Awakened Multi-talented Goddess Is Doted

   Chapter 421

  In the office of the Imperial City Hospital at this time, Vice President Liu was looking at the ointment in his hand, his eyebrows frowned tightly, "This is what Wen Ting sent here?"

"Yes." The director respectfully reported next to the deputy dean, "You know his medical skills. This doctor is hard-hearted, but his professional ability is really strong. He said that this is easy to use, which shows that it is really effective. "

  "Who did you get the ointment from?" Vice President Liu picked up the ointment and smelled it. The fragrance of the plants and trees instantly puffed his nose, and he felt refreshed and happy just smelling it.

   "It is said that it was purchased from a drug and cosmetic company."

  "Check which company, contact the other party."

"Yes."

  Soon, Mu Sheng received a strange call here.

"Hello. Who is this?"

  "Hello? Are you the person in charge of MS company?? We have something to talk to you. Are you free now?"

  The tone on the other side was too arrogant, Mu Sheng was a little disgusted for a while, she frowned, "Is there something wrong?"

   "Good thing, we are from the Imperial Capital Hospital. We are in the XX Hotel now. Come over." After speaking, the other side hung up the phone.

  Mu Sheng wanted to ignore the call directly, but when she thought of Wen Ting, she packed up her things and went to the place designated by the other party.

   To her surprise, there was no Wen Ting person at the hotel, but a bald middle-aged man.

   Seeing Mu Sheng, Director Shang’s eyes flashed with obvious surprise. He looked at Mu Sheng up and down, "Are you the person in charge of that company?"

   "No," Mu Sheng said casually, "I'm here to help her talk."

   "Oh, let's make a price," Director Zhao directly threw a confidential contract to Mu Sheng, "You sign this contract, and we bought your prescription."

   "What do you mean?" Wen Ting told her that he was obviously buying medicine from her, so why did he turn into buying medicine in the blink of an eye.

"It means that you have to give this medicine to us, or don't want to appear on the market." Facing a young woman, Director Zhao was very tough when he spoke. He tried to suppress Mu Sheng with his aura. Price."

  "Not for sale." Mu Sheng saw that this middle-aged man and Wen Ting are not the same people at all. "Either you ask me to buy the medicine, or the medicine will not be produced."

   "Hey, you little girl, don't toast or drink fine wine," Director Zhao stood up suddenly, and shouted at Mu Sheng, "I made a special trip to give you face,"

  Mu Sheng glanced at him faintly, "I don't need your face."

  "Doesn't you have too much money?" Thinking of the degree of importance the vice president attaches to this prescription, Director Zhao finally suppressed the anger in his heart and squeezed out a smile, "How much do you want?"

   "I don't need it," Mu Sheng stood up, "Don't think about it, we can't cooperate."

  Obviously buying medicine directly from her can also save people, but these people want to buy out the prescription.

  Mu Sheng fully understands what this group of people are thinking. It is nothing more than buying out the prescription and then setting a price for themselves. Then they can set a high price if they want to set a high price and make huge profits from it. This is a common method used by some medical companies.

  This kind of practice is what Mu Sheng hates most, so it is absolutely impossible for her to reach cooperation with these people.

  Director Zhao never expected that Mu Sheng would leave so simply. When he realized that he wanted to stop Mu Sheng, Mu Sheng had already gone far.

   "Huh, pretend to be high, I want to see if you really regard money as dung, and there is such a big gold mine unwilling to sell it."

  At this moment, Deputy Dean Liu called, "How are things going?"

   "Dean, there is a problem. She refuses to sell. I said for a long time, and I doubled the price. She didn’t want to,"

   "In this way, you come back first, I have a way." Deputy Dean Liu seemed not at all anxious, as if he was ready. "

"it is good."

   After hanging up the call with the director, the dean called for his subordinates and said, "Did Wen Ting go to the round?"

   "Yes, I have already gone."

   "Hmm." The vice president nodded, without saying anything, "Go on."

  In the ward at this time, Wen Ting is checking the patient’s condition.

   Lying on the hospital bed and howling in pain, it is the firefighters who were burned because of fire fighting. They are obviously still in their twenties, but their bodies are already covered with scars.

  One of the most serious burns, even up to 90% of the whole body burns, the blisters formed by the burns are as big as eggs, and pus is constantly flowing out of sight.

  The pain after the burn is hot, and these men who did not hesitate in the face of the fire, tears are streaming down their faces in the pain of the burn.

  Looking at the misery in the ward, Wen Ting clenched the bottle of ointment in his pocket, subconsciously pursed his lips, hesitated again and again, and finally did not take out the ointment under the expression of the old doctor's eyes.

  The wailing in the ward was louder. As a doctor, Wen Ting has long been used to seeing these scenes. There should have been no fluctuations. However, today, Wen Ting only saw two people and couldn't stand it anymore.

  He took a deep breath, "I'll go out for a while, you can watch it first."

  After speaking, Wen Ting strode out.

  The door to the ward cut off the crying behind him, and Wen Ting was finally able to catch a sigh of relief.

  He continued to do psychological construction for himself, and when the emotion in his eyes gradually subsided, an old lady with white hair suddenly walked by.

  "Doctor, hello, I want to ask, do you know which ward my son is in?" The old lady said and handed a photo to Wen Ting.

  Wen Ting took a look, his eyes froze, and the patient’s photo will be attached to the medical record sheet. This person happened to be the medical record he had seen.

  The bright smiling man in the photo is the man in the ward with burns up to 90% of his whole body.

  Wen Ting reluctantly smiled, "Are you?"

"I am her mother. He hasn't been home for a long time. I went to his unit to find him. They said he was on a business trip, and my husband would not tell me the truth." The old man said, his eyes were red, "but I It’s his mother. I have an intuition. He might have something wrong. So I asked from hospital to hospital. The Imperial City Hospital is the fifth one I've looked for."

  Every word of the old man was like a hammer hitting Wen Ting’s heart. Looking at the old man’s white hair, he hesitated, "Your hair?"

  The old man touched his hair embarrassedly, “It wasn’t like this half a month ago. I’ve been simmering during this period of time, and I’m white without paying attention.”

  Wen Ting felt sore in his heart, he squeezed the ointment in his pocket, and finally made a decision.

  "Auntie, I have seen your son. They did not lie to you. Your son is indeed on a mission and will be back soon."

  The old man was taken aback, "Are you serious?"

  Wen Ting was originally a gentle and innocent look. When looking at people sincerely, he has convincing power. The old man subconsciously believed him.

   "Yes, I promise you," Wen Ting smiled at the old man, "You go home first, I promise, you can see your child within half a month at most."

  (End of this chapter)