Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

Yeliang heard it, but didn't look up, just responded with "Huh?"

The vice president sighed a little, walked over, and said, "If you have any discomfort, please tell me immediately!"

She researched this thing with him, and she kept it from Mr. Fan. If she was careless because of overwork or something that day, it would be bad for Mr. Fan to blame her.

Ye Liang just smiled, "My body is my own, and I'm most afraid of pain. Don't worry, I won't be able to bear it for a second if I feel uncomfortable!"

The vice president raised his eyebrows. She was in a good mood, which made him feel a lot less stressed.

Ye Liang knew what he was worried about.

Then he said: "Once I enter the operation, I should be in bed. It is impossible to do research with you like this again. Therefore, I want to strive to find out the root cause of my own disease before the operation, and even help you research a treatment plan. "

As he said that, he smiled to himself, "Otherwise, once you are on the operating table and have a different uterus to raise for a few months, if you can't research it in a few months, I will just wait to die? How terrible?"

Hearing her teasing herself like this, the vice president really didn't know what to say for a while, because he really didn't dare to guarantee it.

It is only guessed that the cause of her blood poisoning was only guessed after being reminded. In the past two days, the result of the first test of the source of the poison is coming out, which is actually almost due to her credit.

a week.

Finding the receptor, detecting the source of the poison, and researching the corresponding detoxification drug ingredients are all going on intensively at the same time.

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Most of the night.

Midsummer's hair, which had not been washed for two or three days, was a little messy, and he jumped up excitedly while grabbing a document, "I found it!"

She didn't even check the time, and called Fan Xiaozheng directly.

When connected, it was the same sentence: "Found Mr. Fan!"

"What did you find? Tell me clearly." The night dew is very deep, but Fan Xiaozheng's voice obviously does not have any sleepiness.

Only then did Shengxia slow down, and continued: "The receptor has been found! The data match is more than 70.00% eight!"

When he heard the previous sentence, Fan Xiaozheng only felt that there was no moonlight, but the whole night sky was clear.

But when he heard the last sentence, Mei Feng twisted hard, "over 78?"

Shouldn't it be in the nineties?
Sheng Xia knew his concerns, "President Fan, it's very fortunate that this kind of data can reach 90, or even [-], more than [-], that is really very, very rare!"

The degree of match between my wife and this person is close to eighty, and Sheng Xia thinks it is already very good!
"Can we continue the screening?" Fan Xiaozheng asked.

Sheng Xia's excitement just now has subsided a bit, "Sir, screening is not impossible, I am just worried, my wife's body... I am afraid that it will be delayed, in case one day it suddenly collapses... the time we can react Really too short."

Fan Xiaozheng closed his eyes heavily, and tapped his forehead with his fist.

"How about this, do an inspection for your wife in the next two days, and if the situation is stable in all aspects, then continue to screen another batch?"

The man was silent.

This is a dilemma for him.

To make do with a recipient with a seventy or eighty degree of fit is too childish and irresponsible for the rejection reaction after her uterus transplantation.

If the screening continues, if the timing is missed and her body goes wrong, it will be irresponsible for her whole body.

After hanging up the phone, Fan Xiaozheng almost stayed up all night.

The sound of "buzzing" woke him up from the morning daze.

Mei Shurang's phone call.

"What about your business trip...?"

Fan Xiaozheng frowned again.

His business trip has already been postponed once, he was going to the League of Nations to discuss the alliance arsenal, and he planned to stop by Yan Nanqing's place to see the selected seedlings in the training camp.

But now that she was in such a situation, how could he dare to leave for a moment?Not to mention traveling for so many days.

After a while, he said in a deep voice: "Let the International Federation send representatives to Rongjing to meet with me. In addition, let Yan Nanqing sort out the materials and bring them with photos and videos to meet me."

Mei Shurang knew that he had no choice but to make such an arrangement.

But he still said: "You are the special governor, but the office is not set up in the International Federation, which has already been criticized. This time, the International Federation has lowered its status to come to Rongjing to see you. I guess they will take this opportunity Conditions."

Fan Xiaozheng only said: "Let him mention it, whether it should be or not, we will discuss it after discussion."

Mei Shurang sighed slightly, he had no choice but to do this first.

When the weather was about the same, Fan Xiaozheng had breakfast in the villa, took a copy by the way, and then prepared to go to the hospital.

However, he procrastinated on purpose, fearing that it would affect her sleep.

So it was past eight o'clock when I arrived at the hospital.

As a result, there were none in the ward.

Fan Xiaozheng frowned, did she feel uncomfortable and was sent to some department?
With a fixed face, he called her on the phone.

The moment the phone was connected, he felt relieved, and then asked in a gentle voice, "Why aren't you in the room?"

The woman's voice over there was clear and gentle, just like usual, "Oh, I'm here for the crew, I need to talk about something, and I need to sign and stamp it, so I came here in person, just to get some air outside, and talk to the deputy director. Say hello, no problem."

She explained all possible concerns of Fan Xiaozheng at once.

Only then did he let out a sigh of relief, "I brought breakfast and sent it to you?"

"OK."

set.

Song Jianyi stayed by Yeliang's side all the time, and when she heard that Mr. Fan would bring breakfast, he laughed jokingly, "Mr. Fan's sister Ye's food is sweeter! My breakfast can only be left in the cold palace." .”

Ye Liang looked at her helplessly, "Wen He bought it for you, dare I eat it?"

"Miss Meng!" Just as she was talking, the producer waved at her over there, "Shall we go to the room to chat?"

Yeliang nodded, "Here we come."

When the night was cool, the producer didn't go first, and stood at the side entrance of the hotel.

Feeling a figure turning in from the other side, the producer frowned and his eyelids twitched.

Then he quickly took out his mobile phone and made a call. Seeing Ye Liang approaching, he speeded up his speech and asked, "Old Dong, are you in the hotel of the crew?"

The person over there just said in a low voice: "No."

He said again: "Don't ask too much, no matter what happens today, it has nothing to do with you."

"Old Dong!...Hello?" The producer wanted to say more, but the phone was hung up by the person over there.

He raised his throat inexplicably.

And Ye Liang has already arrived, "Let's go!"

The producer put away the phone, panicked a little, forced a smile, and nodded, "Okay, Miss Meng please!"

When taking the elevator, the producer also frowned and hesitated to press the floor.

Ye Liang looked at him, "What's the matter? Isn't the room booked? The director is waiting, right?"