After three o'clock in the afternoon, the Guoxin case situation report and creditor coordination meeting were held in the conference room on the sixth floor of Binhai First Intermediate People's Court. After a fierce quarrel, it finally ended.

As the conference room door opened, dozens of middle-aged or elderly men and women with angry expressions or gloomy expressions came out one after another.

Yue Wangdao's face was solemn, and accompanied Pan Lirong, who was leaning on a single crutch, slowly walked at the end of the crowd.

"Damn it, I thought it was a high return investment of almost a sure win, but I didn't expect it to be a trap and a big fall."

Yue Wangdao said hatefully: "The hard work of several years was wasted, and I was almost beaten back to the pre-liberation."

Pan Lirong comforted softly: "It's okay!"

"At first I heard the exact news, I thought the investment would lose all my money, and as a result, it would still be possible to recover nearly a quarter of the investment, which was a surprise."

Yue Wangdao said with some annoyance: "I'm also a little too greedy. Seeing that it was a project supported by the government, I lost my vigilance and invested 1.2 billion at once."

"Brother Pan, please be cautious. You only invested 20 million yuan. Even if you lose all of it, you won't hurt your muscles."

"I'm in trouble. This time I need the seller's basic level to be difficult."

At this moment, Pan Lirong also knew that any words of comfort were futile.

After walking silently for a while, Pan Lirong heard the other party say again: "We have priority to purchase and dispose of many properties and assets purchased by the scammer Xue abroad."

"Brother Pan, do you have any ideas?"

"Select one or two places, turn over, and then operate and sell them again. I guess it will recover some losses."

Pan Lirong shook his head and said, "Those things abroad are not familiar with the place and the operation is complicated, so I won't bother with it."

While speaking, the two of them arrived at the elevator area, stood behind many people, waiting for the arrival of the downward elevator.

At this time, a middle-aged man with a square face with a few steps earlier and a hard short hairstyle turned around and approached them.

"Hello, Boss Pan!"

"Some time ago, I heard a rumor that your condition worsened and you were in a wheelchair."

"Are you big?"

Pan Lirong chuckled and said, "Boss Wei, that's not a rumor. Some time ago, I was really bad at traveling and I took a wheelchair to carry on."

"But, I'm lucky. I have to meet a good doctor and have successfully undergone surgery. I'm recovering well now."

He shook the crutch in his hand at the other party and said with a slight smugness: "After some time, I don't need this crutch."

"Congratulations, congratulations!"

Boss Wei congratulated him for a moment and said with emotion: "The fees in this hospital are getting higher and higher, but good doctors are becoming more and more rare."

"But fortunately, the good doctors are still endless."

Boss Wei approached Yue Wangdao and Pan Lirong again, lowered his voice and said, "Tell you a definite news."

"You must all know that Xue Jinsheng's bastard had facial plastic surgery and changed his face to another person. He fled his country with his passport from a small Southeast Asian country."

"Do you know?"

Boss Wei deliberately paused and said slowly: "The fundamental reason why he was caught so quickly and failed to escape to those countries with bad relations with our country is that the police hired a very powerful doctor, looked through the surveillance camera of the customs, and recognized Xue Jinsheng at a glance."

"That's why our country's police followed the traces left by the bastard and grabbed him neatly and quickly."

Yue Wangdao said in surprise: "I have seen Liar Xue now, once, and it can be said that he is completely different from his previous one."

"That doctor can identify it among the many people through surveillance video. This is a very good skill."

Boss Wei nodded and said, "Some old doctors at the expert level really have amazing abilities, unlike many so-called famous doctors who are advertised now."

He looked at Pan Lirong again and said, "Boss Pan, can you introduce the good doctor you met to me?"

Boss Wei sighed again: "Boss Ren's baby son has returned from abroad and returned in disappointment."

"Maybe, this good doctor can have a way."

Pan Lirong explained: "Boss Wei, I have an intra-spinal tumor, which belongs to neurosurgery. Boss Ren's son has a tumor in his head, which belongs to craniocerebral surgery."

"These neurosurgery and craniocerebral surgery are two concepts..."

Speaking of this, Pan Lirong suddenly stopped.

He couldn't help but shake his head and smiled, "That little guy is not a neurosurgeon, but also a plastic surgeon."

Pan Lirong said sternly: "Boss Wei, this is a real medical genius."

"Boss Ren asked him to take action, maybe he could really come up with a treatment..."

Affiliated hospital, emergency department.

Yan Feifan, who was busy in the isolation room of the emergency room, was surrounded by three delicate beauties.

Two of them are his acquaintances, Zhao Xiaoting, and Chen Lingxin, who made artificial dimples.

The third person is their senior sister Yang Susu, who has graduated.

"Doctor Yan, let me tell you a great news. Chen Lingxin was attracted by the director at a glance during an audition a few days ago."

"This summer vacation, I will play the third female lead in an urban TV series."

Zhao Xiaoting said with a slight mouth: "The director said bluntly that he just took a fancy to Chen Lingxin's dimples."

"Her looks very consistent with the director's second female image."

While doing sutures the injured person's thigh injury, Yan Feifan drove him away: "Didn't you see that I'm busy?"

"Aren't you afraid of this bloody stitching scene?"

"And you also affected the injured..."

Before he could finish his words, the injured man in his twenties interrupted lustfully: "It doesn't affect it, it doesn't affect it at all."

"Doctor, I can't even feel any pain in the wound," said Dr.

Yan Feifan couldn't help but roll his eyelids.

Zhao Xiaoting threw a cute and charming look at the injured person, and said to Yan Feifan: "We have seen a bloodier and more terrifying scene in the dressing room. This small wound is a small case."

Zhao Xiaoting showed off and said softly: "Doctor Yan, my senior sister Yang Susu, has come from all the way."

"Just show it."

Yan Feifan said coldly: "What are you looking at?"

"She is now pretty, what else do you want to do?"

"Don't worry about being too much or too little, and you'll be ugly again?"

Yang Susu is quite wise and comes from the plain face. At most, she has applied some moisturizing water or essence to her face.

When Yan Feifan saw Yang Susu for the first time, she could tell that she had plastic surgery.

Moreover, the plastic surgery technique is quite clever, and Yang Susu has a very good foundation.

So, she is very beautiful.

The facial features are all exquisite like porcelain dolls, and it is very suitable to be combined together.

Of course, her facial features are not really too long if they increase by one point, and if they decrease by one point, they are too short if they do not have any room for improvement.

However, if this change is slightly wrong with control and technology, it may backfire and destroy the original beauty.

"Doctor Yan..."

A sweet voice rang in Yan Feifan's ears, "You can see me now and you will know why I came."

Yan Feifan looked up at the sound and was stunned.

Yang Susu was still the same Yang Susu, but she just turned into a smiling Yang Susu.

It's just her smile...

No matter how you look, it looks like you are smiling but not smiling. The sneering sneer makes people feel very uncomfortable.

It's difficult and challenging, and Yan Feifan also has interest...
Chapter completed!