Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

Xie He Hospital.

Yang Rui pulled Jing Yulan out of the car, and introduced to her: "I did deferiprone before, because I saw a lot of children with thalassemia in Xiehe Hospital, so I decided to do it. I didn't expect to do deferiprone before." Come out and come here again."

"Are they related to the United Nations?" Jing Yulan looked at the hospital curiously.

Yang Rui nodded and said, "Didn't they co-establish a disease classification center with the WHO? The conditions are relatively good, and the WHO would like to come if they have anything to do. Of course, they are also willing. GMP is a pan-international product. Each country has its own standards, but everyone revises within a similar framework, and the participation of the WHO is indispensable."

Jing Yulan nodded while listening, seeing Yang Rui's expression was full of tenderness.

Doctors and patients who came and went to Xiehe also paid attention to Jing Yulan.

In Beijing, there are still quite a few beautiful girls, but pretty and temperamental girls are rare.

Jing Yulan's gentleness and elegance are too much in line with Chinese aesthetic standards.

Even the little nurses passing by couldn't help sneaking glances at Jing Yulan. Of course, they still had to spend most of their browsing time on Yang Rui. Compared with beautiful and classic Chinese girls, handsome Chinese guys are even rarer.

Jing Yulan has long been used to being noticed, but she is not used to appearing in public with Yang Rui, so she can't help but stand at the door, a little hesitant.

Yang Rui gave her a hand, and said with a smile: "You are my girlfriend today, don't leave me alone."

"Who's going to leave you alone. I'm not... a rascal like you." Jing Yulan blushed when she thought of Yang Rui's behavior at night. If she hadn't resolutely resisted, she didn't know what would happen.

However, even if he resolutely resisted, he seemed to lose a lot of places, and...Yang Rui seemed to like this method very much.

Jing Yulan took a peek at Yang Rui, then quickly lowered her head.

Yang Rui smiled slightly, his side face looked quite resolute, and it didn't make people think of cheating or other bad words at all.

"Let's go in for a walk. If there's nothing else to do, go back early. How about buying some beef and stewed potatoes at night?" Yang Rui's hint was quite obvious. Although he didn't really do anything in the past two nights, he just teased him more My heart itch.

Jing Yulan said with a guilty conscience and panic: "Who wants to go back with you..."

"Alright alright,

Beef stew with radish, this is the head office. "Yang Rui raised his hands in surrender.

"Who wants to eat carrots?" Jing Yulan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Yang Rui spread his hands: "Why don't you boil it for nothing? If you use a pressure cooker, it will be quite tender, just put some ginger or something..."

"I don't want beef."

"Then what do you want to eat, let's go back and buy it at night." Yang Rui was messing around just to make an appointment for dinner.

Jing Yulan was a little nervous and uneasy at first, but now she feels a little special...

Turning to look at Yang Rui again, he is really handsome.

The two chatted and walked into the venue prepared by Xiehe.

The land in Beijing is always tight, and the area designated by Xiehe is not very big. What is more special is that there are many foreigners in suits and leather shoes scattered in it, which makes people feel inexplicably tall.

"Are these UN officials?" Jing Yulan asked curiously, "It doesn't look like anything special."

Yang Rui shrugged and said, "I haven't met a few people from the United Nations. The part I remember, is a high salary special?"

"How tall?"

Yang Rui thought about it and said, "The annual salary should be more than 30,000 to 40,000 US dollars."

"One hundred thousand yuan per year?" Jing Yulan immediately calculated again: "Actually, it's more than 100,000 yuan, right?"

"It's no problem to top 200,000."

"How can I spend 200,000 yuan?" Jing Yulan was extremely puzzled.

Yang Rui smiled and said: "You can buy property if you can't spend it all. Isn't that what capitalists are like? You have to accumulate first before you can exploit other people."

"The goal of working in the United Nations is not to become a capitalist." It was not Jing Yulan who spoke, but a tall foreigner with green eyes, who spoke extremely fluent Chinese.

He stretched out and said with a smile: "Sorry, I couldn't help interrupting, mainly because I saw Mr. Yang Rui. You are Mr. Yang Rui, right?"

"Yes." Yang Rui looked up.

"My name is Gersmi, and I work in the Regional Medical Research Cooperation Center of the United Nations World Health Organization. I have seen you on TV. Of course, there are more photos in newspapers and magazines." Gersmi said with a smile: " My grandfather lived in China for a long time, he was a priest, and I like his Chinese stories very much, but none of them are as exciting as yours. I am your fan."

"Fans?" Yang Rui repeated himself before waking up, and said, "Is it fans?"

"fan?"

"fans."

"Oh...yes, that's what it means. You can still say it that way." Gersmi lowered his head and repeated several times, like a child memorizing words.

Yang Rui did not expect to mislead a foreigner who is proficient in Chinese so easily, so he simply pushed Jing Yulan out and introduced him to Gersmi.

Gersmi greeted Jing Yulan with sparkling eyes, and said with a smile: "Such an elegant lady, if you were in Europe, you would definitely be photographed by reporters and make the news."

At this time, a photographer from the conference happened to come over and motioned for them to take pictures.

Jing Yulan made a pose, stood parallel to Yang Rui, and said with a smile, "Look, in China, I just need to stand beside Yang Rui."

Gersmi said "Wow", "You can speak English, and you are very humorous."

"thanks."

Gersmi turned to face Yang Rui, and said, "Your luck, no, luck, Mr. Yang Rui, you are so lucky."

"I think so." Yang Rui laughed.

The two chatted in battle, and soon attracted several United Nations employees and Chinese scholars, forming a small circle.

Among the employees of the United Nations, there are not many who can speak Chinese, and even fewer who can speak it well. Therefore, Gersmi is very happy. He knows more Chinese scholars than Yang Rui.

It can be said that both Chinese and foreigners are full of affection for him.

Judging from the way he knew Yang Rui and his personality, he is indeed a person who is good at making friends.

Of course, Gersmi is not the only one who is good at making friends.

On the other side not far away, there is also a small circle, watching this side.

Here, Jiang Tonghua, who likes to make friends the most, gets more and more unhappy the more he looks at Yang Rui.

"The gmp committee, I think it's going to be over. Those who come from Ankara University in Turkey are regarded as overseas returnees, and that's fine. They have been abroad for at least a few years. What's the matter with nominating a student from Peking University now?" Jiang Tonghua Looking at Yang Rui's back, he looked unhappy.

"I can't help it. I heard that Yang Rui has made a new drug. You know about deferiprone. PCR is even more powerful, and it's almost becoming a laboratory standard." The man standing opposite Jiang Tonghua looked back at Yang Rui, and said : "Lao Cai pushes hard, and fills the seat again. For a while, there is really no one better than him."

"In China with 1 billion people, let only one student compete?" Jiang Tonghua rubbed his nose and said, "I'm ashamed to be with you."

Several people in this circle are all newly nominated scholars this time, and they are a little embarrassed by Jiang Tonghua's words.

"The nominations are all nominated, so let's take it easy." The person next to him advised softly.

Jiang Tonghua put his hands in his pockets, twirled the fabric inside, and said with a deep expression: "It's useless to nominate, if you don't pass, you just run with you."

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