Mrs. Shen was sent to the hospital on the spot.
Chen Jianhong put away the examination equipment and looked at Shen Yurou who was waiting beside him: "It's nothing serious. This is an old problem of the old lady. It will only take a few days for her to recover."
When Mrs. Shen heard Chen Jianhong say that she was fine, she faintly opened her eyes.
Pretending to be sick was her old trick. She didn't believe that Shen Dongli wouldn't come to the house with his sons to apologize if he knew about it. Then she would take the opportunity to ask Yu Rou to return to the Shen family and restrain the unlucky bad guy.
When Shen Yurou saw Chen Jianhong, she was so excited that she was almost speechless!
This was someone who usually only appeared in the news. She had not followed Mrs. Shen every time she saw a doctor before. This was the first time she saw Chen Jianhong.
"Professor Chen, I am Shen Yurou, the granddaughter of the Shen family. My study direction is also medicine. Are you willing to accept me as your apprentice?"
Chen Jianhong chuckled, "This is the first time I've met Chief Shen's granddaughter. I didn't expect you to also study medicine."
Shen Yurou said shyly, "Well, my grandparents are not in good health. I want to study medicine and take good care of them."
There was a trace of resentment hidden in her eyes.
It was because the old man of the Shen family told her to stay on her own terms and not think about competing with the fourth son of the Shen family for the family property, that he did not allow her to study business and finance, and only allowed her to study medicine.
She just couldn't understand. She was also a child of the Shen family. Why didn't she have any family property?
If they can stay with Chen Jianhong, everyone in the Shen family will know that she is the best!
Mrs. Shen chuckled and said, "Yurou is my only granddaughter. If I can stay with Professor Chen, I will be content."
The four sons of the Shen family all have their own merits, and the daughter is not bad at all. Chen Jianhong agreed: "Okay, Yurou will follow me and learn first. If you have talent, I will lead it myself."
Shen Yurou's eyes shone with excitement: "Okay! Thank you Professor Chen!"
Chen Jianhong asked: "Have you published any core SICs or led the project team to conduct any major research?"
Shen Yurou: "..."
What is this and what?
She didn't even go to school, so how could she have time to study sci? It would be nice to just spend money on one of those things.
Seeing her somewhat embarrassed expression, Chen Jianhong understood that this daughter was probably just showing up.
It's a pity that the sons of the Shen family are all geniuses, and he still hopes to accept a disciple like Shen Zhongshuang.
"I'll go check the ward first. Please contact me in two days."
"good!"
…
Beijing Qiaoxi Hospital, Special Rest Ward
"Mr. Shen's body is not bad, please exercise more."
Chen Jianhong looked at the old man lying on the bed with a smile.
"I'm old, my granddaughter will come over in a while and let her take me to bask in the sun."
When he mentioned his granddaughter, Mr. Shen had a kind and kind smile on his face.
Chen Jianhong walked out of the door and bumped into Pei Jue who came to see Mr. Pei.
"Uncle Chen, is my grandpa in good health?"
Chen Jianhong handed over an examination report: "All the data are normal, but the blood pressure is high and the diet needs to be controlled."
Pei Jue took the order and read it carefully, "Thank you, Uncle Chen. I have checked the last prescription. Can you come with me?"
The matter of the prescription has always been a big stone weighing on Chen Jianhong's heart.
After all, the patients here are all heavyweights, and there are many founding generals upstairs who are still recuperating, so nothing can go wrong.
Not to mention the patient died. Chen Jianhong hurriedly followed Pei Jue: "I have the latest Pu'er tea cakes in my office. Please give me a compliment, Mr. Pei."
In the office, the fragrance of tea lingers, and the aroma of Pu'er tea, which is worth one or two for six figures, fills the room with the fragrance of tea.
"The last incident had something to do with the dark web killer organization Blue Whale. They teamed up with internal personnel in the hospital to change Uncle Chen's prescription, and the relevant personnel have been arrested."
Chen Jianhong was surprised and said: "Foreign forces?"
