Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

Yang Hua doesn't pay attention to the affairs of the capital, so naturally she doesn't know who Feng Shen Doctor is.

She didn't care about what old lady Duan said.

As for medicine...

Yang Hua only believed in Meng Fu.

If even Meng Fu couldn't heal Yang Lai's legs, then no one could.

Yang Hua's voice appeared abruptly. When Old Madam Duan came in, she knew that Meng Fu and Yang Lai were not in the room who dared to come in. Her body stiffened a bit at these words.

Turning around, he saw Meng Fu standing leaning against the door.

Not only Meng Fu, but also Yang Lai and Yang Zhaolin were there.

Meng Fu leaned her back against the door frame slightly, and when she heard Yang Hua's words, she waved at Yang Hua, looked at Old Madam Duan with a half-smile, and said in an unhurried voice, "It's not bad."

Her peach-blossom eyes have always seemed to be foggy, so beautiful.

Just being watched by her, Mrs. Duan always felt chills behind her for some reason.

Old lady Duan didn't dare to look at her, she only focused on Yang Lai, "I..."

Yang Lai was sitting in a wheelchair. He interrupted Mrs. Duan and said coldly, "Mrs. Duan, you don't need to care about my affairs. Yang Jiu, please leave Mrs. Duan."

Yang Jiu came out directly from behind the crowd.

He also watched the video, and knew that Mrs. Duan didn't even look at Mrs. Yang, so he grabbed Mrs. Duan by her collar and dragged her out.

The old lady Duan has been honored all her life. Anyone who sees her respects her so much that she has never been treated like this.

"Yang Lai, I know that Wrong Yizhen and Meng Fu have gone, but I did it for your own good..." She looked at Yang Lai who was sitting in the wheelchair with a cold face, furious.

"Just kidding," Yang Lai looked up, his eyes were cold, "Did you see the He family the night before yesterday? So you haven't had any contact with me for the past two days, and you even broke the capital chain with Yang. You should never What should be, after taking away Yizhen's bag, seeing Yizhen..." Yang Lai closed his eyes, "After seeing her being thrown down, he drove away directly."

"Mrs. Duan, are you really looking after me?"

Old Madam Duan was also taken aback on her usually determined face.

he……

I knew it.

No one knows her son better than her. Mrs. Yang is his last rebel, "Yang Lai, do you really want to make an enemy of the Duan family for them? Do you know what you are doing? Without the Duan family, you... "

Yang Jiu looked at the old lady Duan in disgust, carried her directly to the corridor, and closed the door of the ward.

The sound stopped abruptly.

In the room, no one mentioned old lady Duan again.

Meng Fu walked over to Madam Yang and looked through her medical records.

Yang Lai's expression didn't change much.

Even though he had heard the words "Wind God Doctor" before.

Yang Hua glanced at Meng Fu.

Naturally, Meng Fu also felt Yang Hua's gaze, she knew what Yang Hua wanted to say.

In fact, Meng Fu has been studying Yang Lai's legs since last year, including asking Qiao Le to help Yang Lai rebuild some time ago, until she asked Xu Moxuan to take back her things last time.

It was Meng Fu who formulated the regulations for Yang Lai's treatment.

It was supposed to be the first diagnosis and treatment for Yang Lai recently, because Mrs. Yang's matter was delayed.

Thinking of this, Meng Fu closed the case, turned his head to look at Yang Lai, and smiled with his lips curled up: "Uncle, I actually know a little bit of medical skills, why don't I help you look at your legs from today onwards, I will definitely not lose to that What kind of wind doctor, I'm going to record the next episode of the variety show soon."

Yang Lai was listening to Yang Zhaolin talking to Yang Hua, when he heard Meng Fu's words, he tilted his head and was stunned for a moment.

Yang Zhaolin who was talking to Yang Hua also looked at Meng Fu.

Recalling that Mrs. Yang told herself that Meng Fu was an intern in the hospital, Yang Lai also watched a little. He didn't pay attention to variety shows, but only watched the part where Meng Fu was wearing the jewelry he gave him.

Yang Jiu was taken aback: "Miss Ah Fu, Mr.'s leg..."

Yang Lai didn't mind too much. He interrupted Yang Jiu and smiled at Meng Fu, "Okay, then give me some treatment."

