At the door of the ward, Luo Jiarong sat beside Fang Que, frowning slightly. Although Wang Xiaojun took action himself, Luo Jiarong was still a little worried.

Wang Xiaojun is He Zhengguo's junior sister. He Zhengguo specially invited Fang Que to treat Fang Que and expressed his attitude.

But at this time, he happened to meet Tong Xiaotong, and He Zhengguo also discovered that Fang Que valued Tong Xiaotong, so he asked Wang Xiaojun to take action himself to treat Tong Xiaotong.

Wang Xiaojun is also a signboard of Dizhou University.

Although the youngest professor in the Department of Medicine of Dizhou University is now in his early thirties, he is already well-known in the medical community of the entire China Alliance. He overcomes many medical problems and saves countless lives, and has made significant contributions to the China Alliance.

He Zhengguo was taught the same teacher as Wang Xiaojun. Later, he graduated. Wang Xiaojun was not burdened by secular fame and fortune, so he established a scientific research team to specialize in the medical field.

He Zhengguo parted ways with Wang Xiaojun and entered Tianyun First Hospital, and now he has become the vice president of Tianyun First Hospital.

If it weren't for this relationship, in general, even if there was a generous reward, it would be difficult to invite Wang Xiaojun to come out.

"It's okay, I think your classmate will not have any major problems." Fang Que also saw Luo Jiarong's worry and said calmly.

"Cousin, you can see it again... You really think you are a fortune teller. Just look at your face and you can see the fate of others..." Luo Jiarong gave Fang Que a blank look, but after Fang Que interrupted her, her worries in her heart also weakened by three points.

"You can't tell me, your cousin is really good at fortune telling."

"Tsk~ Who believes it!" Luo Jiarong gave Fang Que another glance: "If you know how to tell fortunes, why don't you directly figure out what disease the child has? How to treat it?"

"I can really calculate it." Fang Que's mouth slowly curled up. He didn't know how to tell fortunes, but he really knew about Tong Xiaotong's illness.

After all, this disease occurs under your pen tip.

"Let's make a bet, and bet on whether I can calculate it."

"What is the bet?" Luo Jiarong was thinking in her mind at this time, how to cheat Fang Que, because she believed that Fang Que could not win.

"If I win, you'll treat me to a big meal, and you'll spend a month's pocket money." Fang Que smiled. Influenced by the Luo family's tutor, Luo Jiarong's pocket money was not much. I thought I could take out a month's share at one time, but I would feel sorry for this girl.

"Okay!" Luo Jiarong agreed without thinking because he felt that Fang Que could not win: "What if I win?"

"You can't win without if."

"???" Luo Jiarong looked questioning: "If I win, you will accompany me to go shopping. I will pay for whatever I buy, and I will ask you to carry all the ones you carry."

"Okay!" Fang Que agreed with all his words.

"Mr. Fang, Miss Luo, don't worry, my junior sister's medical skills are at the forefront in the entire China League.

Moreover, one of the medical problems she is mainly engaged in today is heart disease. I believe that if my junior sister takes action, she will definitely cure the disease.” At this time, He Zhengguo came over and comforted the two and said.

Fang nodded in a bad way and said nothing.

Seeing Fang Que's cold look, He Zhengguo's heart skipped a beat, so he hurriedly said:

"Mr. Fang, I have also investigated what happened just now. Huang Li, the front desk medical staff at Tianyun Hospital, was a supervisor who stole himself, accepted bribes, colluded with outsiders, and deliberately made things difficult for patients who came to treat the disease.

I have fired her with my own hands and used Huang Li as a typical example to alert all the medical staff in the hospital and will definitely not make such mistakes again in the future."

Fang nodded in a bad mood: "Director He, please trouble you, but please send me a message and don't let this person work in medicine anymore, because she is not worthy of this profession."

"Okay! I'll do it now." He Zhengguo said quickly.

"Director He, there is no hurry to do this. I want to ask, who bribed Huang Li?"

"It's Miss Luo's classmate, Wang Dongsheng, his father Wang Zichang, the chairman of Xuri Group, and has some reputation in the real estate contracting industry in Dizhou."

He Zhengguo said meaningfully, just to remind Fang Que what to do if he wanted to rectify Wang Dongsheng.

Wang Zichang is a well-known real estate contractor in Dizhou, but so what? Who are the real estate contractors most afraid of? Naturally, they are developers and real estate companies, because their jobs are all given by real estate companies!

The Fang family consortium is the largest real estate company in the entire Dizhou. Whoever wants to eat will have food, and whoever wants to eat will have food. Whoever wants to eat will have hunger.

And trying to kill Wang Zichang is just a sentence from the Fang family. As the only heir to the Fang family, Fang Que has the strength to say this.

"Xiri Group...Wang Zichang...Where are others?" Fang Que narrowed his eyes slightly and asked a question.

He really had no impression of Wang Dongsheng, but when it came to Wang Zichang, he remembered it.

Wang Zichang also has many scenes in the book "The Night King of Flower City". He is also one of Ye Qitian's subordinates. He is similar to Boss Hu, who has a great reputation in the underworld of the Imperial Continent. He is the right-hand man of Ye Qitian when he developed in the Imperial Continent.

"He is waiting outside the hospital! He said that his behavior was just a moment of confusion, and hoped that Fang Shao could give him a chance to correct his mistakes."

"Oh!" Fang Que nodded, and an idea appeared in his mind...

"Doctor Wang, how are you doing?" When Wang Xiaojun pushed the door out, Luo Jiarong quickly stood up.

Although Wang Xiaojun is in her early thirties, she can’t tell her true age at all, because Wang Xiaojun looks like a Miaoli girl in her early twenties.

Her skin is not very fair, but she is also healthy wheat-colored and has a plump figure. She looks like she is often fitness. Although she is wearing ordinary loose medical uniforms, she cannot hide her graceful figure at all.

At this time, Wang Xiaojun frowned and ignored Luo Jiarong's question, thinking all over his face, solemnly but surprised: "How could it be? It's impossible? How could the crack in the heart survive until now?

There is no help, no help..."

"Not saved? What's there to be saved?" Luo Jiarong's heart sank suddenly. She didn't expect such an optimistic and cheerful classmate to laugh with her yesterday, but now she is separated by yin and yang.

"No! She still has some help."
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