As soon as Luoyang found a seat and sat down, a prompt sound of a new message was heard on WeChat.

He took out his phone and looked at it, it was a message from Bai Jing.

White porcelain doll: Master, I'm sorry, I worked overtime yesterday, I was in the pit, my phone was not around, I went back to sleep and woke up to find the message you sent me, ouch, I'm tired of the baby.

Luoyang: It's okay, I didn't stay long, I talked to Brother Shi and left.

White porcelain doll: What are you talking to Brother Shi about? Master, shouldn't you talk to me?

Luoyang: I'll ask Brother Shi about raising Gu, he is from Yundi, and his wife is also from the Yundi Caotian clan, how much do you know, but you don't understand, what can I talk to you about?

White porcelain doll: We can talk about the relationship between master and apprentice.

Luoyang was embarrassed, and subconsciously glanced at Hu Bufei who was sitting next to him.

Hu Bufei just fastened his seat belt and looked over: "What are you looking at?"

Luo Yang said with a smile: "Brother Hu, I suddenly found that your side is very handsome, and it feels a bit like a side killing."

Hu Bufei smiled: "Haha...... What are you telling the truth, well, how about you look at me again?"

He straightened his face.

Luoyang "appreciated" for a moment: "The front is more ordinary."

Hu Bufei snorted lightly, dismissive of this statement.

Luoyang's gaze returned to the screen, and while he was talking nonsense with Hu Bufei, Bai Jing sent him two more messages.

White porcelain doll: Master, there is really a tomb under the No. 8 pit, and at present, we have excavated the stone bricks on the top of the tomb, and below is the hall of the tomb, which is very spectacular, but unfortunately I can't take photos for you. To make it up to you, how about sending you a beautiful selfie in vain?

The second message is a picture of a cat, which is cute.

Luoyang felt that this apprentice was becoming more and more improper, and he replied with a message: I will go to the northern capital and come back in two days, if there is anything found under the No. 8 pit, or special circumstances, you remember to tell me.

White Porcelain Doll: Okay, Master, what are you doing in Beidu?

Luoyang: Treat people.

White porcelain doll: I haven't been to the Northern Capital, Master, you can bring me some souvenirs from the Northern Capital, kneel down and thank you.

Luoyang: Okay, I'm going to turn off the phone, let's talk about it.

White porcelain doll: Okay Master, have a good trip.

Luoyang put away his mobile phone and asked, "Brother Hu, what are the local specialties in the northern capital?"

Hu Bufei grinned: "Courtyard."

Luoyang: "......"

Flight attendants come up from the aisle and remind passengers to fasten their seatbelts and turn their phones on airplane mode. Passing by Hu Bufei and Luoyang's seats, the stewardess deliberately slowed down and secretly glanced at Luoyang.

Men are too handsome, and sometimes they are a burden.

The flight attendant's eyes were a little bit of the feeling that a foodie suddenly found delicious, but she was also a little disappointed.

It's a pity that I take economy class, if I take first class, I want a WeChat or phone number, contact after landing, talk at night, and complain about what is good.

When the stewardess walked over, Luoyang lowered his voice: "Brother Hu, that stewardess was peeking at you just now, and I can see that she likes a stylish man like you, why don't you ask for a contact information?"

Hu Bufei was slightly stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at the flight attendant who had already walked over, and then shook his head: "The ass has no meat, it's not the type I like."

Luoyang sighed in his heart.

This product has been single so far, not for nothing.

"By the way, how did you come to that conclusion last night? I thought about it all night and couldn't figure it out." Hu's brain usually doesn't stay on a woman for more than five seconds.

Luo Yang was silent for a moment before saying, "It's very simple, Jiang Yue doesn't know who the person who gave Liu Youshui the umbrella is, this is what I determined from the perspective of medical observation, and the accuracy rate is more than 90%. Standing at this starting point to see Jiang Yue tearing up that page of secret accounts, isn't someone giving her instructions? A single command can make her betray her

Liu Youshui, who has the grace of nurturing, I can't think of anyone else who can do it except for the mysterious organization or cult you tracked down."

Hu Bufei suddenly understood, he gave Luoyang a thumbs up and praised: "You kid can do it, you are so observant, and your thinking is quite thorough, but why didn't Lao Zheng ask you last night and you didn't tell him this?"

Luoyang said, "Brother Hu, I'm not from your unit, why am I performing so well? I don't want to be promoted or raised, and I don't need the appreciation of the leader, but when these words come out of your mouth, it's different, my brother, there are some situations I have to think about for you."

Hu Bufei nodded, reached out and patted Luoyang's shoulder.

The plane taxied onto the runway, slowly accelerated, and after a sprint, it soared into the sky.

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In the afternoon, a Hongqi sedan with a red license plate came to the inpatient building of Tianhe Hospital.

After getting off the bus, Luoyang followed Hu Bufei into the building and took the elevator to the intensive care department on the 25th floor.

In an office, Luoyang met Peng Haitao, the head of the intensive care unit, a middle-aged man in his forties, with a thin face and a Mediterranean hairstyle, giving people a serious and capable impression.

Hu Bufei went straight to the point and explained his identity and intentions, and then introduced Luoyang: "This is Luoyang, the miracle doctor we specially invited from Shu to solve the problem."

It was fine, but when he heard Hu Bufei talk about the miracle doctor, and saw that Luoyang was so young and had thick hair, Peng Haitao spoke a little weirdly: "Divine doctor? Hehe, I've been working in Tianhe Hospital for 20 years, and I don't dare to call myself a miracle doctor, I think this Mr. Luo is only in his twenties, and he actually became a miracle doctor."

The atmosphere was awkward all at once.

Peng Haitao added: "Let me explain first, I definitely don't mean to disrespect anyone, I'm just a little curious, which authority recognized the title of Mr. Luo's miracle doctor?"

Hu Bufei frowned, even he could hear the sarcasm in his words, let alone Luoyang? He was about to have a seizure, but Luoyang patted him on the shoulder and said lightly.

"The title of divine doctor is not recognized by an authoritative department, but the patient's recognition of the doctor's medical skills, so there is only one standard, and that is medical skills."

"So, you're a good doctor?" There was a hint of sneer on the corner of Peng Haitao's mouth.

In the land of China, there is a very strange phenomenon, that is, the sense of regional superiority. The people of Beidu are undoubtedly the kings who stand at the top of the sense of superiority, and they have a historically thick sense of superiority over people from other places, although it is a little difficult to understand, but it is real. Of course, there is also a place where people feel that they are the most fashionable boy in the land of Shenzhou, not from the northern capital, that is, the people from the demon capital in the east of the vast continent.

This is the situation in front of us, Tianhe Hospital is the top hospital in the northern capital, and it must also be the best hospital in the country. This Peng Haitao can do the position of director of the intensive care department in Tianhe Hospital, he must be the top doctor in the country, plus he is a native of the northern capital, a young doctor from Shu dares to call him a miracle doctor in front of him, isn't this self-inflicted regional discrimination?

Luoyang smiled and said, "Director Peng, if you can cure Tian Guolong, I won't come here, will I?"

Peng Haitao was suddenly speechless, like a fish in his throat.

Luoyang's words changed: "Brother Hu, take me to see the patient." Five

What a day and a famous doctor, showing a sense of superiority to show his head, not used to that problem.