Chapter 812
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
âI wonât take it to heart.â Wen Qiao shrugged her shoulders indifferently.
If she had such a fragile heart, she didnât know how many blows she would have taken.
He helped her apply the medicine and blew on it gently. He was close to her, and the window was slightly open. The spring breeze carried the smell of flower petals and grass, and the air was throbbing.
Wen Qiao naturally had the heart of a young girl.
Her girlish heart only bloomed in front of Fu Nanli.
âDoes it still hurt?â As she spoke, her breath landed on her cheek and it felt a little itchy. Her heart trembled slightly and Wen Qiao replied with a nasal voice, â Iâm alright.
Fu Nanli whipped out his phone and made a call. doctor Lin, come and take a look at Qiao âer later. See if there are any broken thorns in her skin.
young master, please wait a moment. Iâll go up after Iâm done looking after miss Qiu.
âAs soon as possible,â
Doctor Linâs hands moved faster, causing Fu huaiyong to be displeased. âAre you in a hurry?â
Doctor Linâs forehead was covered in cold sweat. It was not easy to be a sandwich panel. The old man was angry with his grandson, and he was in a difficult position as the family doctor.
âNo, Iâm not in a hurry.â
âTake your time and look carefully.â
âAlright, Yingluo, alright.â
About forty minutes later, doctor Lin finally reached the second floor. She saw the young masterâs gloomy face and quickly said, â Iâm sorry, I was delayed by miss Qiu ya. Iâll check on miss Wen now.
Fu Nanli sat lazily at the side with his long legs crossed. Doctor Lin held up a small flashlight and shone it at the spot where Wen Qiao had been stung by the bees, then kept the flashlight. young master, there are no broken thorns at the spot where miss Wen was stung. Donât worry, the swelling will go down after two days of application.
Fu Nanli nodded. got it. You may leave.
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After su CE returned to the country, his staff in the pentagram research base followed him back. Now in Haicheng, they had re-established their own research base.
What Wen Qiao didnât know was that her uncle was a regular of the lancets magazine and the top leader of the world Medical organization. They called him professor S, and only the people in the research base would call him professor su.
He went to the experimental base, and the chief researcher under him, old Fang, welcomed him to the laboratory.
Although he was called old Fang, he was actually just a man in his twenties. He graduated from the medical department of the top university. Now, he was working for a man with an elementary school education, and he especially admired this elementary school student.
âProfessor, youâre here.â
âHowâs the experiment going?â
itâs going well. The genetic sequence has been broken up and reassembled. Take a look at the DNA sequence I reconstructed.
Before su CE entered the laboratory, his assistant helped him put on a white coat, rubber gloves, and goggles.
He walked to the medical microscope and observed old Fangâs results. His brows were slightly furrowed. âAre you confident that you can succeed in dissolving blood this time?â
Old Fangâs expression was grave,âif youâre free, can you stay in the laboratory for a while longer? Iâm afraid Iâll fail again.â
Su CE lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, â âWasnât I always there the previous few times? didnât I still fail?â
âHow about you calm down?â
Su CEâs assistant, Aisha, laughed. youâll be confused if youâre concerned. You canât just talk about it. Itâs hard to control your mind.
Su CE sighed in his heart. Aisha was right. Every failure was because he was eager for success. He wanted to get rid of ah Qiaoâs damn illness as soon as possible, but he couldnât do it every time.
Old Fang saw that his boss was a little depressed and patted his shoulder. professor, donât worry. Weâll definitely overcome the difficulties and successfully study something thatâs suitable for Wen Qiaoâs blood.