She wants to buy beauty medicine, and you turn her into a succubus?

Chapter 63 Diao Haifan

Diao Haifan picked up a cigarette with satisfaction, lit it and exhaled the smoke comfortably.

At this time, the computer received a private message.

Diao Haifan clicked on it to check and found that it was sent by a person with the ID of Cat Demon King.

Cat Devil:
"Do you like making up obscene rumors so much?"

Diao Haifan snorted coldly and replied with contempt:
"Are you not the flower protector?

Feiyangyang, Xiyangyang won't move, push it quickly."

Cat Devil:
"You're making up disgusting things out of thin air. Don't you think you're disgusting?"

Diao Haifan frowned.

How does this cat devil speak without using any curse words?

He suddenly realized:
"Oh, you are a woman, no wonder.

Are you a roast chicken too?
Are you here to protect your own kind? Hehehe."

Cat Devil:
"She worked so hard to get into Nanhai Medical University, and she was about to finish her internship and stay in the hospital. Why did she do this?"

Diao Haifan sneered and replied:

"Beaker might as well die of anger, hehe."

Cat Devil:
"Since you like to spread obscene rumors so much, I curse you to have the same attitude in real life as you do online."

Diao Haifan almost died of laughter.

I’ve seen people curse their household registration books to ascend to heaven, but I’ve never seen anyone curse someone so gently.

Tsk tsk tsk, what a young troll.

He replied:

"Hehehe, little beaker, it doesn't hurt at all when you curse at me, hehehe."

. . . . . .

The next morning.

Diao Haifan went to work in high spirits. He came to the workshop to change his clothes, took the cleaning tools and went to clean the stairwell first.

"Good morning." The middle-aged woman who was also a cleaner greeted Diao Haifan with a smile.

Diao Haifan was about to say "Good morning" in reply, but there was a force that prevented him from saying "Good morning".

He made a strange mistake and said:

"Morning, old Beaker."

The cleaning lady was stunned for a moment:
"What did you say? What kind of cup is a beaker?
Do you want a cup? I'll get it for you."

Diao Haifan sneered:

"Beaker, did you just finish your morning exercises? You seem to be in a good mood."

The cleaning lady smiled and replied:

"Yeah, I've been doing morning exercises recently.

I won't talk about that for now. I'm going to clean the next floor."

Diao Haifan came to his senses only after the cleaning lady left.

He covered his mouth in disbelief.

What's wrong with you?
Fortunately, the aunt didn’t know what beaker and morning exercises meant.

He quickly lit a cigarette to calm himself down:
"I must have masturbated too much last night. I won't dare to masturbate as much tonight."

. . . . . .

Diao Haifan walked back to the cleaning room, where his supervisor had been waiting for him for a long time.

The supervisor smiled and patted Diao Haifan on the shoulder:

"Good boy, you have been doing well recently.

I said it was right to let you be in charge of Mr. Kong’s ward, right?
Mr. Kong has been discharged from the hospital and he speaks highly of you.

The higher-ups are happy and decided to promote you to deputy director."

Kong Qianqiu was able to recover from such a serious illness. This medical miracle made Nanhai Medical University famous.

The hospital leaders decided to reward all the doctors and nurses in charge of Kong Qianqiu, even Diao Haifan, the contract cleaner, was not left out.

Diao Haifan was overjoyed:
"Brother, don't fool me!"

The supervisor pretended to be dissatisfied and said:
“Can it be fake?
Now follow me to the administrative department to meet the leader.

You have to treat me tonight!"

The cleaners at Nanhai Medical University are under the responsibility of the administrative department.

The two came to the administrative department and knocked on the door and went in.

The director of the administration department is a 30-year-old woman. The supervisor looked respectful:

"Director Zhao, this is Comrade Diao Haifan."

Director Zhao looked at Diao Haifan and said kindly:
"Please take a seat and let's talk."

Diao Haifan sat down stiffly, feeling both surprised and nervous.

If I become the deputy supervisor of the cleaning staff, my salary will definitely increase significantly, and I might even be given a separate dormitory.

I can bring my girlfriend who lives in another city to live in Nanhai.

Director Zhao crossed his fingers and said:

“To be honest, I’m very busy with work, so I don’t have much time to care about my comrades at the grassroots level.

May I ask what you have in your life...?”

There is a mysterious force influencing Diao Haifan's brain.

He interrupted Director Zhao:
"Busy? Busy delivering cannons to the hospital leaders?"

Director Zhao frowned:

"What did you say?"

Diao Haifan looked at Director Zhao obscenely:
"I thought, you became the office director at such a young age, you must have sold your body, right?"

Director Zhao said angrily:
"Comrade Diao Haifan, please watch your words!
I, Zhao Lan, graduated with a master's degree. Everything I have is the result of my hard work! "

Diao Haifan suddenly realized:
"Yeah, right, work hard. Work hard every night in the hospital leader's room, right?"

Director Zhao was so angry that his face turned pale:

"I, I don't even have a boyfriend because of my work, you, you have to be responsible for what you said!"

Diao Haifan chuckled:
"How can you not have a boyfriend? Are all the men in the hospital your boyfriend? Hehe, Beaker."

The supervisor was completely confused.

Is Diao Haifan crazy?
The supervisor glared at Diao Haifan:
"You came here after drinking!"

Diao Haifan glanced at the supervisor with disdain:
"You've slept with this woman a lot, Feiyangyang, how is it, is it moisturizing?"

Director Zhao was so angry that he was shaking all over, and pointed at the door with shaking fingers:

"Get out!"

The supervisor felt as if he had been pardoned. He grabbed Diao Haifan by the collar and quickly walked out of the office door.

Diao Haifan's mind only became clear after he reached the corridor.

His mouth opened in horror.

What did I just say?!

Diao Haifan stammered and explained:
"Boss, I'm sorry, I..."

The supervisor glared at Diao Haifan fiercely:
"You're messing with me on purpose, aren't you?

You're done, you're fired, pack up and get out!"

It's good enough that Diao Haifan was fired in this situation.

You will go to jail for spreading rumors.

Diao Haifan walked out of the workshop in a daze, pulling his suitcase, thinking about going to the stairwell to smoke a cigarette before leaving.

He smoked a cigarette, grabbed his hair in pain, and tears fell.

How could this be?
The tired-looking woman smoking at the staircase handed over a tissue and whispered softly:
"Who's sick at home?

You have to be strong, bro.

We, the patients’ family members, cannot afford to fall down as well.”

Diao Haifan wanted to explain that he was not a relative of the patient.

However, a mysterious force was affecting Diao Haifan's brain.

Diao Haifan said viciously:
"You're a woman who smokes, and I can tell from the first glance that you're not a good person.

Women like you have had sex with many men, right? When are you going to try it with me?"

The woman screamed:
"What did you say! Husband! There's a hooligan teasing me!"

Outside the stairwell, the woman's husband heard his wife's screams, rushed in angrily, and beat Diao Haifan severely.

Diao Haifan kept complaining while getting beaten:
"Hehe, a bus and a minotaur, hehe."

. . . . . . .

Diao Haifan ran out of the hospital with a bruised face and nose, and covered his mouth in fear on the street.

What's wrong with you?
Could it be that the curse of the cat devil has come true! ?
No, it can't be like this!
He was wronged to death.

(End of this chapter)