Running wild in the arms of the sick boss

Chapter 286

The manor door with black and gold relief suddenly opened.

The icy cold wind blew in.

Qin Qing left with Gu Hongying and the others.

Gu Yanluo stared at the doctor's information in her hand, her fluffy curly hair was blown to pieces, staring at the photo, those glorious deeds, those medical achievements... and the world medical institutions where she had worked.

She stood there motionless, like a silent sculpture.

Her eyes.

Always stopped on a few records-

[March-June 2043, served as the chief neurosurgeon professor at the Wheeldon Brain Tumor Institute in New York, the United States. ]

[April 22, 2043, performed a malignant tumor removal operation for the Governor of New York, which was successful. ]

[April 22, 2043, treated the son of the richest man in the Huaxia Empire, and refused the operation. ]

Deep in Gu Yanluo's charming pupils, her emotions were deeply hidden, and there was no clue.

Just staring at the person in the information, lost in thought.

Because of the doctor on the file.

Some fragmented and easily overlooked memories hidden deep in Gu Yanluo's mind gradually emerged.

She was trying to regain those fragments of memory.

Finally, after getting some "cruel" answers.

Gu Yanluo cast a sad gaze at the dark sky, with mixed feelings.

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Lu Meng counted the pills for Jiang Tingxiao, stared at him eating, jumped up and kissed him, turned around and ran, and was surprised to find Gu Yanluo in a daze in the front hall, without closing the door.

She went to close the door, turned to Gu Yanluo, leaned over, and glanced at the black and white words on the paper.

When Lu Meng saw the three words [Wei Shutu] on the file.

Her innocent almond eyes shrank slightly, her eyelashes curled slightly, half covering her eyes, but she couldn't hide the sad emotion of missing the old friend, "Mommy... Isn't this... Brother Shutu."

Gu Yanluo said "hmm" faintly.

Lu Meng seemed to be aroused by a trace of sadness, "Brother Shutu is dead..."

Wei Shutu, a young and promising brain surgery genius with a world-renowned reputation.

He used to be a group with Gu Yanluo, Lu Meng, Cersei, and Winslow, and they were one family.

He and Gu Yanluo have a deep connection.

"He's not dead." Gu Yanluo handed the information to Lu Meng, with heavy steps and a lump in her heart, and turned around, "He was just declared dead. Look for yourself where he is now..."

Gu Yanluo finished speaking and went back to her study.

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In the study, she retrieved all the medical records of Qin Wuwang.

In the [Diagnosis and Treatment File], she saw a record——

[On April 22, 2043, I met with Wei Shutu, the chief brain surgery expert of the Wheeldon Brain Tumor Institute, for diagnosis and treatment. The other party refused the operation and refused to provide treatment plans for unknown reasons. 】

That's it.

She has a photographic memory.

In the dark study room.

The yellow light in the corner reflected on Gu Yanluo's side, outlining a melancholy silhouette.

Gu Yanluo picked up the antique jade pipe on the table, filled it with expensive tobacco, struck a match elegantly, lit it, and leaned on the edge of the table with a leisurely posture, puffing out smoke with unclear meaning.

In the rising thin smoke, her deep eyes were blurred and mysterious, and contained heavy.

Looking back in time, fragmented and vague memories suddenly pulled Gu Yanluo back to April 22, 2043.

Because, on that day, she was also in New York, in that hospital.

-【Memories】-

2043.

Location: Wheeldon Cancer Institute, New York, United States.

VIP inpatient area, cold white corridor filled with the smell of disinfectant.

Gu Yanluo tied her fluffy curly hair up high, dragged her steps, and wore a satin wine red long dress, swaying gracefully, and a women's suit on the outside, looking cold and noble.

Wei Shutu sent her a text message.

He was in ward [8807], seeing a distinguished patient from China, and invited her to join him.

Because the patient's condition was very difficult.

He had two tumors, an aortic brain tumor and a cerebral hemispheric glioma, both of which were malignant.

The operation was unprecedentedly difficult, and the worst plan was gene therapy intervention.

And she was a gene therapy expert called by Wei Shutu.

When she knocked on the door and entered the ward.

The clear sunlight outside the window lattice penetrated the glass and sprinkled into the luxurious ward.

Gu Yanluo never looked at the patient.

Her eyes were cold and arrogant.

From beginning to end, she ignored him completely.

It was as if the "patient" did not exist at all.

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The memories stopped.

When she realized that the “patient” was Qin Wuwang…

The cruelty of the facts pulled her heart into the abyss.

Because what she did was more than just ignoring it.

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In Qin Wuwang’s study, separated by a wall.

Before Xiao Ling went out to do the “dirty work”, he suddenly turned back and handed a surveyThe information was handed to Qin Wuwang.

"Master, the doctor with the highest success rate of surgery has been found. The information is all here."

Qin Wuwang opened the folder.

The three words [Wei Shutu] were reflected in his deep pupils.

Qin Wuwang's eyes did not show any surprise.

"No one else?"

Xiao Ling shook his head: "Only he has the highest success rate... This man is a genius in brain surgery. Master Huo Yifu is not as good as one of his fingers."

"However, there is something wrong with this man..." A very troublesome problem.

"What's wrong, Master? This won't work?"

Qin Wuwang threw the documents on the table in a deep voice, half of his pale handsome face was hidden in the halo, and he said with a sad and bitter tone: "A Ling, do you believe in fate?"

"In the past, I didn't believe it... But after going around in circles, I suddenly realized that if the encounter is destined by heaven, there will definitely be a day when we meet again."

"No matter how heartless, cold, cruel, ruthless, and desireless that person was in the past..."

Xiao Ling was as expressionless as always, silent.

He seemed to understand what his master said.

"Master? You...what's wrong."

Qin Wuwang stroked the "couple ring" between his fingers as if it were a treasure, his eyes were melancholy, and there was a hint of tenderness, "A Ling, do you know...where did Yanyan and I meet for the first time?"

Xiao Ling was slightly startled: "Not a cross-border train?" It is said that the encounter was quite bizarre.

Qin Wuwang closed his eyes, his heart felt like a lump, and he felt a slight pain.

"Perhaps it was the first time for her... because she didn't remember me."

I didn't remember what happened on April 22, 2043.

But I remembered her face in that hospital and that ward.

Later, by chance.

He pulled that heartless girl into the world of mortals.

He became her only favorite.

Qin Wuwang sat in front of the mysterious and gorgeous ancient stained glass window.

The hazy and gorgeous light and shadow cast on him.

Handsome appearance, dazzling like a real person.

The bottom of his eyes was filled with mist, "A Ling, you said...Yan Yan loves me now, right? She won't refuse to save me like that time in the ward..."

"I'm a little scared..."

"If she knew that we met before..."

"Will she doubt me again, and whether I approached her for some purpose..."

My sick body and depressed spirit.

I can no longer bear the blow of losing her.

That would be the torture of dying.

He was afraid.

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Many people wondered why my son Naiwang and Mr. Yan progressed so quickly in the first chapter.

This is the answer.

Mr. Wang always remembered, but Mr. Yan never remembered.

Catch some chapter reviewers, I am so upset about this chapter.