A group of doctors were getting ready to get out of the car.
Jiang Mingzhu excitedly called her junior sister, Dr. Xie, to tell her what had just happened.
After learning that the senior sisters and brothers had saved people, Xie Wanying smiled: It's not surprising at all.
Jiang Mingzhu said: "No, it's not us, it's Dr. Wen Zihan you just mentioned."
"She went to the station?"
"Yes, she said she came to pick up her cousin and happened to run into us, but we think she may have a personal relationship with your leader."
Senior sister's words were too important. Xie Wanying had to raise the antenna above her head to listen. At the same time, beside her, the group of guests who came to her home did not leave. They came over one by one to follow this talk about Fu robot.
breaking news.
"Where is your leader? Let me look for it -" Jiang Mingzhu tiptoed quietly.
I saw that her husband, Dr. Yu, was complaining about the robot before, but now he has lost his voice. I wonder what Dr. Yu is actually thinking about!
"He owes us." Yu Xuexian said into Tao Zhijie's ear.
Come on, Tao Foye, let's demand justice from the robots.
How to get it back?
There just happened to be such an opportunity.
"Our hospital wants to develop the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, but has been suffering from not recruiting suitable talents." Tao Zhijie said in a low voice, an enigmatic smile appeared on his drooping baby face, "Look back, I have to report to Dean Wu.
."
"Absolutely, it should be!" Yu Xuexian smashed his fist in his hand.
When I went to tell Dean Wu this, I had to add a little more detail, and there was no need for them to make it up. There was so much ready-made material that could be reported, and it was no exaggeration at all.
For example, Zhang Da Mo Wang didn’t know when he rushed up to hold Dr. Wen’s hand: “You have returned to China. You should tell me and have a meal together. I have always wanted to thank you properly.”
The non-Guozhi people looked at it and wanted to roll their eyes: Demon King Zhang, let go of your magic hand!
"You don't have to be so polite, Director Zhang. You and my grandfather are close friends," Zhang Zihan said.
Zhang Huayao's small gray eyes rolled down: Why didn't this girl mention the other person? It was obviously not Grandpa Wen but him. Oh, you were afraid of causing trouble to him, right?
After receiving the leader's signal, Shen Youhuan came up and said, "Let's eat together."
These two people knew about her brother Fu, and what they meant was that they asked him to come and have dinner with her.
Wen Zihan said: "I came to pick up my cousin on my grandfather's instructions."
I wonder if Mr. Wen asked her to take her cousin back because he wanted to lecture her cousin.
A group of people around me realized this: this Chinese medicine girl is a master of Tai Chi.
Wen Shining could only scratch his neck with his hand. He was a little embarrassed to tell the girl that he was actually cooperating with his grandfather.
"Okay, let's go to your grandpa's house for dinner another day." Zhang Huayao shouted, changing his strategy accordingly.
Demon King Zhang: If you don’t come, why don’t I find you?
The people from the National Association frowned. Yu Xuexian turned to discuss with Tao Zhijie: "Dean Wu needs to be encouraged."
The biggest problem was that Dean Wu didn't have a thick face. He almost gave up Dr. Xie, the most outstanding surgical student in their school, to others.
"I found him." Jiang Mingzhu said, looking at the figure in the car window.
Perhaps hearing this sound, Wen Zihan's eyes unconsciously glanced at the car window when others were not paying attention and then immediately turned back.
On the train, Fu Xinheng slowly put the acupuncture box back into the bottom of his briefcase and took out his cell phone from his shirt pocket to answer Grandpa Wen's call.
Thank you for your support, good night, dear friends~