Anyway, his legs were nothing worse than this.

Meng Fu is not a person who does things indiscriminately.

Yang Jiu: "..."

The fake young lady of the Yang family, Yang Liufang, and the real young lady of the Yang family, Meng Fu.

Looking at Yang Lai's expression, Meng Fu knew that he didn't take it seriously, and she didn't care, "It's better to hit the sun than choose another day, just today."

**

evening.

Meng Fu went back to the Jianghe courtyard.

No one saw her off today, Su Di went to the Security Bureau to find someone, Su Cheng didn't know what he was up to these two days, Meng Fu drove the car by himself, and casually heard the car in the parking space.

The dormitory on Shengyu's side did not buy parking spaces, and the few parking spaces behind were bought by Su Cheng later.

By the way, he also bought Shengyu's dormitory.

Meng Fu stopped the car, and when he got out of the car, he noticed the car in the next parking space.

The remodeled sports car has good functions. Meng Fu guessed that the owner of the car should be able to race cars, so she looked away.

Go directly to the elevator and go back to 1601. There is still a simple box on the table in the room.

Meng Fu stood by the table, looked at the box for a while, and then stretched out his hand to open it.

Inside the box is the tapestry of Ximeitu, on which there are 32 golden needles of different lengths neatly arranged.

Meng Fu lowered her eyebrows, she looked at the golden needles and fell into deep thought.

The phone in her pocket rang, and the sound interrupted Meng Fu's imagination. She took out the phone and it was Galton, "Teacher."

"Well," Galton flipped through the documents, his blue eyes narrowed slightly, "Did you join the Space Thruster?"

Meng Fu scooped up the silver needle and said without interest, "Yes."

"The algorithm you gave me yesterday is also from the project?" Galton said again.

Meng Fu smiled, and she leaned against the table, "No, teacher, if you ask me again, I will reveal the secret."

Galton paused for a moment, then coughed slightly, "Alright, I'll take a look if there's any problem."

Galton hung up the phone, still looking at the algorithm on the computer, he always felt that something was wrong. He was close to 50 years old and had taken over countless major projects. Although the algorithm was an algorithm for aerospace propulsion, Galton I always feel that it seems a bit advanced.

here.

Meng Fu hurried to Yang's house.

The underground garage is large, shady, and dimly lit.

Meng Fu put on a mask casually to find the car.

She casually glanced at the car next door, but she was taken aback.

Beside the luxurious sports car, a person fainted by the car door. His upper body leaned against the car door, his lower body sat on the ground, his eyes were closed tightly, and Meng Fu could feel the surging air blade from a long distance away.

This man is not far from death.

Meng Fu glanced casually, took the car key and unlocked his car door remotely.

When passing by a man, he saw the man's extremely good-looking face, Meng Fu glanced at him, opened the driver's door directly, and drove away.

The car had just driven ten meters away, then stopped slowly and reversed.

Meng Fu got out of the car again, and she looked down at the man's face, "If someone dies here, the house price will drop..."

She took out the golden needle at her waist and pierced the man's forehead five times.

She shot extremely fast, and when the five needles fell, the air blade on the man's body became much more relaxed.

About two minutes later, the blood on his bloody face faded away.

Meng Fu pulled out the silver needle, returned to the car, and drove away.

**

Not long after, he arrived at Yang's house.

The hall of the Yang family has been cleaned again. The carpet, sofa and coffee table have been replaced with new ones. The carpet from last time was stained with blood.

When Meng Fu arrived, Yang Liufang was still at home.

She was going to stay in the hospital to take care of Mrs. Yang, but Yang Hua drove her back.

When Meng Fu arrived, Yang Liufang was sitting on the sofa, wondering what she was thinking. Seeing Meng Fu, she came back to her senses: "Cousin, you're here."

"Where's uncle?" Meng Fu came over, didn't sit down, just took off his mask.

"Upstairs." Yang Liufang stood up, drooping her head, without the beautiful spirit of the past, and took Meng Fu upstairs, "I heard that you want to heal my dad's leg?"

Meng Fu walked upstairs with Yang Liufang, holding a golden needle in his hand, his dark eyes narrowed slightly: "Try."

What she said was very casual, she didn't give Yang Lai any hope, nor did she give Yang Liufang any hope.

