Chapter 814, Sprinting hard!

Once the news that Garbo was a little princess of the Swedish royal family attracted the attention of people all over the world.

Almost all media reported on important pages, and major mainstream websites posted photos of Jiabao—

No matter what the report is from any country or any media, they will point out Qin Luo when reporting on Princess Jiabao - after all, the love story between the princess and the poor boy can always touch people's hearts and enhance readers' sense of immersion.

Even though Qin Luo is not a poor boy, they still enjoy writing this.

"He gave her life, she gave her love--"

"Princess Jiabao and Chinese medicine doctor Qin Luo live together unmarriedly, and go out in close contact and travel together-"

"It is rumored that Princess Jiabao is pregnant, and the child is named Qin Baobao——"

More and more reporters are flocking to Stockholm to follow up and report on this matter at a close distance.

Because the incident of Princess Jiabao heated up, Stockholm suddenly became a well-known city all over the world, and it actually ushered in its peak tourism period.

According to the official report of the Swedish Tourism Bureau, the Princess Jiabao incident only took only one day, and hundreds of thousands of tourists rushed over from all over the world, and there were still a steady stream of guests ready to leave. All Swedish hotels and hotels were full, and the luxury consumption record hit a new high.

Jiabao was still as usual, not knowing that her life had changed any changes. He was still as persistent as before: hugging the black cat and catching Qin Luo's clothes.

However, the lives of Qin Luo and others were greatly affected.

The royal hotel where Qin Luo and the others lived was announced by the media, and a large number of reporters were guarding the door every day. Even some local residents and tourists from other places ran to the door to see what this princess, who had been hidden in the Swedish royal family for more than ten years, and what was strange about the Chinese "poor boy" who soaked the princess away.

Even the guests in the Royal Hotel came to visit after knowing that the Swedish princess was staying in a hotel with them. Many people also sent invitations and asked to visit the Swedish princess and Qin Luo-

"Captain, you have to think of a solution." Sun Junlong stood in front of Qin Luo with a bitter face and said. "As soon as Zhang Guang and I left, we immediately followed a large group of reporters. We can't work wherever we go."

Sun Junlong volunteered to stay in Sweden to run a traditional Chinese medicine school. Originally, with Prince Philip's face, their work went smoothly. However, since the incident of Princess Jiabao was exposed, more and more reporters came over, and those who were "masters" around them also "benefited". As soon as they showed their faces, they would be surrounded by countless reporters, and reporters would follow them wherever they went - this kind of treatment was the same as that of international first-line stars.

Qin Luo smiled and said, "Even if we change to another hotel, we will probably be found out by the reporter soon."

"We have to think of a solution. Otherwise, the reporter will keep blocking the door and we can't even get out of the door." Zhang Guang said.

Qin Luo thought for a while and asked, "Have the location of the Chinese medicine school determined?"

"I found three suitable lands. I planned to ask you to take a look. It seems not easy now."

"Tell me the address." Qin Luo said.

Zhang Guang found the map and showed Qin Luo the three places they found.

"Which part is closest to the school?" Qin Luo asked. "It's better to be closer to the medical school."

"This piece." Zhang Guang drew a circle in one position. "This piece of land is next to the Royal Medical College of Stockholm, but we are afraid of causing direct competition, so we are not sure."

"There is pressure when there is competition," Qin Luo said. "Traditional medicine needs some pressure."

"Then choose it?"

"Just it." Qin Luo said. "Live an apartment around this land, and you can take the working group to move in first. This will also facilitate the work."

"What about you?" Zhang Guang asked worriedly.

"We're just staying in the hotel." Qin Luo said helplessly. Fortunately, he has no official duties now, so he only needs to help Jiabao treat him every day.

The doorbell in the room was ringed. Zhang Guang looked at Qin Luo in confusion, ran over and opened the door, and then saw Kalai and the translator Ruian standing at the door.

"Are Mr. Qin Luo here?" Ruian smiled and greeted Zhang Guang. There were too many dealings during this period, and everyone was very familiar with each other.

"Here," Zhang Guang said with a smile, then turned sideways and stood together, inviting Kalai and Ryan into the house.

Kalai and Ryan walked to Jiabao and bowed, shook hands with Qin Luo, and said, "Mr. Qin Luo, we have been instructed by Queen Madley to help you change your residence."

"Where did you go?" Qin Luo asked. It seemed that their situation was also seen by the Swedish royal family.

"The Palace." Ryan said.

"The Palace?" Qin Luo said in surprise.

