The Mysterious Heiress: Researcher In Disguise

Chen Jun scratched his head when he heard Fu Zhi say that.

How should I put it, at the benefactor's age, with such abilities, if it were someone else, his tail would be up to the sky at this time, but the benefactor is so indifferent, he didn't show any miracle medical records at all, just reminded him to give money!

What a benefactor!

Chen Jun brought his own million-ton filter to look at Fu Zhi, "Here! Give whatever the benefactor asks for! Give me whatever you want!"

That's not the case anymore.

Fu Zhi received 8 million, and she said: "The medicine is good to drink, and the wheat soup can't be forgotten. If you want to save your life, you can add a WeChat account. You can enroll your brother for a class worth 90,000 yuan. In the past six months, you have been on a mission and encountered problems." , he can consult at any time, and I will answer questions online to help him survive."

Chen Jun: "..."

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the other side.

Lin Hui, who was sitting in the lounge drinking tea, couldn't calm down. He had already looked at the famous watch on his wrist many times.

Two and a half hours passed, but there was no news from Fu Zhi.

Could it be that this little girl put people to death?

No, he can't watch a life go by in front of him in vain!

Thinking back, Lin simply stood up from the chair and was about to rush to the operating room when he bumped into Dr. Liu who came to inform him of the news.

Dr. Liu trotted all the way, his face was flushed at the moment, he was panting for breath, and couldn't speak a word because of his excitement.

Lin Hui thumped in his heart, and said with a straight face: "What? Fu Zhi cured the man?!" It's a crime, isn't it!

He picked up the medicine box, and was about to go out resolutely: "I've said it all, her child is not serious! You go tell Young Master Li, I will find a way to cure her, Fu Zhi, try to give her a new life opportunity, I..."

"No, no!" Doctor Liu finally calmed down, and hurried to stop him, "Wake up, wake up! The patient is awake, and there is no serious problem physically!"

"I know I'm awake, I'm not..."

After Lin Hui was about to say something, he turned his head in disbelief, looked at Dr. Liu, and shouted, "What did you say? She cured him?!"

"It's cured. It took more than two hours to prick the patient. We gave the patient a full-body examination. All problems are gone. It's like a dream..."

Lin Hui's face turned pale. First, he was slapped in the face by such a fact, and second, Fu Zhi's method was effective, which proved that he had misdiagnosed.

His reputation as a miracle doctor has become a joke.

Not to mention Young Master Li, even Young Master Jiang, I'm afraid they don't want to see him again.

He did such a thing that almost killed someone, but he felt a chill in his heart and back.

"I'm so incompetent, I can't even compare to an unknown doll." Lin Hui sat on the sofa, his eyes glazed over.

"Ms. Lin has a specialization in surgery. Ms. Fu may know more about Gu poison..."

Dr. Liu wiped his sweat and tried to persuade him carefully, but it was not effective. After all, generally speaking, once a misdiagnosis occurs, the doctor's mental state will immediately change, especially in front of the emergency department.

Lin Hui covered his paralyzed face, and was about to continue to shut himself up, when suddenly, the phone in his pocket rang.

It was his master Sun Sanzhen who called, and he said, "How is Chen Ming's illness going? There are many patients in the medicine hall. Please work hard and fly back to help."

Lin couldn't look back at his master, and his tone was low: "I misdiagnosed, master, Young Master Li won't just let me go..."