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Chapter 641: 535, It’s Alright to Open a Hospital (Seeking Monthly Tickets)_2 Chapter 641: 535, It’s Alright to Open a Hospital (Seeking Monthly Tickets)_2 “Yang, I thought you didn’t want me anymore,”

Doctor Guan, clinging to Yang Hao’s neck, said with grievance.@@novelbin@@

Recently, having seen the news about Yang Hao, she was aware that there were many outstanding women around her wealthy boyfriend, which inevitably made Guan Mengmeng feel insecure.

“How could that be?”

Yang Hao comforted her, gently stroking the part of Doctor Guan that she was most proud of.

The feel was still the same.

“You bad man~”

Doctor Guan cooed flirtatiously, her face flushing while a flame ignited in her watery eyes…

The Porsche Cayenne was equipped with privacy glass, and the privacy protection was very effective.

Also, since Doctor Guan was wearing a skirt today, both the timing and circumstances were favourable, making everything inevitably follow a natural course.

Outside.

Two men, about thirty years old, were walking toward the parking lot while conversing in low voices.

“Zhiwen, I’m advising you to give up.

Everyone in the hospital says that Doctor Guan’s boyfriend is a wealthy tycoon; there’s no chance,”

“Not seeing him doesn’t mean he doesn’t exist.

Besides, Doctor Guan’s boyfriend has been to the hospital before, and the couple even went to the cafeteria together!”

“In any case, seeing is believing!”

“I won’t give up without seeing Mengmeng’s boyfriend, and even if I do see him, I won’t give up.

I can’t believe I can’t move her…”

The speaker, Zhang Zhiwen, was a newly arrived medical doctor at Jiangcheng Second Hospital, currently working in the same department as Guan Mengmeng.

“I’m going to message Mengmeng right now and ask her to have dinner,”

Zhang Zhiwen said as he took out his phone and opened the top conversation.

The last message was a good morning sticker he had sent Guan Mengmeng that morning, which hadn’t received any response.

“Zhiwen, weren’t we supposed to go drinking?”

“It’s rare to get off work early!” his companion grumbled, pouting.

“Let’s see what Mengmeng says…

”

Zhang Zhiwen casually responded and then typed in the chat box: Mengmeng, there’s a new Japanese restaurant on the pedestrian street, how about me treating you to dinner there?

After typing, Zhang Zhiwen didn’t immediately send it, but read it over silently, pondering whether it was appropriate to send it like that.

Just then, his companion, as if having discovered something incredible, bumped him hard with his elbow: “Damn, Zhiwen, look!!”

“Look at what?”

“I’m busy messaging Mengmeng!”

Zhang Zhiwen remained indifferent, not even lifting his head.

“Still messaging?”

“Message my ass!”

“Look at Mengmeng’s car!” His companion’s voice was almost hysterical.

“Huh?”

Feeling the urgency in his friend’s tone, Zhang Zhiwen finally looked up, following the direction pointed by his friend’s finger, and then he saw the familiar red Cayenne ‘dancing.’

“This?”

“Mengmeng’s car is broken?”

Zhang Zhiwen adjusted the glasses perched on his nose bridge: “I should ask if she needs help.”

“Damn!”

“Are you crazy!!”

His companion looked at Zhang Zhiwen with a speechless expression: “Think again about what this implies!!”

“Uh?”

Zhang Zhiwen steadied himself and observed the rhythm of the goddess’s Cayenne ‘dancing,’ his face slowly turning from puzzled to conflicted, and finally to despair.

“This, this can’t be true!”

“Mengmeng is such a pure girl; she can’t be that kind of person!”

Zhang Zhiwen couldn’t reconcile the pure and lively Guan Mengmeng with the scene he was witnessing.

His companion sighed softly: “It just goes to show that everyone has a side you normally don’t see.”

“And it’s no big deal; in moments of passion, probably most couples have done such things!”

His companion, touching his chin and reminiscing, said: “Don’t just mention the car, Jiajia and I even did it in the school field…”

“Cough, anyway, it’s no big deal!”

Zhang Zhiwen clenched his fists tightly, his teeth gritting audibly: “No!”

“It’s not like this!!”

With his emotions forcibly suppressed, Zhang Zhiwen couldn’t help but let out a long howl to the sky.

His companion shook their head gently, an involuntary tune of “A Spray of Plum Blossoms” playing in their mind.

