"Mr. President, now that we're done, let's think about how to solve this problem first!" Frey bowed his head and said in fear, sweat making Frey's fat face look like it had been washed with water.

Because Frey's head hung down, President Michelle, who was about to go crazy, did not notice that there was a glint of resentment in Frey's small eyes, which were almost slit.

"How? Frey, my dear Frey, we won't have a way, we're finished! I really don't know why I was blind at the time, and asked you dog bastard to be my staff officer, oh yes, you're a dog mongrel! Your goddamn idea ruined my future, you know?

Oh God, I'm your devout believer, I shouldn't be scolding, but damn God, can you tell me what to do now? ”

"Knock, knock!"

Just as Marshall was furious, a middle-aged woman about forty years old in a gray professional suit walked in with several knocks on the door.

The middle-aged woman's name is Ellie, who is Marshall's work secretary, and she usually receives and presents information from the outside world.

"Mr. President, that Chinese medicine company in Huaxia is finally willing to accept the conditions of the Helios Biological Research Institute." Glancing suspiciously at the mess in the room, Ellie said cautiously to Marshall.

"Great, dear Ellie, this is good news, you are really my Angelo, unlike some people, it is always bad news." Marshall said, glaring fiercely at Frey next to him, and Frey saw this, his body trembled, and his head hung lower.

"Tell Ryan that whatever that TCM company needs, as long as it's not too qualified, promise them. But be sure to show us their sincerity first, yes, sincerity. Marshall patted Ellie on the shoulder and said with a serious face.

"Yes Mr. President!" Ellie answered, turned and walked out.

"Honey, wait a minute." As Ellie opened the door, Marshall stopped her.

Ellie paused, hurriedly turned around and asked respectfully, "Mr. President." What else do you have to say? "Tell Ryan of the Helios Institute that if he dares to reveal half a cent of the government and his agreement, he and his lovely daughter will have to go back to God's ranch." At this time, Marshall and just now judged the two of them, squinting their eyes and saying viciously.

"Yes Mr. President!" Ellie, as if frightened by Marshall's fierce appearance, left the room as if she had fled.

"Mr. Frey, what I just said is just as valid for you, and I hope you are a smart man and don't disappoint me again." After seeing Ellie leave, Marshall turned his head and said to Frey, who was standing on the sidelines, with a sneer.

"Mr. President, please rest assured. I swear by the honor of my family that I will always be loyal to you. Seeing this, Frey hurriedly raised his right hand to show his loyalty to Marshall.

Before the Spring Festival, it is the busiest time of the year for Chinese people, busy buying New Year's goods, busy visiting relatives and friends......

Mo Feng is no exception, under his formula symptomatic treatment, Zhao Yuping's husband Liu Genzhu has stabilized his condition. Because the cost of the hospital was too high, Zhao Yuping took Liu Genzhu home to recuperate after obtaining Mo Feng's consent.

Subsequently, Mo Feng nested in the laboratory of Jianmin Hospital for two days. According to the ancient recipe, he used the golden silk gourd brought back from Wushan County as the main medicine to make a five-paste bone paste.

After the bone paste was ready, Mo Feng sent him two stickers according to the contact address left by Han Fengzi. After learning that Mo Feng had refined the bone paste and sent it to him, Han Fengzi was naturally grateful again.

Because there were elders in the family, Ling Xuexian returned to the south, and Mo Feng, who was alone, drove a car and pulled the purchased gifts to visit Han Qingye, Lin Zhenyue and Zhu Genwang and other elders respectively, and took the time to go back to Linshan County to sweep the graves of his grandfather and mother. Of course, he didn't forget Ye Tiansheng and Yang Wanjiang from Yunxi Province, and called and greeted them one by one.

Chinese New Year's Eve. Mo Feng refused the invitation of many people, and after getting Qin Mu's consent, Mo Feng was taken to the National Security Bureau's base on the outskirts of Yinzhou, where he stayed alone with his father for one night.

The new year is a time when everyone is looking forward to praying for a better harvest. Shen Pesticide Industry, Lingshi Pharmaceutical, and Dongfang Pharmaceutical are all secretly gearing up to prepare, hoping to change or continue last year's situation, whether good or bad.

On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, just after lunch, Mo Feng received a call from Liu Qingye.

"Mo Feng, where are you?" Liu Qingye, who was on the other side of the phone, went straight to the point without even saying hello, and his voice revealed an unconcealed anxiety.

"I'm at home, Elder Liu, what's going on?" Mo Feng, who was peeling an apple, was stunned and asked in a condensed voice. Mo Feng clearly remembered that Liu Qingye also said this tone when the super-rich Qin Youtian was sick.

"Provincial People's Hospital, hurry up, there is an urgent illness that needs your help to diagnose." Liu Qingye urged on the phone.

"Okay, Liu Lao, I'll go right away." Mo Feng said, threw down the half-peeled apple in his hand, put on his shoes, picked up his coat, and rushed to the elevator. Liu Qingye said that there was a sudden illness, so it would definitely not be small.

Half an hour later, when Mo Feng came downstairs to the inpatient department of the Provincial People's Hospital after parking the car, a young doctor in a white coat was waiting at the door with an anxious face. ”

"I'm sorry to trouble you, don't let Liu Lao wait for a long time, let's go up quickly!" Mo Feng said with a smile at the young doctor, due to the urgency of time, Mo Feng's footsteps did not stop at all, and walked straight into the gate.

I am not curious about why the young doctor knows himself Mo Feng at all, there is Zhao Yuhai first, although there are many people in the Provincial People's Hospital, but I am afraid there are not many people who do not know Mo Feng.

While waiting for the elevator to go to the gastroenterology department on the sixth floor, Mo Feng roughly learned from the young doctor that the patient was a foreign child, who was admitted to the hospital with loss of appetite and irritability.

The sixth floor of the Provincial People's Hospital is a special needs ward of the Department of Gastroenterology, and the accommodation conditions are naturally not comparable to ordinary wards, but the price is not generally expensive.

When Mo Feng walked into the 606 ward, he found that there were already five or six people sitting in the huge living room, everyone was sitting on the sofa and discussing something with a solemn face, and on the coffee table in the middle, there were some reports and films messily.

"Mo Feng, you're here, come here!" When Liu Qingye saw Mo Feng coming in, he hurriedly stood up from the sofa and beckoned to Mo Feng. (To be continued.) )