Because even if he was 90% sure, there was still 10% failure, and Meng Fu didn't dare to guarantee it.

Neither Yang Lai nor Yang Liufang took what Meng Fu said to heart.

When Meng Fu gave Yang Lai acupuncture, Yang Lai was even dealing with official business. He leaned on the bed, while Yang Jiu and Yang Liufang stood aside, listening to Yang Lai talking about the company.

Doctor Qin came over as soon as he heard that Meng Fu was going to treat Yang Lai.

Meng Fu took out the golden needle.

Yang Jiu glanced at Dr. Qin, and felt relieved. After all, Dr. Qin was there, and when something happened, Dr. Qin would come to his rescue.

"This project..." Yang Lai opened the file, and just as he said a word, he suddenly stopped, piercing pain came from his legs, and he was gnawing at the ants bit by bit.

Yang Lai could bear it too, his expression froze for a moment before he realized it.

But behind, there was cold sweat.

This feeling is somewhat similar to the last time Dr. Qiao reconstructed himself, but it is also somewhat different.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but he seemed to feel a force reaching his thigh with the golden needle.

Soon, the pain took over his brain, Yang Lai completely put down the file, gritted his teeth and endured the pain.

Meng Fu had already inserted the seventh golden needle.

Yang Jiu and Yang Liufang also felt something was wrong, they both raised their heads and looked at Meng Fu.

Meng Fu picked up another golden needle in his hand. Her eyelashes were drooping so that people could not see her eyes clearly. Her face lost the habitual slack and was almost transparently white. Holding the golden needle with her slender fingertips, she quickly Another needle went in.

All 32 golden needles were pierced into Yang Lai's legs.

"Mr. Yang, how is it?" Dr. Qin asked Yang Lai quickly.

Following the pain at the beginning, now Yang Lai's legs are numb from the pain, not as sore as before. Yang Lai was also very surprised: "Ah Fu, you really know how to do acupuncture? I feel my legs are a little more relaxed."

Meng Fu sat on a chair beside him, raised his head, his face remained normal, "That's good."

After thinking about it, she looked at Yang Lai, "Don't tell anyone about the fact that I'm treating you."

"Okay." Yang Lai and the others nodded.

Ten minutes later, Meng Fu pulled out the golden needle.

Yang Liufang sent Meng Fu downstairs.

Yang Lai didn't expect Meng Fu to cure him, so he was joking from the beginning.

Until one morning three days later, he sat up, lifted the quilt, looked at his shriveled toes, toes that had not been moved for more than thirty years, and trembled slightly.

Yang Lai was stunned.

**

laboratory.

Meng Fu worked out the algorithm on the computer, printed out the result, and went in to find Dean Li.

Dean Li was talking to that Guan Shuxian.

Seeing Meng Fu coming in, Dean Li narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Shu Xian, you can study with classmate Meng, her algorithm is very powerful."

"No need." Guan Shuxian shook his head, but he flatly refused, then slightly nodded at Meng Fu, and left directly.

Meng Fu also nodded to him as a greeting.

The door was closed.

Dean Li got up and poured a cup of tea for Meng Fu. He explained to Meng Fu, "He is a lone ranger and has always been alone. Because he had conflicts with his teammates before, he stopped cooperating and finding teammates. Only do the tasks I gave him, and this time I was able to join the team because I lack people here."

Explaining this to Meng Fu, Dean Li didn't want Meng Fu to misunderstand.

Originally, he thought that Meng Fu was so good-looking and capable, at least Guan Shuxian didn't reject her, but who knew that this girl was a stinky straight man.

"Understood." Meng Fu handed the document to Dean Li and didn't mind.

On the first day when she came here, Xin Shun told her that this Guan Shuxian seldom came to the laboratory.

As for Guan Shuxian's conflicts with his former teammates, Meng Fu didn't care either.

Dean Li wanted to explain to Meng Fu at first, but when he saw Meng Fu didn't care at all, he couldn't help but shook his head and laughed, and then remembered the business: "Are you going to leave after completing this stage?"

"Well, it's a variety show." Meng Fu replied.

"Do you have to go?" Dean Li was silent for a while.

Meng Fu looked up, surprised by Dean Li's question, "They gave me money."

money?

