, a sharp object pierced his abdomen.

Song Xianyin lowered her head, avoiding the wound she had personally pierced.

She'd already said that if you're going to be a bad person, you have to see it through to the end; she doesn't like giving up halfway.

Just as Song Xianyin was about to let go, Ji Yanli grabbed her hand.

Ji Yanli quietly looked at Song Xianyin, and then pulled the knife out with her hand.

"I told you I understand you very well."

His tone carried a hint of amusement.