Chapter Seventy-Three: Discharge
Huo Sanye opened the door after washing, the loose bathrobe was lazily draped over the man's shoulders, and after seeing the person who came, he squinted, and said with a smile: "Whose room is this?" ”
"Madame's. Chen Yong lowered his eyes, not daring to look around.
"Did you knock on the door just now?" asked Huo Sanye nonchalantly.
"The subordinate is guilty. Chen Yong lowered his head, he suddenly missed Xu Sen very much, at least if Xu Sen opened the door, he might not have made the third master so angry, alas.
"You also go to country M to investigate the National Council, and everyone's information must be complete. Huo Sanye casually took the paper bag in Chen Yong's hand and looked at him coldly, "I don't worry about handing over the affairs of Country Y to others, I will give you half a month." ”
"Yes. "Chen Yong wants to cry without tears, that is country M! It is not a problem to provoke war, diplomacy is like child's play, and country M is firing anytime and anywhere!
Jiulin smiled and watched Chen Yong retreat with a sad face, and asked kindly, "The third master is deflated?"
Chen Yong closed his eyes in despair, it was better to let him lose some money, "Brother Jiu, if I am killed, remember not to let Xu Sen touch my private treasury." ”
"Rest assured. Jiulin patted Chen Yong's shoulder in understanding.
The blood was drawn and tested on the instrument, and three days passed like this.
Song Ci didn't succeed in following Huo Sanye home in the end, after all, Doctor Wan didn't allow it. As a patient, the doctor's advice should still be respected.
Wan Qingheng checked Song Ci's blood report and various body functions, and was surprised to find that there was not much virus left in her body, and turned his head to ask Qiao Sen: "The drug we developed earlier can kill the alpha virus?"
"We've tried, and we've only been able to kill a small amount. Qiao Sen said with difficulty, he was also curious about it, "It may be the effect of RH9." He was a little skeptical, after all, the machine was only for pathological cardiopulmonary dysfunction, and it was really uncertain whether it would be useful for cardiopulmonary diseases caused by viruses.
Wan Qingheng looked at the half-human-tall small instrument and asked Song Ci, "How do you feel?"
Song Ciqing, who closed his eyes, said in a clear voice: "General." ”
"Do you still have this machine?"
"Yes. ”
"Where?"
"My company. ”
"Sell me one?"
"A million. ”
?????
Everyone silently looked at the girl lying on the hospital bed with her eyes closed, this is afraid that it is a profiteer, right? and involuntarily glanced at Huo Sanye, who was sitting on a chair and working, well, this is the leader of the profiteer.
Chen Yong stood silently in front of Huo Sanye, silently calculating an account in his heart, at the beginning, he quoted 60 million for Tianyu, 30 million for freedom, and finally sold for 10 million, the cost of this batch of machines is about 25 million, it can't be calculated, and if you continue to count it, you will cry.
"Deal," Wan Qingheng's face was as usual, and he smiled as warm as jade, "According to the blood index, you can be discharged from the hospital now." Come back in a week for a follow-up. Congratulations. ”
Song Ci opened his cold eyes, Huo Sanye on the side handed the notebook in his hand to Jiulin, stood up and walked to Wan Qingheng, "What are the precautions?"
"Don't overexert yourself. She is in the recovery period, having suffered severe injuries and will have to recuperate for several months. Wan Qingheng looked at the man in front of him seriously for the first time, majestic and solemn, solemn and cold, a man worthy of Miss Song, and smiled lightly, "I will entrust her recovery to you." ”
The man nodded haughtily and lightly, "Hmm." "Yes.
As a doctor, Wan Qingheng explained the precautions, turned sideways to Song Ci, who was leaning on the back of the bed and wearing a hospital gown, and said, "I hope we can meet in another place." ”
Song Ci casually took the clothes handed over by Huo Sanye, and replied without raising his head: "You stay away from me." It's not good to meet you. "Especially your gentle and jade-like appearance, if you are not careful, it will make me want to beat you and cry.
Wan Qingheng sighed regretfully and teased: "I am your life-saving benefactor." Again, "twice." ”
"Thank you. Song Ci stopped his movements and looked at the man in a white coat sincerely, "Thank you for the old man's business." ”
In the final analysis, Song Ci is not a wolf-hearted person.
"Yes, your thank you took me half a month. Wan Qingheng closed the report in his hand and told again: "Remember, recuperate." ”
After seeing the girl nodding casually, she sighed, turned to Huo Sanye and said, "Thank you for your support and help to our institute over the years." ”
Without Huo Heng's funding, the institute would not have been able to gather a group of top doctors in China to participate in research, nor could it use the latest scientific and technological instruments only available abroad, nor could it devote all its staff to research without doing side jobs. All of this is the credit of Huo Sanye.
At first, he didn't know Huo Heng, but he didn't know until Dean Jiang clicked on it, and it turned out that Huo Heng was the one who used a lot of money every year to fund the research institute that had no profit, so that he could concentrate on research and not be disturbed by mundane things.
"You're welcome. Huo Sanye's dark eyes were bottomless, and he glanced at Song Ci, who was sitting on the bed in a daze holding his clothes, and said to Wan Qingheng: "Thank you." ”
Thank you for bringing back my girl from the brink of death, and thank you for coming from afar to do research day and night.
"It should. Wan Qingheng solemnly shook hands with Huo Heng, the business leader, and there are some things that don't need to be said, everyone understands them.
When Song Ci, who was dressed and lowered the brim of his hat, opened the door, Huo Heng was talking on the phone with his back to the door, and only heard one sentence, "Wait for me to come back for a press conference." He hung up.