Dean Li remembered what he had talked with Meng Fu's agent. He paused, walked to the table, opened his drawer, found a bank card from it, and handed it to Meng Fu.

Meng Fu paused, "Who are you?"

"Here are all my research expenses, not much, only 110,000 yuan left." Dean Li actually has a high salary, but he also spends a lot, most of which are used to design the college's bonuses for students, and The scientific research funds, his food and lodging are very simple, and almost all of the money is spent on scientific research, "I also want to invite you to participate in the next stage. To tell you the truth, this spaceflight is going to outer space to synthesize alloys for manufacturing The traditional Chinese medicine hospital needs machines to fight cancer."

If Meng Fu didn't participate, then Dean Li might not be so persistent.

It can be seen that after seeing Meng Fu's ability, Dean Li didn't want Meng Fu to leave the research room.

There are too many resources in outer space. There are already examples of "space factories" building alloys abroad. Materials that are difficult to form on the earth can be easily realized in microgravity, vacuum and non-convective outer space.

A new industrial revolution that is very important to mankind.

Dean Li has been working on this project for the past three years.

Meng Fu looked at the bank card that Dean Li handed over. He didn't answer it for the first time, but only looked at the card. After a long while, he finally looked at Dean Li, "Dean Li, you really are..."

Meng Fu couldn't find an adjective.

She just looked at Dean Li, and it was hard to imagine that Dean Li, who owns a research institute and has been struggling in the scientific research field for nearly 40 years, only has 110,000 money in Cary.

"My computer can also be used outside." Meng Fu paused, and said slowly, "If you believe me, you can directly contact me in the future, as well as my cousin, they are very capable in all aspects, ah Xun's key-control reasoning ability is super strong, and I dare say that no one in your laboratory can surpass her..."

Meng Fu spoke slowly.

She did not agree to Dean Li to stay, but she did not refuse Dean Li to ask her for help, which comforted Dean Li a little.

Outside the door, the assistant knocked on the door, "Dean Li, the president is here, on the ninth floor."

Hearing this sentence, Dean Li nodded, and he took one last look at Meng Fu, "I'll go upstairs first to find President Xiao."

Meng Fu went out with Dean Li: "Dean Li, I know you want to do a good job in scientific research, but your body is equally important."

Dean Li nodded casually and left directly.

Meng Fu walked slowly towards his desk, thinking of the three words "President Xiao".

There are only so many guild leaders in the capital. For such a big project, Meng Fuman can only think of "the Association of Weapons". Meng Fu has no interest in the Association of Weapons and has never paid attention to the Association.

Meng Fu returned to his seat.

Next door, Jing Hui tilted her head and looked at Meng Fu with a smile, "You have a really good relationship with Dean Li. Apart from Senior Brother Guan, this is the first time I've seen Dean Li treat people so well."

It's almost a hands-on teaching experience.

Meng Fu was thinking about "President Xiao", but he also heard Jing Hui's voice, and she said "Yes", "It's okay."

"Did you hear that our laboratory is going to exchange things?" Jing Hui looked away and started to make data again.

"It seems to be." Meng Fu opened the document, pressed his fingers on the keyboard, and re-entered the formula.

The performance of the computer in the laboratory is not as good as the computer she usually uses. After she finishes typing a formula, it takes a second or two to appear.

Jing Hui stopped her hand on the keyboard, blinked her eyes, "Are you not interested?"

Even Xin Shun was very excited when he mentioned this matter, only Guan Shuxian was a little calmer, but he was once an exchange student at Zhou University, Jing Hui can easily understand.

But Meng Fu seemed to be too calm, even calmer than Guan Shuxian.

"I'm not interested, and it won't be me." Meng Fu finally raised his head, with clear eyes.

Jing Hui tilted her head, "You are only a freshman, and you are an official researcher. You are so powerful that even senior brother Guan can't match you. How could it not be you? I think it must be you. Speaking of which, what is your official researcher rating?"

Meng Fu typed two more formulas, waiting for the formulas to come out, "I don't remember."

A formal researcher needs to pass the grades. Meng Fu's formal researcher was obtained by Dean Li through other channels. Of course, she has not been officially graded, and naturally she has no points.

There are many people in the laboratory.

Jing Hui didn't deliberately lower her voice when she spoke. When she said this, the others couldn't help but look at each other, paying attention.

