The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

"You have boasted your so-called repair technology to the sky. No one has ever seen a few patients actually cured. Who knows whether your technology is really effective?" Ning Yuetong said disdainfully, "As far as I'm concerned, You know, in foreign countries, the clinical trial of a mature medical technology or drug should not be less than 6.5 years, which is six and a half years. You have determined that this treatment method is available in a few months, which is what China has done. No country can make medical research so funny.

The young doctor's expression changed. Just as he was about to say something, he was stopped by the experienced old doctor beside him.

The old doctor smiled and didn't look angry at all, "Ms. Ning feels that we are not trustworthy. We can completely understand. Now that your condition has stabilized, we will no longer interfere with your condition."

After saying that, the old doctor turned around and left the ward first.

Several other doctors looked at each other and left silently.

Ning Yuetong was stunned. She was lying on the hospital bed, unable to move or respond to calls. She could only watch the doctors walk out.

She was so angry that she turned on her mobile phone. Her mobile phone was Shi Jian 1 produced by Huo Group.

Ning Yuetong called her secretary, but the phone rang five or six times, but no one answered.

She frowned and called the vice president of Ning Group again.

No one answered either.

She hesitated and put on her scarf, just in time to see that the scarf was covered with news about Huo Yan and Gu Weimian's wedding of the century.

This is the first live broadcast of a wealthy wedding in Bibo, and it is also the first national carnival in the history of the mobile Internet era.

Gu Weimian's name flooded the screen again.

Ning Yuetong was so angry that she wanted to throw her phone away, but looking at Shi Jian 1 in her hand, she couldn't do it.

The sun gradually set, and no one except Ning Yuetong appeared in this ward again.

Ning Yuetong looked at the incandescent lights above her head, despised the somewhat old hospital building, and hesitated countless times whether to press the call bell.

She could hear the footsteps coming and going in the corridor, and she could also hear the authentic Yanjing dialect shouted not far away: "Nurse, this way!"

But the excitement was all theirs, and she had nothing.

She seemed abandoned by the whole world.

She hesitated for a moment, then clicked on the scarf news. The headline was that the Ning Group went bankrupt.

Her heart stopped for a moment, her eyes were closed, her face was pale, and her hands fell weakly.

She was powerless, she was angry, she wanted to die.

She didn't understand why she lost! Why did he lose to a little-known wild girl like Gu Weimian!

Of course it's because Huo Yan likes Gu Weimian and prefers Gu Weimian!

If it were her, Iwami 1 would definitely be better, hotter, and more popular than it is now!

Her mind was filled with all sorts of unwilling thoughts.

"Ah! -" Ning Yuetong couldn't help but scream. She called for a long time, but no one came.

She slowly closed her eyes, tears falling.

Gu Weimian was eating in the cafeteria. He sneezed several times in succession, and was disgusted by Ning Quruo, who was sitting opposite.

"you caught a cold?"

Gu Weimian wiped her nose, "No." She frowned, "Someone must be scolding me behind my back."

Ning Quruo: "...Is it tied to grass?"

Gu Weimian: "..."

From the corner of her sight, she caught sight of Xicao standing up silently holding a rice bowl. She lowered her head very cautiously, pretending that she hadn't heard anything just now.