typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 118

As soon as Luoyang found a seat and sat down, a notification sound came from his phone that a new message had been received on WeChat.

He took out his phone and looked at it. It was a message from Bai Jing.

White Porcelain Doll: Master, I'm sorry. I worked overtime yesterday and was in a pit. My phone was not with me. I went back to sleep and woke up to find the message you sent me. Oops, I'm so exhausted, baby.

Luoyang: It's okay. I didn't stay long. I chatted with Brother Shi and then left.

White Porcelain Doll: Why are you talking to Brother Shi? Master, shouldn't you be talking to me?

Luoyang: I asked Brother Shi about raising Gu. He is from Yundi, and his wife is also from the Caotian tribe of Yundi. He knows a little bit about it, but you don’t understand. What should I talk to you about?

White Porcelain Doll: We can talk about the relationship between master and apprentice.

Luoyang was embarrassed and subconsciously glanced at Hu Bufei sitting next to him.

Hu Bufei had just fastened his seat belt and turned his eyes over: "What are you looking at?"

Luoyang said with a smile: "Brother Hu, I suddenly found that you are very handsome from the side, and you look a bit like a side profile."

Hu Bufei smiled: "Haha... what are you telling the truth about? Well, how about you look at my front again?"

He straightened his face.

Luoyang "appreciated" it: "The front is more ordinary."

Hu Bufei snorted lightly and dismissed this statement.

Luoyang's eyes returned to the screen. While he was chatting with Hu Bufei, Bai Jing sent him two more messages.

White Porcelain Doll: Master, there is really a tomb under Pit No. 8. Now we have excavated the stone bricks on the top of the tomb. Below is the hall of the tomb. It is very spectacular. It is a pity that I can’t take a photo for you. To make it up to you, Disciple

How about I send you a beautiful selfie?

The second message was a picture of a cat, very cute.

Luoyang felt that this disciple was becoming more and more unruly, so he sent a message back: I will go to Beidu and come back in two days. If there is anything discovered under Pit No. 8, or there are special circumstances, please remember to tell me.

White Porcelain Doll: Okay, Master, why are you going to Beidu?

Luoyang: Treat people.

White Porcelain Doll: I have never been to Beidu. Master, please bring me some local specialties from Beidu. Thank you.

Luoyang: Okay, I'm going to turn off the phone and talk later.

White Porcelain Doll: Good Master, have a safe journey.

Luoyang put away his cell phone and asked, "Brother Hu, what are the local specialties in Beidu?"

Hu Bufei grinned: "Siheyuan."

Luoyang: "..."

The stewardess came from the aisle and reminded passengers to fasten their seat belts and turn on airplane mode on their mobile phones. Passing by the seats of Hu Bufei and Luoyang, the stewardess deliberately slowed down and glanced at Luoyang secretly.

Men who are too handsome can sometimes be a burden.

The look in the stewardess's eyes was like a foodie suddenly discovering something delicious, but she was also a little disappointed.

It's a pity that I'm flying economy class. If I'm flying first class, I need a WeChat or phone number so I can contact you after landing. We can talk by candlelight at night and tell our hearts to each other. That would be great.

When the stewardess walked over, Luoyang lowered his voice: "Brother Hu, that stewardess was peeking at you just now. It can be seen that she likes a handsome man like you. Do you want to ask for her contact information?"

Hu Bufei was stunned for a moment, turned to look at the stewardess who had already walked over, and then shook his head: "My butt has no flesh, so it's not my type."

Luoyang sighed in his heart.

There's a reason why this guy is still single.

"By the way, how did you come to that conclusion last night? I've been thinking about it all night and I can't figure it out." Hu Bufei's brain usually doesn't stay on a woman for more than five seconds.

Luoyang was silent for a moment before saying: "It's very simple. Jiang Yue doesn't know who the person who held Liu Youshui's umbrella is. I determined this from the perspective of medical observation, and the accuracy rate is more than 90%. From this starting point

Went up to see Jiang Yue tearing up the page of the secret account. Didn't someone give her an order? A single order could make her betray her.

Liu Youshui, who has been raised with kindness, I can’t think of anyone else who can do this except for the mysterious organization or cult you are tracking down.”

Hu Bufei suddenly understood. He gave Luoyang a thumbs up and praised: "You can do it, you are so observant and your thinking is very careful. But why didn't you tell him this when Lao Zheng asked you last night?"

Luoyang said: "Brother Hu, I'm not from your company. Why am I doing so well? I don't want promotion or salary increase, and I don't need the leader's appreciation. But when these words come out of your mouth, then...

It’s different, my brother, I have to think about some situations for you.”

Hu Bufei nodded and reached out to pat Luoyang's shoulder.

The plane slid onto the runway, slowly accelerated, and after a sprint, it soared into the sky.

======

In the afternoon, a Hongqi car with a red license plate came under the inpatient building of Tianhe Hospital.

After getting off the car, Luoyang followed Hu Bufei into the building and took the elevator to the intensive care unit on the 25th floor.

In an office, Luoyang met Peng Haitao, director of the intensive care department, a middle-aged man in his forties with a thin face and a Mediterranean hairstyle, giving people a serious and capable impression.

Hu Bufei went straight to the point and explained his identity and purpose of coming, and then introduced Luoyang: "This is Luoyang, the miracle doctor we specially invited from Shu to solve the problem."

It was fine at first, but when he heard Hu Bufei talk about the miracle doctor and saw that Luoyang was so young and had thick hair, Peng Haitao's words became a bit strange: "Miraculous doctor? Haha, I have been working in Tianhe Hospital for twenty years.

I don't even dare to call myself a miracle doctor. I think this Mr. Luo is only in his twenties, but he has become a miracle doctor."

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Peng Haitao added: "Let me explain first, I have absolutely no intention of disrespecting anyone, I am just a little curious. Which authoritative department recognized the title of Mr. Luo as a miracle doctor?"

Hu Bufei frowned. Even he could hear the irony in these words, let alone Luoyang? He was about to have a fit, but Luoyang patted his shoulder and said lightly.

"The title of miracle doctor is not recognized by some authoritative department, but the patient's recognition of the doctor's medical skills. Therefore, there is only one standard, and that is medical skills."

"So, your medical skills are very good?" Peng Haitao had a sneer on his lips.

On the land of China, there is a very strange phenomenon, that is, the sense of regional superiority. The people of Beidu are undoubtedly the kings who stand at the top of the sense of superiority. They have a historically profound sense of superiority towards people from other places. Although

It’s a bit difficult to understand, but it is real. Of course, there is also a place where people feel that they are the most fashionable people on the land of China. Not only the people of Beidu, but also the people of Magic City in the east of the vast continent.

This is the situation before us. Tianhe Hospital is the top hospital in Beidu, so it must also be the best hospital in the country. If Peng Haitao can reach the position of director of the intensive care department at Tianhe Hospital, he must be the top doctor in the country.

In addition, he is a native of Beidu, so a young doctor from Shu dared to call him a miracle doctor in front of him. Isn't this asking for regional discrimination?

Luoyang responded with a smile: "Director Peng, if you could cure Tian Guolong, I wouldn't come here, right?"

Peng Haitao was suddenly speechless, as if something was stuck in his throat.

The conversation in Luoyang changed: "Brother Hu, please take me to see the patient." Five

The famous Tianhe doctor showed off his superiority to his head, and he was not used to that problem.
This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next