Qiu Yajing's tone was gloating.

Everyone at Metropolis TV knows that Qian Yizhen is a black belt in karate, which is very useful when running news in foreign battlefields, but in China, she often goes to the police station because of group beatings.

It was because of this temper that she stood up that Qian Yizhen lost the Mars report that should have belonged to her.

In Qiu Yajing's opinion, it is really stupid.

"It turned out to be Aunt Qiu! I almost didn't recognize you after you changed your makeup. Li Jingshan raised his hands and put them on his cheeks on both sides, and said with an exaggerated expression.

Hearing the title of Aunt Qiu, Qiu Yajing's face suddenly sank, she glared at Li Jingshan and gritted her teeth and said, "Li-Jing-Shan!" ”

"In!" Li Jingshan stood up straight, raised his right hand and shouted.

looked at Qiu Yajing with a very serious expression, but his movements were a little funny.

Qiu Yajing wanted to say something, but Han Jin beside her pulled her.

She was stunned for a moment, and then glared at Li Jingshan with an unwilling face.

"Humph!" After a cold snort, the window of the back seat went up and the black electric car left.

Li Jingshan grimaced at the black electric car, and then he turned to Qian Yizhen and said: "If I'm not mistaken, that car is the latest model of the F family at the end of last year, and the reservation quota is limited, so it is not something that can be bought with money."

How could there be such a car in Nanshan City? ”

"She said in the afternoon that she was going to see the president of the Gu family tonight." Qian Yizhen lifted her eyelids and said.

Li Jingshan suddenly realized: "No wonder. ”

The latest model of the T family, Gu's will definitely be able to get a place.

Gushi is a world-renowned enterprise, founded in the thirties of the last century, and has a history of 100 years. Gu's is involved in many fields, but mainly in medicine and medical equipment.

*

In the early morning of winter, Nanshan City is often dressed in a foggy coat, giving people a hazy feeling of unreality.

Song Xingzhou carried a full plastic bag into the red brick building, and he held the door card specially assigned to him by Dean Lu in his hand.

Familiarly with the situation, he went upstairs and found Mingling in a room where the samples were stored.

"I didn't find the flavor you wanted, but I bought you all the varieties of mints from the supermarkets around, can you take a look?" Song Xingzhou raised the bag in his hand and said to Ming Ling.

There was a hint of flattery in his tone.

Ming Ling just glanced at the bag in Song Xingzhou's hand lightly, he casually closed the door of the room and said, "I only need the blueberry mints of the D family, and you can keep the rest for yourself." ”

After speaking, Mingxuan turned around and entered a laboratory opposite, leaving Song Xingzhou standing alone in the corridor.

"Damn! Isn't it just a mint? Is it necessary to be so selective?! ”

Although he said this, Song Xingzhou had already opened the light curtain and skillfully found a number and dialed it directly.

"Song Shao, have you found Professor Ming? Did he say yes? A man's tone came from the other end of the line, with a hint of anxiety and anticipation.

"Buy me a container of blueberry mints from the D family, and send them to Tianhe Hospital in Nanshan City immediately." Song Xingzhou commanded without question.

It took a few seconds for the man on the other end of the line to react, and he asked suspiciously, "Mints?" ”

"Yes, that's right, mints, it has to be D's blueberry mints. Did you hear me clearly? Song Xingzhou glanced down at the bag in his hand, calmly took out a pack of mints and looked at the label on it.

The gorgeous logo of the G family above is particularly conspicuous.

"Song Shao, what do you want so many mints for?" The man on the other end of the phone was confused, could it be that Song Shao was going to open a candy store?

Song Xingzhou glared at the logo fiercely, then threw the mints in his hand into the bag, snorted and said, "Mingzhu only eats blueberry mints from the D family, and Nanshan City can't buy them." ”

"Roger, I'll have someone buy it right now." The man on the other end of the phone immediately became active, "Song Shao, does Professor Ming need anything?" ”

Song Xingzhou just wanted to say no, but remembered that he had run most of Nanshan City this morning and didn't find the mints that Mingling wanted, he said in a deep voice to the other end of the phone: "Go to his laboratory and give me a survey of what Mingling usually uses and eats, this product is not ordinary picky." ”

"Yes."

After hanging up the phone, Song Xingzhou saw Mingxuan come out of the laboratory and go downstairs.

He immediately chased after him with the plastic bag and asked, "Where are you going?" ”

"Go to the dissection room." Ming Ling stopped his steps and glanced at the plastic bag in Song Xingzhou's hand, frowned, and then turned to leave.

Song Xingzhou glanced at the bag in his hand suspiciously, how did he feel that Ming Xuan's expression was a little strange when he looked at this bag.

Suppressing his doubts in his heart, Song Xingzhou followed Mingxuan to the dissection room of Tianhe Hospital.

It is also strange to say that ordinary hospitals do not have medical dissection rooms, but Tianhe Hospital has a fully equipped air pressure dissection room.

The longer he stayed in Nanshan City, the more Song Xingzhou felt that this was not as simple as a small remote city.

Song Xingzhou gave the bag full of all kinds of mints to the nurse at the nurse's desk, and then he followed Mingxuan to change clothes.

Anyway, he also studied medicine, although he didn't embark on the road of medicine after graduation because of family reasons, but there was no problem at all for Mingling.

"Mingling, how did this person die? Why are you so ......" Song Xingzhou didn't know what words to use to describe the corpse in front of him.

On the stainless steel dissecting table lay a corpse, if it could still be called a corpse.

The corpse's skin was almost completely decomposed, there was no good skin on the body, the outline of the face had completely disappeared, revealing two eyeballs, and the white bones could already be seen in the chin.

Rather than a human, Song Xingzhou felt that this person was more similar to the zombies in the game, and he was no longer human.

"I also want to know how he died." Mingxuan wore a medical mask, revealing only a pair of deep eyes.

Seeing Ming Jue's gaze staring at the corpse, Song Xingzhou subconsciously took a few steps back, his heart furious.

He still remembers that Ming Xuan liked to stay in the dissection room the most during college, and when all his classmates couldn't stand it, this guy could still stare at the corpse dissected by the tutor with bright eyes, and this guy also got a nickname: the prince of dissection.

This creepy nickname, Song Xingzhou will stand up every time he thinks of it.

Two hours later, Song Xingzhou came out of the dissection room and went straight to the bathroom, holding the toilet and throwing up.

"Doctor Ming, what's wrong with Doctor Song?" Nurse Han asked suspiciously.

She watched Song Xingzhou run out of the dissection room, and her face was very ugly.

Mingxuan was looking down at the autopsy data, and he didn't raise his head and said, "He has a bad stomach." ”