The driver Jiulin consciously took his wife's schoolbag and got up with the two, and the faint light in the corridor sprinkled on the two of them, harmonious and beautiful.
Huo Heng turned his head sideways and asked Song Ci: "I'm going back to Kyoto, will you go back with me?"
Slowly raised his head, glanced at the man coolly, and reminded: "It's been more than a month since school started." ”
Jiulin behind him spoke at the right time: "Madam, I have already asked for two months of leave for you, you just need to go back to school to take a large-scale mock exam." ”
"What's the matter?" Song Ci followed into the car, and after not leaving the hospital for a long time, she suddenly felt that the earthly world that made her irritable was still a little cute.
"A reporter in Longcheng photographed me often going in and out of the hospital, and posted news on the Internet that I was terminally ill. Huo Sanye browsed the stock market and smiled, "If I really die, Huaguo's economy should also collapse." "After all, I don't even have an heir.
Song Ci squinted at the man beside him, lazily propped his head and said with a smile: "Have you heard of the scourge for a thousand years?"
"Well, about a fox like you. Huo Heng closed the computer, put it in the armrest box, dragged the girl over, and whispered in her ear: "Are you here to harm me?"
With his hands on the man's chest, he tilted his head slightly to avoid the man's hot breathing, and said with a smile: "I can also go and harm others." ”
Huo Heng's eyes deepened, and he spit out two words, "Dream." ”
Song Ci lazily nestled in Huo Heng's arms, his eyes fell on the report data in Huo Heng's hand in front of him, thoughtful.
At this time, Song Ci's small mobile phone shook.
"Hmm. ”
"Do you know Lu Qi?" Team Liu flipped through the materials that had been put aside by himself, "The information says that he is a senior high school student at Longcheng No. 1 Middle School. ”
Song Ci sat upright, and in less than half a minute, he leaned lazily on the door frame, "Know." "Not only did I know him, but I was the only friend in high school.
"Bring it to you?" The organization recruits a new batch of team members, and Lu Qi's qualifications are the best among this group of team members.
"You practice first. "If you bring it to her, it is estimated that the blood will be extinguished again.
Putting down the information in his hand, Team Liu was in a good mood, "Wait for you to come back and lead the team after the college entrance examination? Anyway, you are idle, help me practice those rabbit cubs." After a pause, he cautiously asked, "Are you going to go to college?"
Song Ci stared at the fast-moving trees outside the window, thought about the implementability, and replied, "Not sure." If you don't have a task, you might kill time. ”
The good mood was suddenly a little infarcted, Team Liu took a deep breath, and reminded her: "How is the military school?" She is a talent who has to come to the base every year to persuade the high school principal, and if the high school principal knows that she chooses to study at another university, it is estimated that she will have a heart attack.
"It depends. Song Ci frowned, military academy, then am I going to rest or to train? am I going to study or to teach?
"Then you think about it and don't let Principal Gao down. Team Liu changed the topic, "Zhang Yang behaved well in prison, and Country T commuted his sentence." You'll be released from prison in eight months, so remember to contact him then. ”
"Hmm. ”
Song Ci, who hung up the phone, was in a depressed mood, and Huo Sanye, who was beside him, frowned slightly, as if he said casually: "I have a little power in country T. ”
"I know. Song Ci glanced at Huo Sanye, the other party flipped through the report without squinting, and reminded: "There is a problem with the data in the middle of last quarter. ”
Huo Sanye raised his eyes and stared at the girl, with a smile in his eyes, and replied, "I know." I specially showed it to you, and then reminded: "Do you remember when you promised to be my assistant for a year after the college entrance examination?"
"Hmm. Song Ci nodded casually and glanced at Jiulin who was driving, "What should he do?"
Jiulin smiled and said, "I'll be your assistant." ”
Being your assistant is more promising than being the assistant of the third master.
Song Ci was silent for a moment, and said to Huo Heng, "Change me an assistant." ”
"Actually, he did a good job. Huo Heng opened the computer and sent a few emails, and glanced at Jiulin, who was driving, through the rearview mirror, "If you don't use it, I'll change it for you." ”
Jiulin: I am the best ace special assistant in Kyoto and even in China...... Alas, why does Madame dislike me so much? Is it influenced by Xu Sen?
Nodding casually, Song Ci closed his eyes and just wanted to take a rest, when the phone rang, and the anxiety spread all over his body, "Say." ”
Luo Qi, who was murdered again, was a little aggrieved, "Media Asia has developed a game console and wants to buy the copyright of our game. ”
"Hero tour or insomnia playing?" Song Ci casually glanced at Huo Heng, who was working on the computer.
"Both, as long as it's a game from our free studio, they want it. There was a faint hint of excitement in Luo Qi's tone, and in this way, their customer base would expand several times.
"You look at it. "The title is given to Media Asia, do you care about the game copyright used by Media Asia? Anyway, it's all your own Uncle Huo's, Song Ci thought about it and continued, "How about the number of downloads for insomnia?"
"Although it is not as good as Hero Games, it is at least 20% better than similar games, and white-collar students play more. Luo Qi couldn't help laughing, "So far, no one has swiped the customs clearance record." They are all leaving messages saying that the last few levels are bugs and it is impossible for anyone to clear them. Play when you have time, I'll post the record and hit them in the face. ”
"Hmm. Song Ciqing replied coldly.
Luo Qi muttered a few more words about Yuan Tianyu's bad debts and hung up the phone, after all, he already knew that his boss was going back to Kyoto, and there were some things that could be left to her. Well, if she wants to.