"But, is it moral to do this? We are doctors. We can't threaten patients in this way, right?" Wang Mingke said worriedly.

"Who said we were going to threaten him? We wanted him to hand over this prescription strangely, hand over the prescription one day earlier and undergo surgery one day earlier. I think this is feasible. After all, the key point of this matter is still your intern assistant. As long as she is willing, she will gain the trust of the patient. If our doctor does this, the intention will be too obvious."

"You are still trying to make her decision, right? Well, I don't care. Since you have the ability, I can't stop you." Wang Mingke sighed.

"A Ke, why bother with this matter? Although you and I have this relationship, I have not delayed your family. You have children and husbands now. What did I say? No, so this matter is my last begging you?" Qin Anhao was a little threatening.

"You are so embarrassed to say that my husband still doesn't know that his children who regard him as treasure are from other people's species. If he knows, he will not go crazy. You are still here to be good-natured," Wang Mingke said a little angrily.

"A Ke, I know, I'm sorry for you, but I can't do anything about it. Please help me. As a doctor, being able to win the Nobel Prize in Medicine is a lifelong pursuit of a doctor, let alone I will not forget you." After that, Qin Anhao, who was originally sitting on Wang Mingke's office chair, stretched out his hand and pulled down the blinds of the window. When he reached out again, he had already pulled Wang Mingke, who was not far away, into his arms.

"What are you doing? This is the office. Can you give me some face?" Wang Mingke begged.

"Face? What does this have to do with face?" Qin Anhao said strangely.

Wang Mingke didn't say anything, but just glanced at his desk. Qin Anhao also discovered this subtle movement. Looking at her eyes, he saw a vertical photo frame on one corner of the desk. There was actually Wang Mingke's family photo. Her husband was holding the child, and Wang Mingke snuggled in her husband's arms.

"I'm going to do it here."

"Go to the inner room, there is a bed there." Wang Mingke begged.

"No, it's here." Qin Anhao said angrily.

The conversation outside was shocking, which surprised Ding Changsheng and Jiang Hanhan who were hiding under the bed. Ding Changsheng was shocked that Qin Anhao was so talented that he could raise children for him, and he was willing to raise them. Of course, Wang Mingke's husband must not know. If he knew, he would definitely lose Qin Anhao.

Jiang Hanhan was shocked that his father's friend actually pushed him into such a fire pit and he talked about it with relish. If he hadn't eavesdropped on so many things here with Ding Changsheng tonight, he would have probably been told by Qin Anhao and Wang Mingke sooner or later.

At this time, the sound of a loose shirt untied, and occasionally one of Wang Mingke's high heels fell from his raised feet to the ground.

Then came a sound of slamming his mouth. Needless to say, Qin Anhao was already working hard, and it was very likely that he had already reached the point. Ding Changsheng had an idea and said to Jiang Hanhan: "It seems that they will not be able to leave for a while. Hurry up and turn the phone to mute it. If it is discovered, it will be troublesome. While saying that, he quickly switched his phone to mute it."

Jiang Hanhan was also shocked and couldn't help but admire Ding Changsheng's care.

"You stay here for a while, I'll go out to see the couple of dogs and men. They dare to make you think. I have to let them have a better memory. After saying that, without waiting for Jiang Hanhan to agree, he had already lifted the bedside quilt and crawled out. This time he climbed to the door like a dog. From this angle, he could see the scene outside clearly.

"Isn't this place good? Don't you like all kinds of excitement!"

Qin Anhao's hand still passed through Wang Mingke's arm, "Hehe, we're so co-op together, don't you want to?"

"It's really not possible. Listen to me, if I'm found out, I'll have no shame to see anyone..."

Wang Mingke made a heavy nasal sound like "Um... Um...", and his white and tender hands grabbed Qin Anhao's wrists. His white skin formed a sharp contrast with his slightly bronze-colored healthy skin. Her hands had no intention of exerting force at all, and perhaps she had no intention of pushing Qin Anhao away.
Chapter completed!