To deal with this kind of tsundere dripper, she has to use this method, otherwise she really doesn't know how many catties and taels she has.

"But I still have a patient here, I'll take care of this place first, and then I'll go over, okay?" the white doctor smiled one by one, and said in non-standard Chinese.

"No problem, no problem, Professor Said will come directly to the dean's office to find me. Yu Qiming nodded again and again.

The conversation between the two was like friends, and Lin Hao was annoyed when he heard it, so he directly pinched Sun Mengling's arm.

"Hey, let's go, stop the ink. ”

Sun Mengling's beautiful eyes glared again, "Miss Ben has a name." ”

"Oh, got it, Miss Sun Mengling. ”

Sun Mengling ignored him and turned her head and walked away.

Lin Hao followed.

"Well, wait for me. ”

Liu Jia shouted, "Said, keep up, don't talk." ”

There are not many intensive care wards, and there are only five or six in this huge First People's Hospital.

Passing by a corner, a white door was opened, and Sun Mengling led the three of them into it.

The intensive care ward is worthy of being a special care ward, which is comparable to the luxury suites of those five-star hotels, with sand, television, computers, crystal lamps, and everything available.

There were no lights on in the room, it was very dark, and the sunset outside had dimmed.

At this time, a rather sturdy middle-aged man stood in front of the spotless window, under the illumination of the early moonlight, looking down at the vehicles coming and going below, his expression was very exciting, there were feelings and disappointments, I don't know what to think.

In short, the expression of this middle-aged man all fell in Lin Hao's eyes.

This person is Sun Mengling's father, Sun Xu, the president of Xuyi Group.

Why do you want to say Xuyi Group?

Gangsters, to put it mildly, are gangs composed of gangsters, representing the dark side of society, and are looked down upon by many people, and in China, how can the underworld last long?

But the company group is different, this is business, they have become positive people in society, businessmen, many people aspire to the duty, and those little brothers, basically white-collar workers.

Now they can't be called gangsters, after all, now that the laws in China are sound, timely whitewashing is the practice of smart people.

Moreover, what's so good about the underworld, and how much can be accomplished in this society? Only money, as long as there is money, is the uncle.

The big brother who used to be is now a boss.

Therefore, Lin Hao is still better to be a boss, if he has money, doesn't he have everything?

"Huh?"

Lin Hao suddenly let out a startled sigh.

I don't know if it's out of habit, after cultivating immortals, he is always used to looking at others with an inward view.

Just like this Sun Xu, he saw a little difference.

First of all, Sun Xu is a martial artist.

In this regard, Lin Hao is not surprised, the person who can lay down this piece of the country, and the person who founded such a large company, can be a simple character?

The aura in the body is not very strong.

It should be the middle of the Yellow Order.

This is Chen Jiahui telling Lin Hao how to distinguish the level of a martial artist, depending on the intensity of the aura in his body.

The white ones are the yellow ones.

The blue one is the Xuan Tier.

Purple is the ground level.

Gold is the heavenly step.

The aura in Sun Xu's body is white, and the intensity is almost like that, it should be the middle stage of the Yellow Order.

I don't know if my current strength can be against a martial artist in the middle of the Yellow Rank.

The most important thing is not what realm Sun Xu is, but that his body is seriously damaged, almost all of his internal organs are a little damaged, and the meridian true qi is not running smoothly, in simple and easy-to-understand terms, it is, internal injury.

"Xiaoling, you're here. ”

Inside the room, this strong voice spread, "How many friends did you bring with you?"

"Smack"

Sun Mengling pressed the light control switch on the wall next to the door, and with a soft sound, the circuit of the entire ward was turned on.

The room instantly brightened.

"Uncle Sun. Liu Jia called out politely.

Hearing this, Sun Xu turned his head, with a somewhat pale face but a smile, "Xiao Jia is here too." ”

"Dad, let me introduce you. ”

Sun Mengling pulled Lin Hao, who was standing behind Liu Jia, over, "This is Lin Hao, I told you." ”

"Well, hello uncle. ”

Lin Hao said hello and carefully looked at the legendary Sun Xu.

This pale face is too much like the people in the underworld, this thing can't be a ghost, right?

Ahem, okay, don't think about it.

Although he is a dying man, and he has suffered internal injuries, it is no wonder that he looks like a sick seedling.

Well, who made him hire me? Is the healing a joke?

"You are Lin Hao?"

Sun Xu suddenly had an expressionless face, and his scrutinizing gaze swept over Lin Hao for a while, but he quickly took it back, and then a doubt appeared between his eyebrows.

"I am. Lin Hao said indifferently.

In other words, are these high-ranking people eating? All of them have such ugly expressions, you will die if you give a good-looking face, people who are about to die, what kind of shelf are they putting up?

Lin Hao slandered in his heart.

It's no wonder that Sun Xu is a momentum, a natural momentum, an aura that has been in a high position for a long time, Lin Hao doesn't understand it for the time being.

That's not the most important thing.

A few days ago, Sun Xu heard from his daughter that this Lin Hao actually defeated all the more than 100 people who guarded the golden splendor with one enemy and one hundred, adding a lot of new people to the first people.

At that time, he thought that this Lin Hao was definitely a martial artist.

But now that I see myself, it doesn't seem to be the same thing.

There are no characteristics of true qi in the body, is it clearly an ordinary person?

How can an ordinary person cure his illness? What's more, this is not a disease, but a secret wound accumulated over many years of fighting, killing, and killing! Even Wu Lao, the most famous doctor in Nansha, can only leave one sentence: Three years at most.

This young man?

Forget it.

Sun Xu showed a bitter smile on his face, seemingly disappointed.

Lin Hao's eyes kept on Sun Xu's face, and he looked at himself with such an expression, he didn't know what it meant.

This is the medical skill of the unbelieving brother!

Well, then again, I really don't seem to know how to heal, it's just a treatment technique to serve as a façade.

"Uncle Sun, let me introduce you to this professor, Steve Side, who was invited by my little nephew from the United States, has published a few papers in the international arena and will definitely cure your illness. ”

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