The four paratroopers, Meng Fu and Yang Zhaolin, were still making a splash here for a while. After all, they followed Dean Li directly, and I don't know how many people were jealous in private.

Forget about the other three, Meng Fu, the scariest one, actually directly participated in the core project as a formal researcher.

You know, Guan Shuxian only became an official researcher last year.

Although Meng Fu's performance in the laboratory these days is remarkable, but... She became a full-time researcher at such a young age without any qualifications at all, isn't it too fast?

Not to mention that Meng Fu is still a star, and his appearance is too exquisite and beautiful. When he sits in the laboratory, he doesn't look like an experimenter, but like a press conference.

The most important thing is that Jing Hui mentioned that there is no quota for the exchange with Zhou University.

Many people in the office looked at each other, not knowing what they were thinking.

Meng Fu didn't pay much attention to these, and just said lightly: "Compared to me, senior sister, you are more suitable."

She only worked hard on her own calculations, and after the calculations, she would go to Yang's house to help Yang Lai continue acupuncture and calculate the progress. Today, as the first small course of treatment, Yang Lai's legs should have a milestone progress.

Jing Hui also started to do her own thing. When she heard Meng Fu's words, she froze for a moment, and then gave Meng Fu a complicated look.

**

ninth floor.

When Dean Li arrived, there were three people sitting in the office.

Two of them, who were slightly older, were sitting on the sofa on the same side, and only one person was sitting on the sofa on the other side, exuding the atmosphere that no strangers should enter.

Dean Li knocked on the door, "President Xiao, Mr. Su, Vice President Xu."

The man in a Tang suit raised his head and greeted Dean Li with a smile.

This is the president of the Equipment Association, President Xiao.

Beside him, Vice President Xu stood up, "President Li."

Vice President Xu is the new vice president of the research institute promoted by the Equipment Association. His qualifications are not as high as Dean Li, but his ability is not much worse than Dean Li. After the previous dean retired, Vice President Xu should have succeeded him.

By chance, Dean Li was parachuted over, pushing aside Vice President Xu's position.

If it wasn't for the presence of Dean Li, Vice President Xu would have been in the main courtyard long ago.

He hated Dean Li so much that his teeth itch, but the person involved didn't take it seriously at all.

On the opposite sofa, Su Cheng was only holding a teacup, drinking tea lightly, elegant and peaceful, and did not participate in the struggle between them.

"Dean Li, how far has your model progressed?" Chairman Xiao smiled gently, disrupting Vice President Xu's unilateral confrontation with Dean Li.

"It's over," Dean Li glanced at Su Cheng, seeing him holding a teacup and drinking tea in a leisurely manner, he handed the things in his hand to President Xiao, "Look at it."

President Xiao took it over, and after watching it for three minutes, he smiled and was very surprised: "It was completed ahead of schedule. It seems that President Li has indeed found the treasure."

Dean Li nodded, "If it's okay, President Xiao, I'm going down to calculate the data."

Chairman Xiao did not return the documents in his hand to Dean Li, but only nodded, "Go down."

After Dean Li went down, opposite President Xiao, the lonely man finally raised his head, covered the lid of the teacup with knuckle fingers, and said in a cold voice, "I'm leaving too."

He bid farewell to Chairman Xiao and others.

Then Shi Shiran went downstairs.

This is the experimental building of aerospace thrusters. People here have lived here for a long time to study thrusters. The underground floors are full of parts and computers.

Outside is the physical installation.

Su Cheng walked several hundred meters before reaching the open-air parking lot. As soon as he walked in, he saw the person next to his car. The person was not wearing her usual big padded jacket today, but a white coat, sitting in the car. The front of his car outlines a thin waistline.

He remotely opened the car door and approached, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

Hearing the voice, Meng Fu raised his head. She came out early today, and there was still some sun on her head. She covered her eyes with her hand: "Just came out."

After finishing speaking, Meng Fu remembered something again, and she stuffed the phone back into her pocket: "I saw you coming out of it for the third time."

Su Cheng lazily hummed, opened the co-pilot's door to let her in, and said concisely: "I work."

The car drove away quickly.

In the laboratory on the seventh floor, the people standing by the window quietly watched Meng Fu get into the car.

**

Upstairs, after Su Cheng left.

