I got married to an orthopaedic surgeon

Liang Dongyan was stunned for a moment, "Why did you suddenly borrow money?"

Han Chen: "I need it urgently."

Liang Dongyan pondered for a moment, "You looked for Uncle Zhang, you looked for Bureau Feng, and now you're looking for me...the Han family..."

"Borrow or not?" Han Chen was impatient.

"..." Liang Dongyan said, "You can't borrow in vain."

"What conditions?" Han Chen asked.

Liang Dongyan: "Your card of 'Chasing the Central Plains' is not for nothing, you know who I want to find."

Han Chen suddenly fell silent.

Liang Dongyan calmed down and said solemnly: "Since you have decided to make a comeback in Dongjiang Dongshan, you can't just live on your little salary, can you?"

Han Chen: "The salary of the First Hospital of Dongda University is not low."

Liang Dongyan smiled, "It's not low, but compared with you in the imperial capital?"

Han Chen was speechless.

Liang Dongyan said earnestly: "Since you have decided to settle here, at least you have to give the other party financial security. You don't think about yourself, you have to think about Ms. Zhou."

Han Chen said in a deep voice, "What's the matter with her?"

Liang Dongyan said: "Have you ever thought about it, in case the person Miss Zhou is dealing with is not Yu Yizhou, but someone with a little bit of tricks and background, with your status as nothing now, you can protect her?"

Seeing that Han Chen was still silent, Liang Dongyan continued: "If you plan to stay here and settle down, just being a small doctor is definitely not enough. You should know about Dr. Lu in the Cardiac Surgery Department of your hospital. His grandfather was the imperial capital back then. He came from the health department, and was later transferred to Dongjiang to be the head of the health department here. Now? That Dr. Lu has been bullied by his superiors for eight years. To put it bluntly...a phoenix with hair is not as good as a chicken, you You should know what I mean."

Han Chen couldn't help tightening his hand holding the phone.

Of course, Han Chen had heard about this "Doctor Lu", because this "Doctor Lu" was the doctor who operated on his mother.

The Lu family is a big family in Beijing, the family is huge, and the relationship is intricate and goes deep into every aspect.

And that "Doctor Lu" family is a branch of the Lu family's intricate family vein.

At that time, Dr. Lu's grandfather was still alive, and their family had a great reputation in Dongjiang. With the endorsement of the big Lu family in the capital of God, it was even more prosperous for a while.

However, a big family does not necessarily bring prosperity, but may also result in power struggles, intrigues, and alienation.

Since the death of Dr. Lu's grandfather, their family has been going downhill. After Dr. Lu entered the First Hospital of Dongdae University, he met the deadly enemy of his father's generation. He oppressed Dr. Lu for eight years, and it was difficult for him to be promoted.

Not to mention that Han Chen's current situation is exactly the same as that of Dr. Lu, it is not bad.

He was alone, leaving everything in the imperial capital behind, and ran to Dongjiang.

Without the Han family's endorsement, he had to rely on himself for everything he encountered in Dongjiang.

Liang Dongyan's words were obviously reminding him that if he came, he would be safe. Since he decided to leave the Han family, he should rely on himself to form his own network of relationships, so as not to be manipulated by the Han family in the future.

"Have you figured it out?" Liang Dongyan asked.

Han Chen: "What's your purpose?"

"Take the money." Liang Dongyan did not hesitate.

Han Chen: "What project?"

Liang Dongyan smiled, "Intellectual property registration service. You have issued so many patents, you should know this business."

Han Cheng was still thinking.

Liang Dongyan already had a plan, "Don't pretend, I know, you already have this idea, otherwise you wouldn't have come to Dongjiang from the imperial capital."

Without waiting for Han Chen to agree, Liang Dongyan asserted, "If you don't speak, I will take it as your agreement."

"Well," Han Chen said in a low voice.

Liang Dongyan: "Send me the bank card number. At ten o'clock tomorrow morning, 20 will arrive on time."

Han Chen closed his phone and sank into the sofa. He leaned tiredly on the back of the sofa, looked up at the ceiling, and fell into deep thought.

After a while, he still couldn't calm down. He picked up his mobile phone and sent Liang Dongyan his bank card number. Bored, he flipped through it casually.

In the circle of friends, Du Moliang posted a set of pictures, which were some pictures of his nephew Zong Yi.

The accompanying text is to wish his nephew Zong Yi a happy third birthday.

Han Chen nodded silently.

Soon, Du Moliang sent a message: Zong Yi's birthday party on the weekend, let's "compete in the Central Plains" get together?

Han Chen: Isn't it convenient?

Du Moliang replied enthusiastically: What's the inconvenience?You, me, and my sister's family are all on the same floor, and you can't see him when you look up. You've seen Xiao Yi too. Don't you still tease him?Don't give me face as an old senior?

Han Chen: No.

Du Moliang continued: Don't worry, it's not just our family, we also invited other friends, Zhong Zhicheng, Wen Luan, Wen Lu, I don't know if Lu Yaocheng will come or not, but you basically know them.

Han Chen: What time does it start?

Du Moliang didn't realize it for a while: You agreed?

Han Chen: Yes.

Du Moliang sent an emoji with a surprised panda face.

He also said: Next Sunday, at three o'clock in the afternoon.

Han Chen: Good.

Du Moliang: You must come.

Han Chen didn't reply again, and was about to put down his phone, when he accidentally saw Zhou Mo's dialog box.

Holding the mobile phone in one hand, he opened the drawer under the coffee table with the other, and took out the "Yuxi" and lighter inside.

Pulling out one point, he poured out the cloud, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes were locked on the WeChat message list page, Zhou Mo's dialog box.

Inexplicably, I remembered that when she asked him to see Liu Kai's father today, Zhou Mo asked him "Have you rested yet?"...

He clicked on Zhou Mo's dialog box with his thumb, and then clicked on the input box, thinking for a long time.

Send a sentence: Have you rested?

Zhou Mo quickly replied: No, what's the matter?

Han Chen looked at the screen and chuckled, inexplicably relieved. Seeing the half of the cigarette that he couldn't finish for a while, he simply stuck it in the ashtray and snuffed it out.

Leaning comfortably on the sofa, he continued to send messages: next Sunday, are you free?

Zhou Mo: Is there something wrong?

Han Chen: It's all right.

Zhou Mo:? ? ?

Han Chen smiled. Last time he sent a question mark, Zhou Mo sent three consecutive ones this time, obviously repaying his dissatisfaction last time.

He changed his words: something happened.

Zhou Mo: Talk about something.

Han Chen scratched his brow with his thumb, and couldn't help but sneer in a self-deprecating sneer. Is this the turn of Feng Shui?

He said: take you to a place.

Zhou Mo: Where?

Han Chen: Good place.

Zhou Mo: What good place?

Han Chen: A party.

Zhou Mo: What did you study?

Han Chen: No, personal.

Zhou Mo: What do you want me to do at a private party?

Han Chen: You don't go to work on weekends.

Zhou Mo: What do you mean, you want me to accompany you?

Han Chen: Yes.

Zhou Mo: Are you socially afraid?

Han Chen laughed angrily at Zhou Mo's brain circuit, and simply replied: You should be like this.

Zhou Mo replied: What can I do for you?

Han Chen: You are responsible for eating.

Zhou Mo: Is there such a good thing?

Han Chen originally wanted to reply "Is there anything good about following me", but he deleted it in the middle of typing.

Resend: Hmm.

Zhou Mo sent a saluting emoji.

The corners of Han Chen's lips curved slightly.