Chapter 1187: It's a success, met a disciple (2)

"You sent the information of the three of them. I immediately asked someone to do it. I can definitely do it for you in two days. However, because it takes time, the ID card can only be a temporary ID card for now."
Chen Pei said cheerfully.
"That's good, thank you Director Chen."
"Oh, no thanks, just Master Yang, you just said ..."
Chen Pei looked at her a little hesitantly and asked.
"When you send me the hukou book, I will of course give it to you, and I will dispense you a medicine to ensure that Director Chen has no worries."
"Haha, thank you very much, Master Yang."
Chen Pei was very happy to get her approval.
"That being the case, then Director Chen, I will not bother and leave first."
Yang Zimei frowned.
"Master Yang, don't sit for a while? How about I invite you to a light meal?"
Chen Pei hurried.
"Director Chen, you're welcome. You're busy. I still have work to do."
Yang Zimei didn't want to spend too much time on unnecessary entertainment.
She and Chen Pei just use each other's relationship, not friends, and don't want to waste time.
Chen Pei was a little sorry, but helpless, "Well, please Master Yang, please."
"Okay, you're busy. Don't give it away."
Yang Zimei nodded at him.
"Director Chen, we are leaving."
Always watching, Min Gang said quietly to Chen Pei.
"Okay, Xiaogang, come to my house to play more."
Chen Pei took out the tone that was familiar to Min Gang.
"Okay, bye."
Min Gang nodded politely and walked out with Yang Zimei.
Just stepped out of the door and met her disciple Huang Yunguo.
Huang Yunguo was sent to the field to carry out his mission some time ago, and he has not returned for a long time.
Yang Zimei also did not see him for a while.
"Master--"
Huang Yunguo cried in surprise when she saw her.
Although Yang Zimei did not let him be called a master, Huang Yunguo insisted on calling Yang Zimei, who was much younger, as a master.
"You're back?"
Seeing him suddenly, Yang Zimei was also very happy.
"Yes, I just came back this morning and I'm going to visit you after finishing the mission."
Huang Yunguo scratched the back of his head very ruthlessly, as if he didn't immediately visit her once he returned, it was a grave sin.
"It's okay, haven't you met now? How's the mission going?"
When Yang Zimei saw him, he seemed to be a little thin, his face paled a little, and he seemed to be injured, so he asked with concern.
"Finally, the drug syndicate was terminated, but he was shot and lay in the hospital for a week."
Huang Yunguo had no sadness on his face, but said in joy, "The doctor said that if I had been shot like this by another person, I would have hung up long ago, wondering how I would have such a tenacious will to life and recovery. That ’s why I ’m practicing air guidance. If it was n’t for you, Master, who taught me air guidance, I would have hung up long ago. Master, I really thank you so much.

"That's why you shouldn't die."
Yang Zimei smiled and let him stretch out her hand to give her a pulse.
Finding that his pulse was still a little weak, and his body was not fully recovered, he was asked to sit in a nearby chair and let him lift his clothes to look at the wound.
Huang Yun's state embarrassedly tucked up his clothes.
In a sense, Yang Zimei was his master, but he was also a young girl. He sacked clothes in front of her, more or less shy.
Yang Zimei didn't expect this.
In the eyes of doctors, patients are just patients, there is no distinction between men, women and children.

[Sleepy tonight, Xi wants to go to bed early, can only be here, good night everyone]