Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

Everyone present suddenly opened their eyes in shock.

They looked at the young man in front of them in disbelief, and were frightened out of their wits by the shocking news. "Jing... Jinglan?"

It can be said that the name Jinglan is known to everyone.

Jingshi Pavilion has an insignificant status among various organizations in the world. Besides, they always support the troops with their hearts set on justice. Everyone present is very familiar with the word Jinglan!

"But isn't Jinglan..." an old uncle? !

Although the young man in front of me wears a mask to cover his entire face, and his specific appearance cannot be seen, he looks very young from the way he is dressed. Even if only his eyes and lips are exposed, there are clues about his age from his facial features. .

Shi Qinglan's lips curled up slightly. The girl was wearing a wig and a mask. The moment she raised her lips, she was a bit flamboyant and wanton, as if she was young and frivolous, but also very boss-like.

"Where are the patients now?" The girl looked sideways.

She deliberately suppressed her voice, pretending to be a man's voice with a calm voice, and achieved the ultimate in disguising herself as a man.

Jiang Xiaoyin raised his eyebrows slightly, "Central Hospital."

"Take me there." Shi Qinglan immediately withdrew his gaze and took the lead in walking out of the dormitory area with his long legs.

The girl's back was slender and sassy, ​​and there was a bit of sharpness like the wind under her feet. There was a kind of light that seemed to be inherent in her bones, pouring out inadvertently and unable to hide it at all.

Jiang Xiaoyin looked at his niece's back with dark eyes.

With her sassy temperament and aura, he really wanted to believe that this was the all-powerful Jinglan...

A few hours later, Bo Yucheng also arrived in the south.

The plane landed slowly at the airport. Bo Yucheng walked steadily down the ramp, followed by many subordinates in neat uniforms. Wen Le and Wen Mo also followed closely to the south.

"Master Bo, where should we go first?" Wen Le chased after him and asked, "Go to the hospital first or go to the hotel to adjust first?"

"Hospital." Bo Yucheng opened his lips without hesitation.

The root cause of the turmoil in the south was this sudden illness. Naturally, he had to go to the hospital first to check on the situation.

Wen Le nodded and said, "I have notified people in the south to arrange a car to pick him up. I will contact the Central Hospital again."

Bo Yucheng responded with a calm voice, "Yeah."

He slipped his hand into the pocket of his suit trousers, took two steps and suddenly stopped, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and dialed Shi Qinglan while continuing to walk forward.

Counting the time, she should have arrived at the imperial capital.

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The central hospital has a dense flow of people.

Jiang Xiaoyin greeted the dean in advance and said that famous experts would come to support her. However, at her request, she did not mention the identity of the heir to the Medical Research Institute of Country A to avoid exposing her disguise.

As soon as Shi Qinglan arrived at the door of the hospital, the dean personally led the director of the infectious disease department to greet him and said enthusiastically, "Master Xiao."

Although the dean and department director were both from S State, they knew that Jiang Xiaoyin was an army officer sent by China to support him. He often brought people to the hospital to help some time ago.

When faced with this kind of problem, everyone can't help but work together and help each other.

"Dean Smith." Jiang Xiaoyin responded in a foreign language.

The man's voice was low and sexy, and his fluent foreign languages ​​​​spoke between his lips, adding to his endless charm.

Dean Smith looked at him with a kind smile, and then his eyes fell on the young man beside him, "This gentleman must be the famous expert introduced to us by Mr. Xiao, right? I didn't expect that he is so young and has a formidable future."

"Dean." Shi Qinglan nodded slightly and reached out to him.

The two shook hands politely, and Dean Smith led her into the hospital and briefly introduced the current situation.

"The patients are currently living in special wards. We have compiled all the cases in detail. You can take a look first."

Dean Smith's attitude was very good, and he did not doubt her because of her age. After all, in this situation, anyone who has the slightest hope should not give up easily.

Shi Qinglan took off his black jacket and put on a white coat. The white coat modified his figure, and was lined with a white T-shirt and black trousers, giving him a graceful image.

"I'll look at the medical records first." She walked into the archives room.

Then he sat at his desk and read the case study with his eyes down seriously. He held a pen in his long white fingers and occasionally sketched and added something, "Do you have any virus samples?"

"I'll order someone to get it right now." Dean Smith nodded.

All the information Shi Qinglan asked for was quickly sent over. After she understood the general situation, she pursed her lips slightly and rubbed the signature pen with her fingertips as if thinking about how to deal with it.

"What can you do?" Dean Smith asked.

Shi Qinglan pursed her lips slightly and turned the pen around carelessly, "It shouldn't be that troublesome."

Hearing this, Dean Smith couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

There were already quite a few experts here. The first thing everyone did here was to see the patients. Only Shi Qinglan asked to see the medical records and was very confident in the treatment.

After seeing the patient, others said there was nothing they could do...

But the director of the Department of Infectious Diseases frowned, "What do you mean it's not that troublesome? Famous doctors from all over the world have been struggling with this for several days, and you are so sure of your own medical skills? I'm afraid even the heir to the Medical Research Institute wouldn't dare to do this. Say it?"

Hearing this, Shi Qinglan's eyebrows raised slightly.

She casually put down the pen in her hand, leaned back lazily, and looked up at the director, "Others can't do it because their medical skills need to be refined. I said it's not a problem, so it's not a problem."

After the voice fell, Shi Qinglan stood up readily.

She slipped her hands into the pockets of her white coat and walked out of the archive room with her slender legs, "I'll go to the ward to take a look."

Seeing this, Dean Smith immediately chased after her.

The director of the infectious department frowned slightly. He was hesitating whether to follow, but suddenly he noticed a sharp gaze on his side.

He cast his eyes over by feeling, and he met a pair of deep eyes with a bit of wild and flamboyant temperament. Jiang Xiaoyin hooked his lower lip a little bit ruffianly, "Don't mess with her."

The man's voice was deep and cold. Although he looked very playful, he made people inexplicably taste a sense of danger.

"You can't afford to mess with her." Jiang Xiaoyin raised his eyebrows slightly.

As soon as the voice fell, he followed with his long legs, his slender back figure was so ostentatious.

At the same time, Bo Yucheng also arrived at the Central Hospital. As soon as he stepped into the hospital gate, he heard a young nurse talking excitedly, "Have you heard? It seems that a super powerful expert came to the hospital today, and he is very young!"

Good night, babies, see you tomorrow.