At that moment, a calm voice suddenly sounded from behind Zhang Zhiwen, “Zhiwen, what are you doing?”

“Is it the stress from work?”

The voice from behind was very familiar.

Zhang Zhiwen instinctively turned his head, only to see the department head standing not far away.

Aware of his own irrational behavior, Zhang Zhiwen took a deep breath, only managing to awkwardly respond, “Director Xu, my grandfather has passed away.”

“I see.”

“Condolences.”

Director Xu nodded sympathetically and then got into his car.

After watching his superior get into the car, Zhang Zhiwen’s eyes turned towards the bounding Cayenne, his mood growing heavier with the bouncing of the car.

“Zhiwen, let’s go.”

“Let’s go have a drink!”

Seeing Zhang Zhiwen on the verge of losing control, his companion quickly tugged at his arm.

“I want to see when it will end.”

Zhang Zhiwen, gritting his teeth, replied before striding toward his Camry.

His car was parked not far across from Guan Mengmeng’s, from where he could perfectly observe the Cayenne.

His companion, helpless, could only sit beside him in the passenger seat, while Zhang Zhiwen silently took out his phone and started the stopwatch…

The companion was speechlessly observing the scene.

The goddess is having fun in the car with someone else while you’re timing outside; what kind of move is this?

Is it to feel involved?

After 34 minutes and 51 seconds.

The Cayenne finally stopped.

Zhang Zhiwen looked at the time displayed on his phone, his eyebrows twisted into knots.

The past 34 minutes and 51 seconds could be said to be the most torturous moments in his 31 years of life.

What’s more deadly was that this time didn’t represent everything, for he saw the Cayenne moving already when he observed it!

Which means the rival’s real strength: unknown.

“Zhiwen, let’s go.”

His companion gently patted Zhang Zhiwen’s shoulder.

“I want to see what kind of man stole Mengmeng from me!”

Zhang Zhiwen shook his head unwillingly, but just then the back door of the Porsche Cayenne opened, and a tall, handsome man stepped out.

Seeing this man, Zhang Zhiwen, who had initially planned to confront him, suddenly lost his nerve; the other man was taller than him, more handsome, and the duration was that long!

Additionally, judging by his clothes and manner, he truly seemed like the wealthy man rumored to be!

With such a stark contrast, Zhang Zhiwen’s feeling of unwillingness gradually dissipated, admitting defeat without complaint.

“That must be Mengmeng’s wealthy boyfriend, I had heard he was rich but never imagined he’d also be so handsome,” remarked the companion, having also seen Yang Hao.

Meanwhile, Zhang Zhiwen silently started his car, then accelerated out of the parking spot and swiftly fled from the parking lot.

Yang Hao was unaware he had inadvertently hurt a medical PhD.

He and Guan Mengmeng had agreed to have dinner together after playing two rounds of games; it was time to replenish their energy.

After Yang Hao settled into the driver’s seat of the Wenjie, Guan Mengmeng, having adjusted her attire, also got out of the car.

Doctor Guan didn’t want to separate from Yang Hao, so she left her car in the hospital parking lot and sat in the Wenjie M9’s passenger seat.

“Yang, how long will you be staying this time?”

Having just experienced an unprecedented encounter, Guan Mengmeng’s face was flushed.

She was belatedly shy—it had taken place in the hospital parking lot after all, and her Cayenne was quite conspicuous; she was a bit worried about being spotted.

However, she had just been carried away by her feelings, initially intending only for some hugs and kisses.

“A couple of days, I guess.”

After the bar opening ceremony, Yang Hao had to deal with some trivial matters before planning to return to Hucheng.

With his main business now in Hucheng, the most economically developed city in the country, Yang Hao would likely be based there in the future.

“So soon?”

Doctor Guan felt a bit disappointed, her lower lip instinctively pouting.

Yang Hao touched her forehead saying, “If you miss me, you can always move to Hucheng!”

“I could even open a hospital for you!”

“Ah?”

“Can I?”

If it had been another man, Guan Mengmeng would never have believed such words, but coming from Yang Hao, amidst her shock, she was genuinely moved.

For Doctor Guan, whether or not a hospital opened was not the crucial part.

Being in the same city as Yang Hao was what truly mattered; otherwise, having to be apart like this time was sincerely distressing!