Hearing this, Duan Siping and Wang Yue both lowered their heads in shame.

As a subordinate, they were powerless to protect Tang Moshen's safety, and in their eyes, this was a huge shame.

Raising his hands and holding the shoulders of the two of them respectively, he has always been as harsh as Tang Moshen, but this time it is rare to be gentle.

"You've done a good enough job!"

The two of them raised their faces in astonishment, and what they saw was a rare smile from the cold man.

Nodding to the two, Tang Moshen strode out of the ward, and Wen Ziqian followed behind him.

"Minister, do you want to find a few people to protect Miss?"

This time, Tang Moshen didn't answer immediately.

Stepping forward into the elevator and going down by elevator, the man was always silent.

There is no doubt that this is a difficult decision!

It wasn't until he got into the back seat of the car that Tang Moshen spoke in a deep voice.

"Not yet."

It is impossible for him to lock Pei Yun in a safe house, no matter how tightly he protects it, there will be loopholes.

So far, no one has deliberately targeted Pei Yunqing, and the more he arranges for people to protect her, the more important she will be, and the more it will attract the murderer's attention to Pei Yunqing.

Pei Yunqing has already fought the murderer once, she has successfully protected herself, and he has to have confidence in her.

I think so, but in my heart, how can he let go?

On the one hand, the country and the other are the women who care, and it is always difficult to do both.

Wen Ziqian finished answering a phone call, opened the newly received email, and handed him the tablet.

"Minister, this is the material of the riddle."

Taking the tablet, Tang Moshen looked through it seriously.

According to the data, Fang Mi's parents are both Asian, his father is a senior engineer who graduated from Massachusetts, and his mother is a newspaper reporter.

The kid, who grew up in a wealthy area of Manhattan (not a typo, I made it wrong), showed great talent in his childhood.

Continuously skipped grades, got an offer from Stanford Medical School at the age of fourteen, and obtained a double degree in clinical medicine and pharmacology in six years.

Five years ago, he returned from the army and was hired as a visiting professor at the university, working while conducting clinical and pharmacological research.

Among them, countless papers have won awards.

Two years ago, he provided the patent rights of the drugs he developed to a pharmaceutical company for free, in exchange for the pharmaceutical company to provide free drugs and medical assistance programs for third world countries and regions.

……

Such a resume, even Tang Moshen has to secretly appreciate it.

"What is he doing in the country?"

"At first, I came to participate in a pharmaceutical summit forum, but ...... A few days ago, he officially joined the First Hospital and is also an adjunct professor of anatomy at the Medical University. Wen Ziqian paused for two seconds, and finally added, "He is Miss Pei's teacher now!" ”

The corners of Tang Moshen's lips twitched.

"The drunkard doesn't mean to drink!"

He whispered to himself, but Wen Ziqian didn't hear clearly.

"What did you say?"

"Nothing."

Tang Moshen took out his mobile phone from his pocket, saw Cheng Tianyou's name on it, and connected the mobile phone to his ear.

On the phone, Cheng Tianyou's voice was full of smiles.

"The Gu family is very interested in Zhou's Pharmaceutical's stocks, should we slaughter her or steal business with her?"

Tang Moshen didn't smile, his tone was very solemn.

"We need our own anti-cancer drugs."

This "we", of course, refers to this country.

The high level of imported drugs has discouraged countless patients, and only by developing their own drugs is the way to cure the root cause.

"Understood!" Cheng Tianyou paused slightly, "It's inconvenient for you to come forward, should I go, or will you arrange for someone?" ”