Chapter 1001
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
Sir had always been a person who didnât play by the rules, so Teresa didnât dare to guess what he was thinking.
He xihuai raised his hand. thatâs enough. You can leave.
âBut Sir, youâre still injured, Yingluo,â
âItâs just a superficial wound, he wonât die.â
Teresa didnât dare to disobey him, so she could only leave.
He xihuai sent a message to su CE, want to know how to save her?
Su CE was sitting at the ticket office of the old amusement park. The sky was low, and the evening light shone through the small window. His phone vibrated. There were no customers at this time, and he was very free.
He picked up his phone. When he saw the message, he frowned.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
He xihuai mocked him for not being a researcher anymore. He was more keen on being a businessman.
If even his team couldnât figure out a way to cure Qiao, how could he xihuai solve such a world-class problem?
However, no matter how much he didnât believe it, this was related to ah Qiaoâs health. He had to put down his pride and reply, â âYou have a way?â
âYou believe me?â
âItâs up to you to say it or not.â
go treat Gu Xiao first, â he xihuai said. if you can cure him, Iâll tell you how to save your niece.
In terms of medical skills, he xihuai had never been as good as su CE, not to mention that su CE had always been obsessed with medical skills and research. Later on, he xihuai entered the business world, so his medical skills were even worse than su CEâs.
âHow do I know if youâre telling the truth? if I cure Gu Xiao and you go back on your word, I canât do anything to you.â
Iâll only give you one clue. All over the world, Fu Nanli isnât the only one who has the same blood type as Wen Qiao and can take blood from others.
âWhat do you mean?â su CE frowned.
He xihuai had always been better than him in crooked ways.
Iâve said before that Iâll only give you one clue. When you cure Gu Xiao, or at least when Gu Xiaoâs condition has improved, Iâll tell you the next clue.
âIâll think about it,â su CE said, lowering his eyes.
He xihuai didnât force him. âIâll give you a week to consider.â
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As night fell, Fu Nanli went to Wen Qiaoâs house. Previously, Wen Qiao had told him about the matter of synthesising blood, and he had told Zhou Jing about this research project. Zhou Jingâs opinion was that it was very difficult.
Hence, he came to visit Wen Qiao.
He didnât want to be so direct with her and increase her psychological burden. He just wanted to see her.
When she entered, she saw Wen Qiao lifting a manâs clothes.
The man was dressed in a white shirt and was lying on the sofa. Wen Qiao lifted the corner of his shirt and stared intently at the manâs abdomen.
Even though he knew that number three was a robot, Fu Nanli still couldnât help but feel his blood rush to the top of his head.
After inserting the last needle, Wen Qiao heaved a sigh of relief. She felt that she could perform acupuncture on Fu Nanliâs grandfather in two days âtime. She wondered if the old man would be willing to accept treatment from her, a half-baked Doctor Who had just started his career.
âYouâre sweating,â number three smiled and looked at her,âwipe it off.â
Fu Nanli massaged his temples, walked up, drew a piece of tissue, and held Wen Qiaoâs hand, helping her wipe her sweat naturally.
Number threeâs gaze was open and clean, but no matter how open he was, Fu Nanli still felt stifled.
Wen Qiao didnât even look at his ABS as frequently as he DID number three.
How could he endure this?
âWhat are you doing here?â Wen Qiaoâs eyes sparkled as she looked at him.
Fu Nanli poured her another glass of cold water. âDrink some water, I have something to tell you.â
âSpeak.â
Fu Nanliâs gaze turned to number three.
âItâs fine, itâs fine even if I say it in front of him,â replied Wen Qiao.
Fu Nanli clenched his fists. He had to bear with it.