Chapter 908: The Big Guy Is Too Idle

Su Ce frowned: "For the follow-up hospital here, you contact Dean Hao, don't disclose my residential address, don't let them come to me, I won't come here in the future." ”

Aisha: "Don't worry, I will take care of it, but Director Zheng is there, you have to say hello." ”

Su Ce contacted Director Zheng on the way.

Roughly stated his identity, and he was not used to doing things in the hospital, and hoped that Director Zheng would understand him.

He also said that if the domestic medical research organization has any problems, he can find his secretary, and he will send someone to help.

Director Zheng, who hung up the phone, was stunned.

He picked up a treasure in the examination room of the adult undergraduate, and no one dared to believe that the big man in the medical field actually went to take the adult undergraduate exam.

He compiled all the medical textbooks in domestic universities.

Big guy, he may be too idle?

Looking back carefully, it seems that his niece asked him to take the exam, and after thinking about it like this, it seems that he spoils that little girl very much.

Director Zheng, Dean Hao and Director He are not the same kind of people.

He really admired this young man very much, and originally wanted to cultivate him well, so he was placed in the best hospital in Haicheng and interned with the top experts.

But now, people themselves are big guys, what else is there to cultivate?

Director Zheng was quite open-minded, and directly told Su Ce that if he didn't go, he wouldn't go.

Su Ce breathed a sigh of relief.

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That night, Wen Qiao began to perform acupuncture in the acupuncture hall to customers who came for treatment.

After studying for more than two hours, I saw a total of two patients.

Xu Jinming, the owner of Jinming Acupuncture and Moxibustion Gym, praised her for her genius, and Wen Qiao suddenly gained a lot of confidence.

When I went back, I looked at the time, and at this point in time, Fu Nanli was probably still flying in the sky.

Every time he flew, Wincho was still quite worried.

I didn't sleep well at night.

At half past five in the morning, she calculated the time, and he should have landed there, so she made a video call.

After a few seconds, he picked up, and he was walking down the ramp, followed by his co-pilot and flight attendants.

Those people couldn't dodge, and they all stood behind Fu Nanli and greeted her.

A few flight attendants beside Zhao Yuan covered their lips and whispered: "Xiao Wen is really sticky to the captain, I can't wait to call over as soon as I land." ”

Zhao Yuan pulled a few flight attendants and hurriedly ran.

Don't mess with the captain.

The man on Wincho's phone screen, wearing a captain's cap and uniform, is coming down the gangway, with the white fuselage behind him.

It should have been eight or nine o'clock in the evening, and the headlights on the airport apron were coming from behind him from a long distance, and his face was a little misty, but it was also more profound.

"Just got off the plane?"

Fu Nanli finally walked to the flat ground and responded: "Well, just got down, it's still early for you over there, right?" Why did you call so early? ”

Wen Qiao nestled in the quilt, his hair was messy, his eyes were sleepy, and he squinted at the man in professional clothes who was full of elite style on the screen: "I'm a little worried about you." ”

The voice is also a little hoarse.

Fu Nanli reached out and pulled his tie.

"Don't worry so much every time."

Wen Qiao turned over, the camera slid down, slid down to the bottom of his neck, and Fu Nanli's eyes darkened.

"Let's sleep a little longer, it's still early."

"Well, good night."

She said goodnight to him in the morning and hung up.