Pei Jue nodded and took a sip of tea, "The old men have extraordinary status. Many foreign forces are watching. The previous attack on Chief Shen was also their work."
Chen Jianhong had cold sweat on his forehead, "I understand, thank you Mr. Pei. I heard that Mr. Pei and the granddaughter of the Shen family are still engaged?"
Pei Jue raised his eyes and said with a smile: "Uncle Chen is not a gossip, so why did he bring up this matter?"
Chen Jianhong hesitated for a moment, and the beautiful face of Shen Yurou, without any new ideas or background, came to his mind, especially those eyes filled with profit, which always made him feel uncomfortable.
"If Mr. Pei can trust me, this Miss Shen is not a good match."
For a person like Pei Jue, the women around him must complement him. No matter how you look at it, Shen Yurou is not good enough for Pei Jue.
Pei Jue was a little surprised, held the teacup and smiled gently, and said no more.
…
The night was undulating, and the rich darkness covered the corners of the city.
The blade was unsheathed and pressed against the killer's fragile throat.
Qing Wu said coldly: "Where is the director of the Love Orphanage?"
The killer's eyes were filled with shock. How did she know they had taken away the director of the orphanage?
"Fool, do you think you can cover the sky with just one hand? Sooner or later, your organization will be replaced by our Blue Whale!"
The three major killer organizations on the dark web, Tower, Deep Sea, and Blue Whale, are hostile but also check and balance each other.
The killer fell to the ground, Qing Wu rubbed her wrist, turned and walked into a nearby underground fighting arena.
"kill him!"
"Come on, Cheetah! Kill the Burmese man in front of you who doesn't know the heights of the sky!"
The shouts were loud, and the fists of the thugs in the octagonal cage on the stage were attacking the opponent's life gate with every punch.
The boss of the fighting arena bowed in front of Qing Wu: "Boss, someone asked you to take action, and the price is 60 million US dollars."
Qing Wu shook her head: "Go to the news room, I won't be on stage today."
"Yes, please come with me."
Inside the underground fighting arena is the largest information trading place in the capital. Information is given out through auctions, and the one with the highest price gets it.
Qing Wu put on a mask and sat in the VIP seat, staring at the store staff who were introducing news on the stage.
"This news is about clues about the international organization's suppression of the dark web. The starting price is $50,000."
International organizations crack down on the dark web every year, and arms dealers, smugglers, and killer organizations are all famous names on the list.
Qing Wu was not interested in this news.
If it could be surrounded so easily, the tower would have long ceased to exist.
In the end, the news was sold for $60,000.
"The following news is about the Tengshan Hospital eighteen years ago. The starting price is one million US dollars."
The whole place was in an uproar!
"What kind of information is worth one million US dollars? The identity information of the leader of the Conch Organization that was sold last time was only half a million US dollars."
"This happened eighteen years ago? Who would buy news from such a long time ago?"
Qing Wu held up the sign: "One and a half million."
Everyone: "..."
Is there really someone who took advantage of this news? Or is he the one who was taken advantage of sitting in the VIP room... No, this news definitely has merit.
"One million six hundred thousand."
Qing Wu continued to hold up the sign: "One million seven hundred thousand."
The VIP room next door followed closely: "One million and eight hundred thousand."
"Two million."
"Two and a half million."
Qing Wu: "..."
Fujiyama Hospital is the closed hospital next to the Love Orphanage.
Who else is as interested in the news about Tengshan Hospital as she is?
"Two million six hundred thousand."
The person next door continued to increase the price: "Three million."
In the VIP room, Old God Pei Jue raised the sign in his hand and kept increasing the price.
This news is of no importance to him, but since Fool is investigating the Love Orphanage, he will definitely be interested in this news.
Thinking of that slender and graceful figure, there was a smile on Pei Jue's lips.
Qing Wu did not raise her sign again.
Who knows how far this news goes, if it is just a few words, she will have spent her money in vain.
The news from the auction house does not care about the after-sales service.
"Three million for the first time, three million for the second time, three million for the third time, the deal is done. Congratulations to VIP No. 9!"
