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Chapter 108 How much paste is loaded

Mu Qing and Mo Qingfeng went to the hospital together. Mrs. Mu, Mu Yuning and Lin Tairan had been waiting in the ward for a long time.

Lin Tairan looked at his watch displeased: "It's been half an hour and Mu Qing hasn't come yet. Is she afraid?"

Mu Yuning's mocking eyes were self-evident, and she said: "I guess I can't find anyone more powerful than Dr. Lin, so I feel too embarrassed to come here."

Mrs. Mu's disgust was visible to the naked eye, and she said: "There must be a limit to the nonsense. She said it will be today, and she won't come if she doesn't want to!"

A nurse knocked on the door of the ward: "Dr. Lin, Director, please come to the office."

Lin Tairan wondered what the dean wanted to do with him at this time.

However, Mu Qing did not appear here, and Lin Tairan was in a much better mood until Lin Tairan appeared in the dean's office.

Lin Tairan screamed because he saw Mu Qing in the office.

"Mu Qing, why did you go to the dean's office instead of going to Mr. Mu's ward?"

A group of them waited in the ward for a long time, but Mu Qing felt comfortable drinking tea in the dean's office.

Lin Tairan looked around, wondering why he didn't see the dean?

"You must be scared! Today we are going to see what we are really capable of. It is really ridiculous to come to the dean to plead for mercy. If I had known it would be like this today, I would have been better off not being so harsh yesterday."

Mu Qing leaned on the sofa with a lollipop in her mouth, raised her eyes slightly and said coldly: "I really want to open your brain and see how much paste is in it. What are you thinking about?"

Lin Tairan looked at the man sitting next to Mu Qing. He looked like a young man in his twenties, not too old. He had a model figure in suits and ties, and paired with his handsome face, he looked like Mu Qing's boyfriend.

He doesn't look like a medical practitioner.

Lin Tairan said disdainfully: "Is this the person you found to treat the old man?"

Mo Qingfeng smiled like a gentleman: "It's me."

Lin Tairan's arrogant eyes did not take the person in front of him seriously at all.

"If you want to find someone to pretend to be a doctor, find someone decent. He looks like a rich second generation who hangs out in bars. Being a doctor would be too unfair for him."

Mo Qingfeng raised the corner of his mouth and smiled and said: "Rich second generation? Thank you Dr. Lin for the compliment. I am quite rich, but I am not a second generation yet."

Lin Tairan spat inwardly, he was really as shameless as Miss Mu.

"Now that Miss Mu has found someone, let's go to Mr. Mu's place and have a look."

"Wait." Mo Qingfeng interrupted Lin Tairan.

Lin Tairan looked at Mo Qingfeng with more contempt: "What? You're afraid! You have to know that it's okay to be afraid. After all, my reputation is here. I don't care about Miss Mu. After all, she is also a little girl. You can go to Weibo

Just make an apology video."

Mo Qingfeng's attitude was still gentle and gentlemanly and said: "You misunderstood. What I want to say is, what is the evaluation standard for our treatment of Mr. Mu? The two of us treat him together. If the treatment effect is good, who gets it?"

Lin Tairan chuckled: "You are the only one who still wants to treat Mr. Mu with me? Whoever is more powerful than the one with the title and background will be the one."

Mo Qingfeng smiled: "This... is so bad."

Lin Tairan knew that Mo Qingfeng didn't have much ability, so he was scared when he heard about his title and background.

Who knew that Mo Qingfeng would say: "It makes me bully you."

Mu Qing glanced at Mo Qingfeng, who was smiling like a smiling fox.

Lin Tairan yelled: "Where did you get your face!"

Mo Qingfeng seemed not to have heard what he said and said: "It's better to be more realistic. Mr. Mu is still in a coma. Whoever can wake him up immediately wins."

Lin Tairan rolled his eyes and said: "It's ridiculous. The old man just came back from rescue and now needs to rest. You dare to say that you want him to wake up immediately."

Mo Qingfeng raised the corner of his mouth: "I have seen Mr. Mu's condition, and I am 100% sure that he will wake up immediately. I wonder if Dr. Lin can do it."

Lin Tairan smiled and said: "You? When you wake up depends on Mr. Mu's own mental condition. Don't you understand this kind of thing? You dare to promise me that I think you will go back to study for a few years."

"Oh." Mo Qingfeng responded calmly.

Lin Tairan picked up the landline in the dean's office and dialed: "Where's the security? Someone broke into the dean's office and took the person out."

Lin Tairan didn't wait for the security guard, he should have finished speaking, but waited until he kicked him in the leg.

"Security, I'll ask the security to send you away."

A voice came from behind.

Lin Tairan was kicked to the ground, turned around and said in shock: "Why are you the dean?"

Mo Qingfeng burst out laughing: "Did you think it was me who kicked you?"

Lin Tairan was ridiculed by Mo Qingfeng, pointing at him and saying: "Dean, these two sneaked into your office to cause trouble while you were away. I asked security to drive them out."

The dean was annoyed: "I invited these two to the office. Why are you sneaking around? I just went out to get a few bags of tea from the car. You are causing trouble for me!"

Please? Please come to the office? How is this possible?

"Dean, why are you covering up a nobody like him?"

The dean reminded: "Don't you know Mr. Mo?"

Mo Qingfeng sat upright with a calm smile on his face.

When the dean said this, he felt that Mo Qingfeng looked a little familiar.

The dean knocked on the table to remind: "I spoke at the International Medical Exchange Conference two years ago..."

Lin Tairan's expression suddenly changed.

"He...impossible, he..."

Lin Tairan recalled carefully that two years ago, the spokesman with a classical temperament in a long gown overlapped with Mo Qingfeng in a suit and leather shoes in front of him, and Lin Tairan turned pale.

How could Mu Qing know him and how could he invite him?

It is said that he has an eccentric temperament and never likes to attend events. He relies on his mood to see doctors and consultations. After all, he can achieve heights that are unreachable by relying on patents for scientific research results.

And because his identity was under special protection and no relevant information could be found on the Internet, Lin Tairan did not recognize him for a while.

Lin Tairan's complexion could be said to alternate between green and white. No wonder Mu Qing looked so sure of victory.

Mo Qingfeng pushed up his silver metal-rimmed glasses and said regretfully: "Dr. Lin, you suggested a fame comparison. I was afraid that I would use my fame to overwhelm you and refused. You still disliked it. Now you know that I am doing it for you."

Gentle words turned into deadly knives, piercing Lin Tairan's chest. He was indeed no match for fame.

He is known as the master of ancient medicine in China. He also has a state-authorized research institute and is a key national protection target for scientific research talents.

Mu Qing took Mo Qingfeng's wrist and said, "Let's go, Doctor Mo. Do you really want to stay and compete with Doctor Lin Tairan on your medical skills?"

Lin Tairan felt like he was slapped in the face and smiled. How could he compare with the ancient medical master...

Mu Qing raised her eyebrows provocatively: "Since Dr. Lin is no longer interested, I will go visit the patient."

When leaving the door of the office, Mo Qingfeng thought of something. He turned his head slightly and looked at Lin Tairan. His cold eyes flashed coldly through his glasses. The stern face of Mo Qingfeng had a kind of intimidation that was frightening.

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"Dr. Lin, there is something wrong with me. Not to mention that the things I protect are touched by others, even if they are coveted... I will not let them go."

Dare to use his sister as a stepping stone to do small tricks on the Internet? You are looking for death!


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