President Xiao and Vice President Xu haven't left yet.

"President Li is good at everything," President Xiao handed the document to his subordinates, looked at Vice President Xu, helplessly, "There is just one thing, no matter how you don't touch nuclear weapons, the Ren family has been dispatched many times before and after, the research institute of Nuoda University They are all studying robots and spaceflight, or intelligence, he... is too pity."

In the words, the cherishment of Dean Li's talent is fully expressed.

Vice President Xu followed President Xiao, and laughed when he heard the words, "You are right, but President Li has also done a very good job in aerospace."

President Xiao nodded. There was no one else in the lounge, so he didn't hide it: "Su Cheng, watch carefully to see what kind of tricks he is playing."

The largest research institute in the capital is owned by the Machinery Association.

President Xiao had to guard against Su Cheng's arrival at this time, so Deputy Director Xu, who was in charge of other things, also parachuted over to take charge of this project with President Li.

After Vice President Xu sent President Xiao out, the assistant came over and whispered something in his ear.

Deputy Yuan Xu, who had a calm expression at first, was refreshed when he heard these words. He seemed to be in disbelief: "What did you say?"

The man repeats.

Vice President Xu raised his head, his eyes brightened, "Okay, check it out."

He stood where he was, and was getting close to leaving get off work. Originally, Vice President Xu was supposed to go back, but now he was not in a hurry to go back. Instead, he put his hands behind his back and came downstairs.

This entire building is the research site for the thrusters.

Vice President Xu found the office that Dean Li is currently in charge of.

There were still a few people left in the office, and they were all surprised when they saw Vice President Xu.

The three of Meng Xun knew Dean Li, but they didn't know Vice-President Xu. Xin Shun introduced a few words to Yang Zhaolin and the others in a low voice, "This is the vice-president of the research institute. He's been following up projects all year round, you guys."

As Xin Shun was talking, the people from the laboratory Jinghui approached enthusiastically, "Vice President Xu, why are you here? Did you study with us?"

Obviously knew Vice President Xu.

Jing Hui's voice was quite excited.

Vice President Xu smiled and greeted them gently: "The president sent me to study with you. In the next few months, we will work together again."

"..."

Vice President Xu found an interface to go in, and immediately looked at Dean Li who was looking at the numbers and models on the big screen.

Vice President Xu sat across the table from him, and watched it with Dean Li, "This data is done so quickly. Sure enough, it will be different if you have more of Dean Li's beloved disciples."

He was talking about Guan Shuxian.

Guan Shuxian turned into a researcher last year with a full score of 98 points.

Many people speculate that he will take over the position of Dean Li in the future.

Dean Li looked at the data, and said "hm", this time the data was done so quickly, Guan Shuxian played a big role, but Meng Fu also played an important role in it.

He let out a "hmm", but Vice President Xu was not satisfied with his answer. He only glanced at the table, picked up a piece of information on it, and glanced at it, "President Li, I heard that our laboratory has a relationship with Beijing University this time." exchange quota? Do you have someone to choose?"

Hearing this sentence, Dean Li let out a "huh".

"Who is it?" Vice President Xu's mind moved, and the information had already turned to Meng Fu's page.

There is nothing that cannot be said about this matter, after all, I can't hide it from others when I go abroad, "Jing Hui."

"Jing Hui?" Vice President Xu murmured these two names, and asked Dean Li to personally select the exchange students. Dean, I don't think Jing Hui is suitable, what do you think of this person? I think she has more potential."

Dean Li, who hadn't turned his head much, finally turned around, and he saw the documents that Vice President Xu had found.

It was Meng Fu's profile page.

"Her? No." Dean Li looked away again.

Seeing Dean Li like this, Vice President Xu straightened his expression, "Why not? This Meng Fu has achieved so many achievements at the age of 20. In terms of achievements alone, I think Jing Hui is not as suitable as Meng Fu."

Dean Li's mind moved, he raised his head, "You think so too, don't you?"

In fact, he also knew in his heart that according to potential, no one at the scene was bigger than Meng Fu.

This quota should be given to Meng Fu. If she doesn't want it, she can give it to others.

after all--

From the very beginning, Zhou University was looking at Meng Fu's face.

