After the fraudulent death, the six sons brutally abused the boss

Chapter 210 This Child Is Not Human?

The next morning.

Lan Yong arrived in Qiandong District ahead of time, and found the address of the laboratory given by the boss after going around several times.

Looking at the time, it was only 09:30. This is a factory area, far away, so there are no people nearby. .

"Boss hasn't told me what he's going to do here yet. I'm really looking forward to meeting him soon. I don't know what he looks like... Hmm... In my opinion, Boss is very likely to be an uncle who picks his feet."

Lan Yong, who was muttering to himself, rubbed his chin and seriously speculated.

I do not know how long it has been.

When a Rolls-Royce car stopped in front of him, Lan Yong stared intently at the luxurious model with a shocked expression on his face.

The door of the driver's seat was opened, and a handsome man in a suit came down. His facial features were exquisite, and his eyes were cold and distant. He could be seen as a member of high society.

Lan Yong blinked blankly, "Boss, boss?"

Feng Jingcheng glanced at him, did not speak, but went to the passenger seat to open the door.

I saw a beautiful figure stepping out of the car, her slender figure was soft and light, lingering with a fairy air.

Lan Yong swallowed his saliva.

No way?His boss is a woman?

This, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it... But when he thought that the boss he imagined in the past was a stingy uncle, it was suddenly difficult to accept it now.

Before Lan Yong came back to his senses, Dabao in the back seat had already jumped out of the car, holding a box of medical tools in his hand, and walked in front of Lan Yong calmly.

Lan Yong looked down at the little boy who came over on his own initiative. His first reaction was that he really looked like that man. His second reaction was that the child's eyes looked so wise and mature, not at all like what he should have at this age. look.

He thought that this might be the eldest son's son, and suddenly felt a sense of intimacy, so he put on a bright smile and waved at him.

"Hey kid, what's your name?"

"..." Dabao stared at his blue hair expressionlessly, remembering the names he had exchanged on the Internet before.

"You are Lan Yong? You are mediocre?"

After one sentence fell, the face of the man who looked down at him in front of him became stiff and cracked instantly.

"You you you you...you are..."

Dabao didn't explain too much to him, he threw the tool box in Lanyong's hand, turned around indifferently, leaving only one response.

"It's not convenient to talk here, let's go in first."

Lan Yong stood at the same spot, staring blankly at the couple he thought was the boss just now, "You, aren't you the boss?"

Feng Jingcheng raised his eyebrows, "Our whole family is the boss."

"???"

After Feng Jingcheng finished speaking, he brought Shi Wanyan into the research room.

Only Lan Yong was left to be messed up in the wind, thunderbolt from the blue sky.

Until he was already in the laboratory and listened to Dabao Shichen explain the operation process to him, he still couldn't digest the facts before him.

"I said so much, do you remember?"

After Dabao asked, he came back to his senses and said hesitantly, "Boss, can I ask you a personal question?"

"Say."

"Well, how old are you this year?"

Lan Yong asked cautiously.

In fact, he wanted to ask the boss if he had dwarfism, that kind of disease that makes people grow older but not tall, but it's a bit too rude to ask.

But if this is not the case, then how can it be explained that the little boy in front of him is No. 1 on their international medical exchange platform?
Dabao replied without changing his face: "Almost five years old."

"Five, five years old? How old were you when you studied medicine?"

"It's just a matter of the past two years."

Lan Yong was so frightened that he almost vomited blood.

No... Do you hear this logically?If it were someone else, I'm afraid, just like him, I don't believe that the world's first mysterious SSS pharmacist certified by the Pharmacist Association is actually a five-year-old boy!

The most frightening thing is that he has only studied medicine for two years.

Those who studied hard for ten years in the cold window, spent so much energy, and still have a bald head, and they are still just an intern in their twenties...

Many of them spend their whole lives studying and fail to reach the realm of top pharmacists.

And the god-level pharmacist in front of him, who was touted as the pinnacle of attainments all over the world, was not even five years old.

"I'm afraid it's not a human being?"

Lan Yong accidentally slipped what was in his heart, and when he realized it, he quickly covered his mouth.

Dabao made up the knife with a calm expression.

"It's not that I'm good, it's that the IQ of ordinary human beings is too low."

"..."

Sorry, he felt offended.

"If there is no problem, the operation will start. Is it okay for you to perform the knife?"

Lan Yong restrained his expression and nodded to show that there is no problem.

So they officially performed a craniotomy on Su Ruoxin in the laboratory.

……

The reason why Dabao Shichen called Lan Yong to help him was not just because he was the only netizen he could count as a friend.

Although the blue-headed man looks ordinary, he is actually a neurologist, not treating neuropathy, but specializing in the treatment of diseases of the central nervous system, peripheral nervous system, brain, spine, and peripheral connective tissue.

The reason why Lan Yong was allowed to hold the knife was not only because of his status, but also because Dabao had never really performed such a large-scale operation on anyone.

He has good attainments in pharmacology and academics, but he has no considerable experience in practicing surgery, mainly because there is an age limit for taking a doctor's license.

Dabao Shichen knew where his bottom line was, and would not rashly bet on other people's lives, so he asked Lan Yong to perform the operation, while he was beside him guiding the steps.

outside the lab.

After a day's rest, Yan Shitian was already in good spirits, and he was sitting outside playing chess with Shi Wanyan, waiting for the operation to end.

"I didn't expect your son to be a doctor. When we met last time, I just thought they were smart, but I didn't understand them carefully. I was really surprised today."

Shi Wanyan gracefully put down the black chess in her hand, her tone was flat.

"I hope they are not so smart and live like ordinary people."

"Others want their children to become dragons and phoenixes, but you are the opposite."

Shi Wanyan originally wanted to answer that she only wanted the child to be happy, but at this moment Feng Jingcheng, who was sitting by the side holding a computer and handling official business, quietly interjected.

"No way, our genes are too good, and the children we give birth to are destined to be extraordinary."

Yan Shitian: "..."

It's better to play chess obediently, talk about children, and insist on letting yourself feel hurt.

a few hours later.

The operation, which was originally expected to take more than ten hours, was greatly shortened. Shi Wanyan and Yan Shitian had just finished playing the tenth game of chess, when Dabao Shichen and Lan Yong came out of the experimental room that was temporarily used as an operating room.

"Mommy, we took the chip out."

A childish voice came, attracting everyone's attention.

Yan Shitian looked at the child holding a tray with pea-sized wafers on it, his eyes lit up.

"You can take out such a small wafer in just a few hours. Can you tell me how this is done?"

His shocked expression was mixed with a trace of admiration.

Dabao Shichen was not very satisfied.

"I think it's okay. The main reason is that it's the first time for Lan Yong to use my method for surgery. It's a little unfamiliar. Otherwise, it can be more precise and faster, and it can be done in two hours."

When everyone heard the sound, their heads were covered with black lines.

Listen, is this still a human language?

(End of this chapter)