Black Bellied President Dotes on Wife

Mu's Hospital has its own independent research institute, which specializes in the research of various drugs and disease control. It is located in the suburb of City A and covers a wide area. It is the largest medical research institute in the whole city.

Here, Mu Qing has his own dedicated oncology research team, working day and night to conduct medical research to overcome the tumor problem.

The reason why Muqing has a very high attainment in brain tumors, the success rate of surgery is 90%, because he has his own research team playing a huge role.

However, every project in medical research is costly, and research on cancer is burning money. If it is not supported by Jing Yichen, his project will not continue.

Mu Qing walked into the institute, and the R&D staff and doctors inside were greeting him.

He smiled and nodded, then went to the oncology research and development room.

The expert in charge of tumor suppressor drugs is an American named Barton. He is 54 years old this year and has been studying cancer for nearly 30 years.

His wife and daughter all died of cancer, and now he is alone, putting all his efforts into the development of anticancer drugs.

Mu Qing was impressed by his scientific research spirit and his feelings for his wife and daughter. He built a separate laboratory for him, and the funds allowed him to squander.

Barton and Mu Qing have very similar ideas for the development of anticancer drugs. He has been in the research institutes of the United States and Germany in his early years, but his ideas are not welcome and there is not much support available. Delays have not made great progress.

Later, when Mu Qing went to Germany to participate in the oncology academic conference, she met Barton. The two of them talked very speculatively and even met each other.

I heard that Mu Qing can provide sufficient funds to support drug research and development. Barton did not hesitate to follow him to the country. Now he has been in the research institute of Mu's Hospital for eight years. Even Chinese speaks. It’s slippery.

Today, Mu Qing will work with Barton to select the appropriate cancer volunteers for drug testing.

Mu Qing and other days have been waiting for a long time.

Although the volunteers have already passed the initial screening, this time the selection has been a secondary screening, but the two people are still very carefully selected, they keep discussing which one is suitable and which is not suitable, even for this intense debate.

Of course, the debate has long been a commonplace for them.

In the medical world, different voices are needed and progress is needed in the debate.

After the first batch of 20 cancer volunteers were selected, it was already late at night.

Although Mu Qing is very tired, his eyes are bright.

He can all fall back on the anti-cancer drugs all over the world, and he can understand the medicinal properties and healing ability he can play.

He believes that the new drugs he developed with Barton will have a more significant effect, while also greatly reducing the side effects of anticancer drugs.

He drove back from the suburbs to the city, and when he returned to the apartment, it was already a little over one o'clock in the morning.

Just opened the door and walked in, and a wooden voice came from a woman’s voice: "You are back."

Mu Qing’s hand slammed, and the key in his hand slammed into the ground.

This voice...

He suddenly looked up and saw a beautiful woman on the sofa in the living room.

She wore a water-blue tulle dress, a white knit cardigan, and a pair of open-air high-heeled shoes on the white jade's feet. The legs were straight and slender, and the waist was full of grip, and the temperament was cool, noble and elegant.

Her facial features are extremely delicate, long eyelashes, big eyes, tall and graceful nose, rosy lips, white skin and delicate skin seems to be able to pour out water.

After Mu Qing stayed for a while, he was somewhat uncertain: "Yang Muyan?!"

"Oh, I didn't expect you to recognize me at a glance. It seems that I still have a very important position in your heart."

Yang Muyan smiled slightly, revealing a somewhat cheerful expression.

The current Yang Muyan is just like a three-pointer from the previous Yang Muyan. Mu Qing stares at her face. Something incredulously says: "How do you become this look now? Are you plastic?"

Yang Muyan loved to touch his smooth face, faintly said: "Do a little micro plastic surgery, how, I am not beautiful now?"

"This is not a problem that is not beautiful, but you are not you after the plastic surgery." Although it is very beautiful, but how to look at Mu Qing feel very awkward, a face gives people a feeling of a little leave.

"What I want is this effect." Yang Muyan didn't care at all. "As long as you like it, it can be changed. Since you don't like my face before, then I will change one, if you are I don't like it, then I will make myself look like Zhao Anan, you should like it."

When Mu Qingdun was shocked, he hurriedly waved his hand: "Don't stop, you are very good now, very beautiful and beautiful, you don't need to be whole!"

Just kidding, his Zhao Anan is unique. If Yang Muyan is turned into Zhao An'an, he will be uncomfortable!

Zhao Anan’s face is not owned by Yang Muyan.

Mu Qing’s answer apparently made Yang Muyan very satisfied. She stared at Mu Qing and smiled somewhat tenderly.

Yang Muyan's appearance is very beautiful now, and she received aristocratic education from an early age, and her behavior is completely a good show. She sat quietly there, showing a shallow smile. Those who don't know will definitely regard her as a noble and beautiful woman who is gentle and beautiful.

Even Mu Qing knows how perverted her heart is, knowing how ugly she is in the past, and at the moment she has to admit that she is really pleasing when she pretends.

However, Mu Qing is really not in the mood to appreciate the beauty.

He frowned and looked at Yang Muyan, who was sitting on his sofa at home. He asked in a bad tone: "How did you come in? So late, should you leave?"

"It is very late, I came here. I just want to give you a surprise. Don't you want to have a romantic evening with me? It is very easy to enter your home. I have the key to your home. ”

Yang Muyan said, the lips slightly raised, revealing a perfect smile, and then, she spread out her own tender and white fingers, pale pink hands, is a new and not the old key.

She is really beautiful now, with a fine facial features and a light makeup. With a smile, people will have a sense of fascination.

Mu Qing was not surprised by her at all. He said with anger: "How do you have the key to my door? Give it back to me!"