Pick a School Flower as Your Wife

Chapter 118 You Are Getting Rich

Lu Wenhua suddenly found out that Jiang Xiaoxue, the goddess of the office, had a really high smile. She couldn't bear such a hilarious thing, she couldn't make a noise. It was a rare encounter in so many years that she was amused by father and son.

Finally, Jiang Xiaoxue smiled.

"Doctor Lu, you said enough." Jiang Xiaoxue asked with a chuckling, "You haven't talked about this matter yet, have you?"

"Of course, come back and share with you two beauties the first time." Lu Wenhua answered with a flattering smile.

"That's good." Jiang Xiaoxue nodded, "Otherwise--others thought I had a neurosis in this department."

As soon as the words fell, Lu Wenhua smiled and nodded, "That's right, that guy is a nerve-what?" Lu Wenhua reacted, his eyes widened, "Doctor Jiang, what do you mean?"

"I went to see Mr. Tang and his son this morning." Jiang Xiaoxue glanced at Lu Wenhua coldly and said quietly, "Now even if they want to have an operation, no one will do it for them."

"They-no medicine to save?" Lu Wenhua asked tentatively.

"Doctor Lu, your medical skills are getting worse and worse." Jiang Xiaoxue frowned and said in a deep voice, "I'm sure it must be Mr. Tang and his son who know you want to see their jokes, so they deliberately tease you. What you said, and you didn't notice it at all, and you were still complacent, and your IQ was in a hurry."

Lu Wenhua's face sank, his eyes visibly flashed in dissatisfaction.

A patient who may be in danger at any time, what right does he have to tease himself?

"Sister Zhen, look at the report I wrote." Jiang Xiaoxue handed the half-written report to Wang Xiuzhen, a middle-aged female doctor who looked a little puzzled in front of him. Wang Xiuzhen took a look and immediately revealed her eyes. Shocked, his body almost subconsciously stood up with a sigh, unable to hide the shock, "Jiang-Doctor Jiang, is this true?"

Jiang Xiaoxue's expression is solemn, "It is true."

"It's amazing, it's amazing." Wang Xiuzhen couldn't contain the excitement. She also saw the infinitely bright prospects of this bowl of medicinal soup. "I used to hear that there were special cases somewhere, and patients. Miracle recovery and so on-unexpectedly, it finally appeared in front of me once."

"If this result is made public, it will definitely cause a sensation." Wang Xiuzhen looked at Jiang Xiaoxue with excitement, and this result was first discovered by their department, and it will definitely be rewarded.

"What are you talking about?" Lu Wenhua stepped up with a look of confusion, took the report written by Jiang Xiaoxue from Wang Xiuzhen's hand, and glanced at it. His eyes were almost protruding, and he couldn't help but wipe his eyes. Looking over again, his eyes showed strong disbelief, "This-how is it possible?"

Lu Wenhua frowned, raised his eyes and said, "This is absolutely impossible, there will be such a miraculous medicinal soup? I have never heard of it."

"I haven't heard it, it's precious." Wang Xiuzhen replied immediately.

"This patient's condition, from beginning to end, I have been monitoring and monitoring at any time. I can be 100% sure that the miraculous elimination of congestion on the inner side of Tang Daer's brain is the effect of that bowl of medicinal soup." Jiang Xiaoxue said in a deep voice Opening.

Lu Wenhua felt his cheeks hot.

As if being slapped in the face.

Thinking of his previous laugh, remembering that Tang Dechang walked out of the ward with a blank face and asked himself why he was laughing-it turned out that he was just like a clown jumping under the other's eyelids.

If there is a piece of tofu in front of him, Lu Wenhua really wants to hit him to death.

"Doctor Lu, I can understand you." Wang Xiuzhen picked up the bowl of tofu flowers left over from breakfast today, and shook it in front of Lu Wenhua a few times.

Lu Wenhua's face immediately changed, and his eyes flashed embarrassingly.

He hummed, turned and walked out of the office.

Wang Xiuzhen laughed.

Jiang Xiaoxue sat down again and continued to write this report, which in her opinion was worth a lot of money.

In the corridor of the hospital, Lu Wenhua's expression was as deep as a pool of stagnant water.

"Damn it, **** it." Lu Wenhua kept cursing in his mouth, his eyes flashing with anger, and his qualifications in this hospital are not shallow, but in the past two days he has been stumbled over and over again People tease as fools.

"They looked like this yesterday, obviously." Lu Wenhua's footsteps suddenly stopped, his eyes widened suddenly, a fanatical color came out, and his hands trembled uncontrollably, "They--maybe still I didn't realize the value of this medicinal soup at all. I just treated it as an ordinary folk remedy, and held the attitude of giving it a try."

"Yes! It must be so!"

Lu Wenhua stepped forward with excitement, and a bold idea came to his mind.

Get the secret recipe for medicinal soup!

If you can get the secret recipe of the medicinal soup and obtain its patent, it will definitely be a source of wealth, and it will not be a problem. More importantly, you can exhale!

No need to be teased by the patient's family, no need to be scolded by Jiang Xiaoxue, no need to be scolded by Qu Cai and deduct the bonus -

The premise is that you get the secret recipe of the medicinal soup and let it belong to you in name.

"In this way, we must hurry up before Jiang Xiaoxue delivers the report."

Lu Wenhua quickened his pace, feeling a little short of breath.

This is a great opportunity of a lifetime.

Lu Wenhua walked downstairs in a stride, and walked around in the lobby on the first floor, as if doing something wrong. When a colleague passed by to say hello, he was busy pretending not to see it.

From half of the report written by Jiang Xiaoxue, Lu Wenhua knew that the medicinal soup was made by Luo Feng, a classmate of Tang Dal.

Although Lu Wenhua looked very uncomfortable with Luo Feng, all grievances could be tolerated for the secret recipe of the medicinal soup.

This is just after eight o'clock in the morning.

According to Luo Feng's previous habit, at least he had to eat after school at noon, and he could only come to the hospital after 12 o'clock.

But Lu Wenhua couldn't take care of that much, the opportunity was waiting.

In case Luo Feng came a little earlier, went to the ward, and met Jiang Xiaoxue, he would have no chance to swallow the secret recipe of the medicinal soup.

Lu Wenhua asked himself, the price he can pay is naturally not comparable to a hospital.

However, he was confident that he would surely be able to impress Luo Feng, the other party was just a middle school student. I don't know where he got this medicinal soup, as long as he has some benefits, the secret recipe of medicinal soup is not easy to catch.

Lu Wenhua is looking forward to it.

From more than eight o'clock to more than twelve o'clock, my legs were sore, but I became more energetic.

The heartbeat became more rapid.

"Is this the feeling that it's about to go flat?" Lu Wenhua thought excitedly.

Thousands of hopes.

Finally, a figure appeared in front of Lu Wenhua's eyes--

The tall and straight body walked like a stroll in the courtyard.

"Student Luo Feng, Luo Feng." Lu Wenhua walked up three steps in two steps, showing an extremely enthusiastic smile on his face for the first time, stretched out his hand, smiled again and again, said, "Congratulations, congratulations, You are going to be rich!"