and share this life with affection

Those words made the people at the door feel uncomfortable.

Frowning, whispering beak, but they are all patients who have known each other for many years, so it is hard to say too much.

And even though this little girl is said to be the dean, it is not impossible for her to be intimidated by Wang Meizhen's sarcastic title of administrator.

After all, their groups can reach thousands of people.

To put it bluntly, if the administrator really said that their Chinese medicine hospital is not good, it would spread among the patients within minutes.

The reputation is not good, what is the source of the disease.

When everyone thought that Bian Zhi would calm down and show Wang Zhenmei a look.

But seeing Bian Zhi put her hands in front of her body, she didn't seem to move at all, she looked straight at Wang Meizhen's arrogant and mean face.

Smiling slightly, he said very directly: "You are the administrator of the group, not my administrator."

"I don't care if you are a group manager with thousands of people or tens of thousands of people, what you want to say, as long as you tell the truth, I have no objection, if you spread rumors, I will have a very strong team of lawyers waiting for you, here I am, so All patients are equal, and no one has privileges, not to mention administrators, even your group leaders come.”

Bian Zhi got up, and kindly said to the person at the door: "I'm off work, if you want, come over around this time tomorrow."

Bian Zhi completely ignored Wang Meizhen's colorful face, took off her white coat and walked towards the door.

Wang Meizhen called the wind and rain in the patient group, and had never lost face in front of so many people. She stared viciously at Bian Zhi's back and stayed where she was.

When caught off guard, Bian Zhi suddenly turned his head and met her gaze.

"Please leave now, we are going to get off work," Bian Zhi's eyes suddenly turned cold, with a strong sense of awe from a superior.

Wang Meizhen's heart trembled, and the hand holding the bag glowed white.

She got up angrily, and left a sentence: "Isn't it just a young Chinese medicine doctor! What's so great, I still don't believe it. No one in City A is better than you in terms of strengthening the spine!"

The muscles on Wang Meizhen's face collapsed tightly, and she took big steps, rushing straight out, regardless of whether it was a patient who collided with her or not.

After she was gone, the hallway would echo with thunderous applause.

Ou Hao frowned slightly, "Dean, Wang Meizhen is a petite person who is very good at taking advantage of her power. You have conflicts with her. If she goes to a few groups to talk nonsense, it will be bad for our hospital of traditional Chinese medicine."

Bian Zhi smiled and got into the car, "The team of lawyers in our Chinese medicine hospital can't just eat a living, can it? Don't worry, I'm fine, I'm not a celebrity, I don't set myself up as a person, I rely on my real ability to make a living, and I'm not afraid of crooked methods. "

Ou Hao watched Bian Zhi leave.

Bian Zhi's words warmed his heart.

After being ill for so long, he straightened his back for the first time, and he will also rely on his real ability to eat in the future!

When Bian Zhi arrived at the auction site, the auction had already started.

Zhou Suihuai sat beside Lin Ye and waved to her. When she walked over, she saw Ou Moyuan and Duan Chengfeng sitting diagonally opposite them.

Duan Chengfeng waved to her very friendly, and Ou Moyuan stared at her coldly, as if saying, "Why are you here? Is this where you should come?"

In fact, he frowned and asked like this.

Bian Zhi didn't pay attention, she didn't stop, and sat between Zhou Suihuai and Lin Ye.

"This ink painting is not bad." Bian Zhi's goal was very clear, "Gu Kaizhi wrote it himself, it should be good to hang in the study, right?"

Bian Zhi asked Lin Ye in a low voice.

Lin Ye nodded, "I think it's fine, but he should like whatever you give him. The small mortise and tenon pen holder you gave him before, he praised everyone he met, as if he had never seen the world."

Hearing this, Bian Zhi frowned slightly, and glared at Lin Ye, "There are no rules."

Lin Ye stuck out his tongue with a laugh.

Zhou Suihuai pointed to an exquisite wooden hairpin in the auction catalog and said to Bian Zhi, "Do you like this one? You always like to fix your hair with a pen. Let me buy you a special one?"

Bian Zhi took a look.

She actually has a lot of various types of wooden hairpins, but her wooden hairpins are usually too long to carry around. This one is unassuming, and the length is also very suitable. It is antique and has a bit of flavor.

"Let's take a look first."

Zhou Sui Huai stared at Bian Zhi and nodded obediently with a smile.

As soon as the new lot came out, Duan Chengfeng patted Ou Moyuan's leg, "How about this one? If you give it to Mr. Li, he should like it."

Those around me didn't respond.

Duan Chengfeng turned his head in confusion, and saw Ou Moyuan staring at Bian Zhi, his handsome face was dark and dark.

Duan Chengfeng laughed, and deliberately responded to Ou Moyuan, "Why, I feel uncomfortable? Seeing that my ex-wife is spoiled and confessed by two men, are you jealous?"

Ou Moyuan's cold eyes fell on Duan Chengfeng's face, coldly, "I just think it's immoral to flirt with the opposite sex in public."

Duan Chengfeng shrugged, "Just keep your mouth shut. What do you call Qingqing? Yes, you don't care. Then you stare at her when someone else comes in. I don't know, but I thought you cared about Bianzhi."

Ou Moyuan turned his eyes back to the stage, and opened his thin lips lightly, "How is it possible, how could I care about her."

The auction proceeded in an orderly manner.

When it was the wooden hairpin's turn, Zhou Suihuai raised his sign.

"It's the first time in a hundred thousand." The host smiled and shouted.

"20, this gentleman bids 20."

I don't know who raised it again.

When Bian Zhi was about to look over, someone raised a sign diagonally behind.

"40 million, this gentleman bid 40 million!"

Bian Zhi turned her head, wanting to see who was being taken advantage of, but when she looked over, it was Ou Moyuan.

This wooden hairpin was made by everyone, but it is just a wooden hairpin. For Bianzhi, any pencil can produce the same effect.

She was about to turn around and tell Zhou Suihuai, no more, but Zhou Suihuai held up the sign with another hand.

"80 million, this gentleman bid 80 million!"

The host's blood boiled with excitement, and his facial muscles were trembling with excitement.

Today's opening is really exciting. This wooden hairpin is valuable because of the craftsmanship and the story behind it, but that's all. After all, the style is not luxurious and slightly low-key. Someone actually bid 80!

crazy!

crazy!

Bian Zhi looked at Zhou Suihuai speechlessly, "No more!"

She can make this kind of wooden hairpin by herself, so there is no need to spend so much money.

Even if you have money, you can't waste it like this.

If you are really rich, it is much more worthwhile to spend on public welfare assistance for patients and the quality of medicinal materials.

Bian Zhi frowned, thinking that the wooden hairpin was about to fall into his hands.

Suddenly, the people diagonally behind raised their cards again.

"120 million!" The host's eyes sparkled, "This Mr. Ou, bid 120 million!"

Duan Chengfeng's mouth was wide enough to stuff an egg, he couldn't believe it, he stared blankly at Ou Moyuan, who was insane and took advantage of him.

"Are you crazy? 120 million?! Buying such a broken hairpin?!"

No one would believe that this wooden hairpin is worth 120 million as a gift!

crazy!

crazy!

At this moment, someone leisurely raised a sign in the center of the arena.

"I'll offer 150 million." The man's voice was calm, his peach blossom eyes were not on the stands, he only stared at the girl beside him, his eyes were burning hot, and he was full of smiles.