"Yes. The Queen knows that it is very inconvenient for you to live here. In order to ensure your normal life and personal safety, Queen Madley invites Mr. Qin Luo and your companions to stay in the palace together." Ryan explained.

Qin Luo looked at Su Zi, nodded when he saw her, and said, "Thank you very much for Queen Madley's careful arrangements. We are willing to accept her kindness."

Qin Luo nodded, and they didn't have to worry about other things, so they would naturally be dealt with by the people brought by Kalai. Soon, the left-behind personnel of the Chinese Traditional Chinese Medicine delegation drove towards the Swedish palace in several luxury cars.

The convoy did not drive into the Swedish palace, but drove towards another corner of Queens Island. After a while, he stopped in front of a classical building complex with a strong Chinese style.

Prince Philip had already stopped here. When he saw the convoy stop, he quickly came over and explained to Qin Luo with a smile, "Originally, my mother meant to invite you to stay in the palace for a while, but she was worried that the reporters would report it randomly, so she would let you live here. - This is the Huaxia Palace, a completely Chinese-style building. See if it is suitable. If it is not suitable, we will look for another year of residence."

"How could there be such a place?" Qin Luo looked at the small palace in front of him and asked in confusion.

"This means that the friendship between Sweden and China has been ongoing for many years." Philip said with a smile.

Through Ruian's explanation, Qin Luo understood why there was such a Chinese-style palace on Queen's Island.

It turned out that the Chinese Palace was built in 1753 and was built by Swedish king Frederick to celebrate Queen Urrika's birthday on July 24. Because Queen Urrika really likes Chinese-style architecture.

This is a fusion of a Chinese palace and French Rococo-style architecture, combining the elegance of oriental architecture and the gorgeousness of western architecture. The entire building is bow-shaped, with the roof of the palace imitating the Chinese palace and carved with carved dragons.

"I'll take you in for a visit," Philip said with a smile. "It's very exquisite inside. When I was a child, I fell in love with it for the first time. Then I began to have a strong interest in Chinese culture. There are many people in the Swedish royal family who are Huaxiatong. They know many customs and allusions in China."

"This is our honor." Qin Luo said with a smile.

After arranging everyone, Prince Philip looked at Qin Luo and said solemnly: "The royal family is facing great pressure now. Many media have always focused on Jiabao's condition and speculated that this is a familial disease of the royal family - this has a great impact on the reputation of the royal family members."

"I understand what you mean." Qin Luo said. "I will cure Jiabao as soon as possible. At least, there must be a phased victory."

While Jiabao's identity was exposed to the world, traditional Chinese medicine has gained benefits that are difficult to calculate with money in this public opinion storm.

However, this also put great pressure on Qin Luo.

If he cannot cure Jiabao, wouldn’t the efficacy of traditional Chinese medicine be criticized and attacked?

Now, he and the Swedish royal family are on the same front. Their common goal is to cure Garbo.

"I know that saying this will make you feel embarrassed." Philip said apologetically.

"It should be." Qin Luo said without any mind.

After sending Prince Philip away, Qin Luo turned around and looked at Jiabao, and said with a smile: "Can we start treating the disease?"

Jiabao did not respond, but just looked at Qin Luo without blinking his big eyes.

Qin Luo took her hand and walked back to the room, letting her lie obediently on the big bed, then disinfected the silver needle by himself, preparing to enter her brain area again to help clean up.

After this period of conquest, Qin Luo has removed the small black dots. What he has to do today is to find a way to repair the shocking cracks.

"What happened that caused her brain to suffer such trauma?" This was a problem that Qin Luo had never been able to figure out.

Jiabao knows more and more how to cooperate with Qin Luo. When the silver needle is inserted into her body, he will not be scared and tremble. Sometimes he will open his eyes boldly and watch Qin Luo's movements-

The silver needle enters the acupoint, and the realm of entering the divine unfolds again.

Qin Luo began to gather his vitality and lead it to the first groove on the white paper.

However, as if mud was sinking into the sea, the first airflow that Qin Luo extradited suddenly fell into the ditch, disappearing without a trace.

Qin Luo drew another airflow, but the result was still the same as last time.

The arrogance in his bones was aroused, and then the extradition air flowed over again and again. But the groove seemed to be facing him, and every attempt to make up for it ended in failure.

When Qin Luo sat on the edge of the bed exhausted, the black crack was still wide open with his mouth as if mocking Qin Luo's incompetence.

Qin Luo had to admit that he encountered a difficult problem.

Jiabao jumped out of the bed, ran over and took a towel to wipe the sweat on Qin Luo's forehead.

Qin Luo looked at her in surprise, and she grinned and smiled at Qin Luo.
Chapter completed!