Seeing Dean Li like this, he was really moved, Vice President Xu lowered his eyes slightly to hide the light in his eyes.

**

Here, Meng Fu and Su Cheng went directly to the hospital.

Su Cheng bought flowers and fruits on the way.

In the hospital, Mrs. Yang has been transferred to the general ward.

When she arrived, Yang Lai, Yang Hua, and Yang Liufang were all around Madam Yang's hospital bed.

Yang Lai, who is usually meticulous, is now sitting in a wheelchair with his legs on the pedals and has no shoes or socks on his feet.

As soon as Su Cheng opened the door, he saw Yang Hua and others surrounded Yang Lai, looking at his feet curiously.

This scene has some taste.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, several people in the room raised their heads and saw the man standing at the door. His brows and eyes were like sharp blades, splitting a line of sight. Shuangran's eyes paused a little when seeing this scene.

Without changing his face, he put the flowers in the empty vase in the room, and greeted everyone in the room one by one, with a gentlemanly manner.

Behind Su Cheng, Meng Fu poked his head over and looked directly at Yang Lai's feet.

During this period of time without filming, Meng Fu's hair regained its slightly natural curls, spread out like seaweed on the back of his head, and slid slightly down to his chest as he moved, and when his slender and thick eyelashes drooped, they cast a shadow under his eyelids. Raising eyebrows: "Uncle, can your feet move?"

Yang Lai's face was still serious, and he didn't feel embarrassed at all because he was used to seeing big scenes.

He glanced at Yang Liufang, who knelt down to help him put on his shoes.

But hearing Meng Fu's question, his voice was a little fluttering: "The big toe can move."

"That's good." Meng Fu was not surprised either.

Yang Lai is usually easy-going, but today he can move his toes, and he is very excited. He has wanted to call Meng Fu since the morning to ask about his legs.

But because he knew Meng Fu was in the lab, he didn't hit him.

After finally seeing Meng Fu, a god of death was sitting beside her, Yang Lai didn't dare to ask, and only asked Meng Fu a few words about daily life.

After watching Mrs. Yang, Meng Fu left with Su Cheng.

He walked ahead, pressed the elevator, and waited for the elevator to come up.

Meng Fu followed behind him wearing a hat, with her head lowered so that her face could not be seen clearly.

Meng Fu held the mobile phone in one hand, and put the other hand in his pocket, playing with a golden needle. Now that she got her things back, she remembered Ma Cen she had seen before.

At that time, Meng Fu knew at a glance that Ma Cen's lips were abnormally purple, and she had a heart disease.

The heart disease cannot be completely cured, but Meng Fu can relieve it now, trying to keep Ma Cen from getting sick.

Just can't find any suitable opportunities.

I don't know how Ma Cen's condition is now.

The elevator arrived, and the two entered the elevator. There was no one on this floor.

After stopping down, there are more and more people.

It happened to be off work right now, so there were even more family members visiting the patients. Because Meng Fu was thinking about Ma Cen, he didn't follow closely, and was almost squeezed out by himself.

A hand was clasped around the waist in an instant, and the smell of disinfectant and tobacco was instantly blocked, leaving only a faint cold fragrance.

Su Cheng brought her to his side, stretched out his hand to pull down the brim of her hat, brushed her face with his fingertips, felt a little cold, raised his eyebrows slightly: "What are you thinking?"

Meng Fu knocked his head down and said lazily, "It's nothing."

She decided to use WeChat to knock Su Huang sideways.

Su Huang is rather stupid.

One can even say the password of the bank card.

**

the next day.

Meng Fu went to the laboratory.

She and Guan Shuxian are special in the whole laboratory, and besides Dean Li, they are the two people who move the most freely.

Xin Shun has been eating and living here, and he brought a steamed stuffed bun to the laboratory to eat in the morning.

Seeing Meng Fu, he took a sip of soy milk, "It's so early?"

"Good morning, Teacher Xin." Meng Fu was very polite.

Opposite Xin Shun, Jing Hui also raised her head. She looked at Meng Fu and smiled, "Have you eaten, Junior Sister? I bought an extra fritter."

"Thank you, Senior Sister, eat." Meng Fu waved his hand, indicating no need.

She sat down directly in her seat.

Jing Hui has always been a good person, and she also helps Yang Zhaolin and Meng Xun on weekdays.

