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【1910】What are you doing with your hands covered?

Walking up to the other party, Huang Zhilei pointed at the other party and asked: "Do you think this kind of thing can be concealed? You know that this matter may be related to life safety. We are here to ask you, and you should answer our questions honestly."

"Okay, okay, don't get too excited." Seeing this, Zhou Junpeng, who was in the office, stepped forward to pull down the sleeves of the excited fellow and reminded him, "This is Teacher Fu's office."

If you want to fight, don't fight on a third party's territory.

Looking at the sparkling scene in front of him, Fu Xinheng's expressionless face showed a trace of frown. He could only interrupt his work and lean back on the chair, and tapped the pen in his hand twice. He spoke to Zhou Junpeng.

Just like everyone else, his office should not become a battlefield for others.

He didn't expect that Cao Yong would personally come to his office to arrest someone, but his old classmate quarreled with Cao Yong in person without saying a word. After listening to what the two people were arguing for a long time, it reminded him of the day when the three of them had dinner.

The scene...it was obvious that something had happened. He asked, but neither Xie Wanying nor Chang Jiawei answered him.

"Doctor Fu, do you know what happened that day?" Cao Yong noticed his expression and asked him.

"No, I don't know." Fu Xinheng denied directly.

"It is impossible for Mr. Fu to know. If he knew, he would never hide it from others as long as it was based on work needs. Mr. Fu is not such a person." Zhou Junpeng spoke for his boss.

Although this robot is cold-hearted, he is a principled doctor and will not mess up like this playboy.

Gu Ma "We understand. He is the only one who knows." Huang Zhilei replaced Cao Yong and continued to lock Chang Jiawei, asking the other party to say, "What are you trying to do with your hands?"

When they questioned him, he was upset. Chang Jiawei banged his hands and patted the window sill, pretending to be angry, and said head-on: "Are you done? Where did you hear this nonsense from? What do they think I can know?"

Can I know anything?"

"They said that you and her were the only ones present when the incident happened. It was the two of you who gave first aid to the patient."

"Did someone from Beito San inform you? Impossible. I know people at my alma mater won't talk too much about patients' information. Is it so strange that you have nothing to learn about patients who are not yours?" Chang Jiawei frowned.

Wrinkle, it feels illogical somewhere.

"It's not Beidu San, it's Guozhi. The patient was transferred to Guozhi. The doctor from Guozhi asked Senior Brother Cao to go over for consultation, and mentioned this matter and asked us to come over to understand the situation, saying that you should know at the scene." Huang Zhilei said the source of the news.

, "Senior Brother Cao made it very clear to you at the beginning when he came in. We are here to understand the cause of the patient's illness. You are a doctor. Why did you cover up the situation? Do you want to delay the patient's treatment?"

"Are you really here to ask for the patient?" Chang Jiawei expressed full doubts and would not ask sooner or later. At this moment, he was desperate to catch up to him and seemed to be pestering him to death.

"I'm lying to you. We have the consultation form that Guozhi invited Senior Brother Cao." Huang Zhilei answered while making a gesture of picking something out of his pocket. "That patient has not been able to wake up after being treated in Guozhi. Guozhi's doctor

I remembered that I needed to ask for a neurosurgery consultation to check whether her brain function was damaged."

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