Awakened Multi-talented Goddess Is Doted

At this time, in the office of the Imperial Hospital, Vice President Liu was looking at the ointment in his hand, his eyebrows furrowed tightly, "Is this what Wen Ting sent over?"

"Yes." The director respectfully reported next to the vice president, "You are well aware of his medical skills. This doctor is stubborn, but his professional ability is really strong. He said it is easy to use, which means it is really effective. "

"Who did you get the ointment from?" Vice President Liu picked up the ointment and sniffed it. The fragrance of grass and trees came to his nostrils instantly, and he felt refreshed just by smelling it.

"It is said that it was purchased from a cosmeceutical company."

"Go and check, which company, contact the other party."

"yes."

Soon, Mu Sheng received a strange phone call.

"Hello. Who is this?"

"Hello? Are you the person in charge of MS Company?? We have something to talk to you about. Are you free now?"

The tone on the other side was really too arrogant, Mu Sheng felt disgusted for a moment, she frowned, "Is there something wrong?"

"Good thing, we are from the Imperial Hospital, and we are in XX Hotel now, why don't you come over here." After finishing speaking, the other person directly hung up the phone.

Mu Sheng wanted to ignore the call at first, but when she thought of Wen Ting, she packed her things and went to the place designated by the other party.

To her surprise, Wen Ting's person was not seen at the restaurant, but a bald middle-aged man.

Seeing Mu Sheng, director Shang's eyes flashed obvious surprise, he looked Mu Sheng up and down, "Are you the person in charge of that company?"

"No," Mu Sheng casually mentioned a job title, "I'm here to help her negotiate."

"Oh, let's make a price." Director Zhao directly threw a confidentiality contract in front of Mu Sheng, "You sign this contract, and we will buy your prescription."

"What do you mean?" Wen Ting told her, obviously he was buying medicine from her, but in the blink of an eye it turned into buying a prescription again.

"It means, you have to give this medicine to us, or don't even think about it appearing on the market." Facing a young woman, Director Zhao spoke very forcefully, trying to suppress Mu Sheng with his momentum, "Go ahead price."

"Not for sale." Mu Sheng could see that this middle-aged man and Wen Ting were not in the same line at all, "Either you find me to buy the medicine, or the medicine will not be produced."

"Hey, you little girl, don't give a toast, don't eat fine wine," Director Zhao stood up abruptly, and shouted at Mu Sheng, "I came here specially to give you face,"

Mu Sheng glanced at him lightly, "I don't need your face."

"Don't think you have enough money?" Thinking of how much the vice president attached to this prescription, Director Zhao finally suppressed the anger in his heart and forced a smile, "How much do you want?"

"I don't need it," Mu Sheng stood up, "Don't think about it, we can't cooperate."

Obviously buying medicine directly from her can save people, but these people insist on buying out the prescription,

Mu Sheng fully understands what this group of people are thinking. It is nothing more than buying out the prescription and then they can set their own price. When they want to set a high price, they will set a high price and make huge profits from it. This is a common method used by some medical companies.

This kind of practice is what Mu Sheng hates the most, so it is absolutely impossible for her to reach a cooperation with these people.

Director Zhao never thought that Mu Sheng would leave so simply. When he realized that he wanted to stop Mu Sheng, Mu Sheng had already gone far.

"Hmph, pretend to be arrogant, I want to see if you really treat money like dung, and you are not willing to sell such a big gold mine."

At this time, Vice President Liu called, "How is the matter going?"

"Dean, there is a problem. She refuses to sell it. I have talked for a long time and even tripled the price. She is not willing,"

"Well, you come back first, I have a solution." Vice President Liu didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, with a confident look. "

"good."

After hanging up the phone with the director, the dean called his subordinates, "Has Wen Ting gone to check the ward?"

"Yes, already gone."

"Yes." The vice president nodded, without saying anything else, "Go down."

In the ward at this time, Wen Ting was checking the patient's condition.

Lying on the hospital bed and howling in pain, it was the firefighters who were burned because they fought the fire. Although they were still children in their twenties, their bodies were already covered with scars.

The most serious of them was burns up to 90% of the body. The blisters formed by the burns were as big as eggs, and pus was constantly flowing out.

The pain after the burn is very hot. These men who did not hesitate in the face of the fire burst into tears in the pain of the burn like Ling Chi.

Seeing the miserable situation in the ward, Wen Ting tightly clenched the bottle of ointment in his pocket, subconsciously pursed his lips, hesitated again and again, but he still didn't take out the ointment after being signaled by the old doctor's eyes.

The wailing in the ward was louder than louder. As a doctor, Wen Ting had long been used to seeing these scenes, and there should have been no fluctuations, but today, Wen Ting saw only two people and couldn't stand it anymore.

He took a deep breath, "I'll go out for a while, you guys take a look first."

After speaking, Wen Ting strode out.

The ward door blocked the crying behind him, Wen Ting was finally able to catch his breath,

He kept building his mind, and when the emotions in his eyes gradually calmed down, an old lady with white hair suddenly walked by.

"Doctor, hello, I want to ask, do you know which ward my son is in?" The old lady said and handed a photo to Wen Ting,

Wen Ting took a look, his eyes froze, the patient's photo would be attached to the medical record, this person happened to be the one he had seen in the medical record,

The man smiling brightly in the photo is the man in the ward with 90% burns all over his body.

Wen Ting forced a smile, "You are?"

"I'm her mother. He hasn't been home for a long time. I went to his unit to find him. They said he was on a business trip, and my husband refused to tell me the truth," the old man said, his eyes turned red, "But I It was his mother, I had a hunch that something might have happened to him, so I asked one hospital after another, and the Imperial City Hospital was the fifth one I found."

Every word the old man said was like a hammer hitting Wen Ting's heart. Looking at the white hair of the old man, he hesitated, "Your hair?"

The old man stroked his hair embarrassingly, "It wasn't like this half a month ago, it's been a long time, it's gone if I don't pay attention."

Wen Ting's heart felt sour, he clenched the ointment in his pocket, and finally made a decision.

"Auntie, I have met your son. They didn't lie to you. Your son is indeed on a mission and will be back soon."

The old man was taken aback, "Are you serious?"

Wen Ting originally had a gentle and pure appearance, and when he looked at people sincerely, he had a convincing power, and the old man believed him subconsciously.

"Yes, I promise you," Wen Ting smiled at the old man, "You go home first, I promise, you will be able to see your child within half a month at most."