Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

At first, he was still surprised that the president didn't go to the hospital to see Su Qiao.

Later, he thought it was the president who had a clear distinction between public and private.

After all, the president used to be a workaholic, and he didn't even have a personal hobby except that work was work.

But after a few days like this, he felt something was wrong.

Because the president is not only talking less every day, but also constantly looking at his mobile phone.

He is often seen picking up and putting it down, putting it down and picking it up.

At the same time, the complexion also changed from time to time.

Every time I look at my phone, I get a little gloomy.

Still annoyed, the temples are bulging, it can be seen that he is very angry.

Lin Shen thought about it for a long time, and finally understood the crux.

Although he didn't know what friction happened between the president and Su Qiao, but the president looked like this, and at a glance, he knew that he was waiting for someone's call or message.

"Cough cough."

He coughed lightly and cleared his throat: "President, Miss Su doesn't seem to have your phone number yet."

Qin Mohan, who was putting down the document and was about to take his mobile phone from his desk to check it, paused, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

Then he raised his head and stared at Lin Shen with a cold gaze.

Lin Shen wished he could slap himself.

Why is he so stupid?

Knowing that the president is thin-skinned, he still said it.

He should have sent the president's phone number directly to Su Qiao.

And then rambling, reminding her to call the president, or send a message or something, wouldn't that be enough?

Thinking of this, Lin Shen, who has a strong self-help ability, immediately said:

"President, Miss Su must be looking for you, but I don't have your mobile phone number, so I can't find you. I'll send your phone number and WeChat to Miss Su right away."

"Yeah." Qin Mohan replied softly and tapped his finger on the desk: "By the way, ask about her leg injury."

"Yes." After Lin Shen nodded respectfully, he quickly slipped away.

Hospital.

In addition to eating and eating these days, Su Qiao just has a look.

Besides eating, she found another interest in this world.

This has to do with her old line of work.

She has been thoroughly immersed in the sea of ​​herbs since buying several medical books on herbs online.

She compared the medicinal herbs in this world with the medicinal herbs in the original world, their medicinal strength, effect, ratio, formula, etc.

The more I look, the more excited I become, the more I look at it, the more itchy my hands, and the more I look at it, the more I want to go to the virgin forests around the world.

If it wasn't for the fact that she was still lying on the hospital bed, she would have already flown away.

Because online shopping is very convenient, she experimented a little while people weren't paying attention.

It's just that there are no tools, and the venue is not allowed, so there are still some unfinished business.

Of course, she did not let go of books on Western medicine.

After all, in her previous world, even if there were knives, silver needles and gold needles, they still couldn't compare with modern medical equipment.

Fortunately, her soul is now much stronger, her mind is clear, and her memory is very good.

Otherwise, if you are exposed to so many things at once, it is estimated that you will feel dizzy.

When Lin Shen arrived at the hospital, he saw that in the originally empty ward, a bookshelf was added at some point, and there were many books neatly placed on it.

He glanced at it briefly, most of them were related to medicine, both Chinese and Western medicine.

Others are a bit miscellaneous, what geographic knowledge, what geographic exploration, hydrogeology and so on.

And there was a small light pink computer on the small table on Su Qiao's bed, and she was staring at the computer watching something.

"Cough cough, Miss Su."

Su Qiao didn't notice him at first, and only glanced sideways at him until he made a sound, and then quickly turned back to the computer screen.

What Lin Shen was about to say suddenly got stuck in his throat.