However, in the past two days, because of the quota, he has become somewhat hostile towards Meng Fu.

Academia is what it is, there are only so many positions.

If you want to climb up, there is always competition.

Other people in the laboratory also came in one after another.

Xin Shun talked to Jing Hui while looking at the task on the paper, "Is Dean Li going to announce the quota of the laboratory today?"

With this sentence, other people in the laboratory were also attracted.

Jing Hui nodded, she glanced at Meng Fu who was typing lazily, and said, "It should be."

"It must be you, Junior Sister Jing," a man with a crew cut smiled, "Junior Brother Guan has been studying abroad for more than a year, and Dean Li will definitely not let him go again."

Of the rest, Jing Hui was the only one with potential and good strength.

Last time, Dean Li specifically asked Jing Hui about her studies, and everyone in the office knew about it.

nine in the morning.

Dean Li came down from the meeting upstairs.

Most people in the laboratory couldn't help looking at Dean Li, but Dean Li didn't say a word.

Sitting on the seat, Jing Hui looked away, and when she looked at the algorithm again, she was a little absent-minded.

nine thirty.

The door of Dean Li's inner office opened.

Holding a report in his hand.

Most people in the laboratory focused their eyes on Dean Li, and then looked at Jing Hui with envious eyes, including Xin Shun.

Opportunities in Continental University's laboratories are not something that can be obtained casually.

Dean Li took a look in the office, and finally focused on Meng Fu, "Meng Fu, come in with me."

Meng Fu finished another calculation, heard this, raised his head, his peach blossom eyes were full of surprise: "You looking for me?"

"Well," Dean Li said casually, "I have applied for the quota on the continental university, and I will discuss it with you in detail. You come in first."

The laboratory, which was already full of knowledge, was instantly quiet.

reported her?

Meng Fu was also taken aback for a moment, didn't she agree with Dean Li?

Dean Li also knew that she would not go to the laboratory.

Confused, she followed Dean Li in.

After she went in, for a second or two, the laboratory was still down,

Everyone subconsciously looked in Jing Hui's direction, even Yang Zhaolin couldn't help frowning, except for Meng Xun and Jin Zhiyuan, who were still typing without haste, as if they were not affected.

The corners of Jing Hui's mouth twitched, but she had a baby face without a smile on her face. She, who was always lively, couldn't say a word at this moment.

"Stab—"

She pulled out the chair and almost rushed outside with her head down.

Almost bumped into someone who came in.

She stopped, looked up, and saw Guan Shuxian, Jing Hui pursed her lips, and changed direction without saying a word.

Guan Shuxian glanced at her and frowned.

**

In the office.

Meng Fu looked at Dean Li with a blank expression: "Are you going to waste a quota?"

She will not go to Zhouda for the time being, and she told Dean Li before.

Logically, Jing Hui should have gone.

"No, your teacher probably wanted to give it to you." Dean Li took out a piece of paper and handed it to Meng Fu. "I asked, you can transfer it."

Meng Fu took the paper and glanced at it.

He took a pen and signed his name.

She does not need to sign other application information.

"By the way," Meng Fu remembered Galton's words, "Dean Li, do you think the algorithm was more advanced last time?"

Dean Li heard it, thought for a while, and said, "This time we are building a space factory, so the algorithm is naturally different."

"Okay." Meng Fu raised his hand to express his understanding.

She went out and returned to her seat to continue the calculation.

As soon as he went out, many people in the laboratory looked over.

Meng Fu was used to this kind of gaze and didn't care.

Outside, the bathroom.

Jing Hui washed her face with cold water.

Red eyes.

Then he came out of the bathroom, and happened to see Vice President Xu in the corridor.

Vice President Xu looked at her, seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and then asked gently: "Student Jing Hui, are you alright?"

Jing Hui lowered her eyes and shook her head.

Vice President Xu was still very gentle: "Just treat me as your father. If you have any grievances, just tell me."

Jing Hui clenched her hands tightly on both sides, and couldn't help trembling. As soon as Vice President Xu said, she finally raised her head and paused every word: "We worked hard to get to the laboratory, and we swore to contribute to scientific research all our lives. But you never mentioned that the laboratory we entered with all our might can be airborne! You never said that the rules here are dirtier and more disgusting than outside!"