Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

A light flashed across Shi Qinglan's eyes.

Realizing that Bo Yucheng was very wary of being a doctor, she took a moment of breath and became nervous involuntarily.

But fortunately, she had been mentally prepared for a long time, and soon adjusted her emotions and recovered calmly, raised her chin and watched the man raise her eyebrows, "What? It's weird that I know some medical skills?"

The mysterious heir, Jing Shige, has vast supernatural powers.

There is news about him in the arena, that is, he is proficient in countless skills, is active in various important fields with a hidden identity, and has reached the top level, otherwise he would not be worthy of this position.

"Not surprising." Bo Yucheng evoked a sarcastic smile.

It's just that Jinglan didn't have a good impression in his heart. If he were to associate her with the doctor's benevolence, it really made him a little uncomfortable for a while.

Shi Qinglan ignored the man, turned his eyes and walked directly into the ward, "Give me the cases of several other patients."

The assistant beside Dean Smith immediately handed over the file.

Bo Yucheng immediately moved away from his slender legs and stepped into the ward to inspect the ward, silently looking at the panic.

After Shi Qinglan went to work, he left everything behind.

She lowered her eyes to read the patient's case carefully, and then bent over to check some basic conditions. This bed happened to be an elderly man who was lying in the hospital bed and groaning in pain.

"Grandma, why are you uncomfortable?" Shi Qinglan pressed her abdomen lightly and tentatively, his tone softened.

The grandmother groaned, but her eyes were kind and her breath was a little weak. "Young man...you were also forced to be sent to our unlucky hospital to suffer, right?"

"I have met a lot of doctors, and unfortunately I was sent to our ward, but I accidentally contracted the disease and injured myself into the ward...maybe my life is over."

"You are still young, unlike us old people who are already half in the dirt. If they are gone, they will be gone. Listen to my grandma's advice. If you have the opportunity, go home and don't come to the muddy water."

"How come." Shi Qinglan chuckled helplessly.

She deliberately bent down and leaned over the hospital bed, holding the old man's skinny hand, "The doctor's job is to treat diseases and save people. Grandma just takes care of the rest and leave the rest to me."

"Grandma knows that you are all doctors with kindness, but he doesn't have eyesight for this disease. If you are kind young people... Grandma, I'm afraid it will be uneasy to get into the soil." The old man sighed.

Shi Qinglan's lips lightly raised, "If there is no way to get you out of the hospital in good health, I will be to blame as a doctor. I am afraid that my conscience will be disturbed when I wear a white coat for the rest of my life."

"Grandma take a good rest, I can do something, trust me?" She gently squeezed the old man's hand twice.

The old woman sighed helplessly and distressedly.

The little boy next to him turned his head and said gruffly, "Grandma, let's trust the big brother together! This big brother is better than other doctors, I want to trust him."

"Eh, yeah." The grandmother nodded gently.

Shi Qinglan immediately put her hand on the bed, and then straightened up to continue to see other patients.

Bo Yucheng's eyes looked at the shockingly...

There were a few complicated emotions flashing in his deep eyes, and there was some scrutiny and surprise in his eyes.

"I didn't expect Jinglan to be kind," Wen Le mumbled.

Before, they had never thought that Jinglan was a kind person, and the image that the brain replenished was a bloodthirsty and cold-blooded character who would use any means for the sake of profit, even at the expense of life.

But this is only the general stereotype of most people about the heir to a world-class huge organization...

Bo Yucheng replied casually, "Yes."

At least, Jinglan is different from what he imagined, but it is not known whether he is sincere or disguised.

Wen Le's lips pressed lightly, and he said casually, "When I first saw Jinglan, if it wasn't because he was a man, I thought it was the young lady who sneaked to the south."

Hearing this, Bo Yucheng's eyes suddenly frightened.

He looked sideways at Wen Le, frowning his eyebrows tightly, "Where is this man a little bit like Lanlan?"

The hatred and rejection of Jinglan has clearly been carved into the bones.

Wen Le replied very seriously, "The back is quite similar, but Jinglan is taller than Madam Shao, and if Madam Shao were here, she would definitely be so gentle to the patient..."

Hearing this, Bo Yucheng's eyebrows moved slightly.

He looked sideways at Shi Qinglan, and she was still looking along the hospital bed one by one. Every time a patient was diagnosed and treated, she would chat patiently and gently, and give the patient faith and confidence.

The slender figure inadvertently exudes a cold light.

It is exactly the same as his Lanlan.

"It's just the body image." Bo Yucheng's voice was low, and he was unwilling to substitute the images of Jinglan and Lanlan together.

He didn't think about it anymore, and followed the patients around.

...

At the same time, the hotel opposite to the Southern Central Hospital of S Chau.

Qi Yexuan's body was long and jade, standing in front of the French windows of the presidential suite, with his hands resting behind him and looking out, those narrow and deep eyes flashed with a little coquettish and strange light.

"How do you know that Shi Qinglan will come?" A charming voice sounded, and Su Ziyu walked towards him lightly.

The corners of Qi Yexuan's eyes were slightly raised, and his red lips lightly hooked, and his voice was deliberately prolonged, "Because...the one who knows her best is always the enemy standing on the opposite side."

Hearing this, Su Ziyu's eyes narrowed slightly.

She couldn't help but raised her red lips interestingly, and walked slowly to the man's side to stand beside him, "So, you are poisoning the river in the southern part of S Chau, let this woman who would rather be healer be kind than life, Consciously walk into the trap you designed?"

"Do you want her to get sick and die?" Su Ziyu raised his eyebrows.

The light in Qi Yexuan's eyes stagnated for a moment, but he quickly gathered the strange emotions, "I didn't want her to die."

"The heir of the Medical Research Institute of Country A, if she can be stumped by this little illness, then she is not worthy of being put in my eyes!"

Su Ziyu became increasingly unable to see what the man was thinking.

She was very clear about her purpose, that she wanted to kill Bo Yucheng when she wanted to kill them, and take possession of Bo Yucheng by herself after dismantling them, but Qi Yexuan's actions were always full of contradictions...

He was always shooting in the most ruthless way, but in the end he was reluctant to kill her, as if he was addicted to playing the game of life.

Su Ziyu asked in a cold voice, "Then what do you want to do? My family Acheng also came to the south because of your hands and feet! If he gets sick...I will definitely not let you go!"