You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 312 Star-studded Saint Lucifer

This is the day that decides the fate of Tefdenla Pharmaceuticals.

Mo Mengchen was preparing breakfast at home when Yavi Tefdanla was humiliated in St. Lucifer.

No matter how important things are today, a good day always starts with breakfast.

"Doctor Mo, will the live broadcast of the surgery be too bloody?"

Adrian held a fork in one hand and a knife in the other, and he even knew that there was an important operation today.

"The camera won't point at the patient, don't worry." Mo Mengchen looked up at the curious kid and said, "But you must not watch it."

"why?"

"Because it breeds evil."

It would be a bit scary if some psychopaths were allowed to study medicine because of this.

Mo Mengchen had heard a story about a woman who stabbed her cheating boyfriend more than 20 times in a row, avoiding the vitals.

Only a doctor can perform this kind of operation that will cause a lifelong shadow without causing death on the spot.

If you look at it this way, maybe the person who stabbed Paul Pierce dozens of times might be a doctor. Because Pierce's mouth is too stinky, he can't get angry, so he drew his knife and stepped forward to teach him a lesson?
Very likely.

Mo Mengchen put the meat into the pot, and suddenly smelled the burning smell behind him. Don't think about it, Ephraim must have burnt the eggs again.

"Meng Chen, do you think this is okay?" Ephraim asked.

Burnt eggs?Adrian must have enjoyed it.

Mo Mengchen said: "Very good, I think Adrian is very hungry, why don't you give him a bite first?"

In line with the principle of keeping the fat and water from flowing into the fields of outsiders, Ephraim agreed, and put the half-baked fried eggs on Adrian's plate.

With a fork in his hand, the little boy looked at the fried egg, which didn't whet his appetite at all, and fell into deep thought: "Sister, am I really your real brother?"

Ephraim smiled and touched his brother's head: "Absolutely, don't you know how many times I washed your underwear for you? We are connected by blood."

Mo Mengchen took out the meat from the pot and poured the carefully prepared sauce on it. It looked so delicious that it made mouth water.

Adrian's eyes straightened.

Holding the plate, Mo Mengchen said, "Adrian, you can only gain if you give up. You can't let down your sister's good intentions."

"Doctor Mo, why don't you take a look?" Adrian wanted to pass the ball to Mo Mengchen.

I have seen many battles.

Mo Mengchen said with a smile: "Because fried eggs are unhealthy for me, I must strictly abide by the diet."

The correct way to say it is: In the face of this terrible fried egg, I must strictly follow the dietary regulations this morning.

"Humph!"

The little boy's plan failed, so he could only eat the fried egg that was most likely to give him diarrhea.

"That's good."

At this moment, Madeira walked in with a finished sandwich: "Does anyone want to try the sandwich I made?"

Although sandwiches and fried eggs are two completely different foods, just from the outside, the skills of the two can be judged.

Adrian really wanted to give up fried eggs, but he was afraid that Ephraim would be sad, so he was in a dilemma.

Mo Mengchen saw his careful thinking, so he took the sandwich and complained: "Why is there no stuffing?"

"Because I know you're preparing sweet pork here, I thought it would be delicious if you could put sweet pork in a sandwich."

"Is there any cheese?"

"Good cheese, evenly distributed, you have to trust my craftsmanship."

"So."

"The sweet sauce is also put away, so don't worry."

Ephraim watched from the side, not only because of the difference in cooking skills, but also because of the tacit understanding between the two.

In terms of diet, Medela seems to know more about Mo Mengchen than she does?

Mo Mengchen put the minced meat inside, took a bite, it was soft, sweet, slightly smoked in the mouth, moist and refreshing, extremely delicious.

Isn't this woman useless?
Mo Mengchen said: "I hope this is not the last thing you do that will satisfy me."

Madeira touched the poor Adrian: "I will continue to work hard."

Ephraim was lost for a little while, and quickly accepted this.

Cooking has never been her strong point. Although she is consciously learning, she can only show it on weekends, and she has no time at all.

"Is today's operation sure to be successful?" Falian asked.

"That depends on which operation you're asking about."

Mo Mengchen said mysteriously.

"There are two surgeries today?"

Ephraim did not expect that Mo Mengchen would have to undergo another operation besides participating in the Scorpio operation today.

"Will that be too much work?"

"What hard work?"

As soon as Mo Mengchen said that, he knew that Ephraim had misunderstood. He explained with a smile: "Actually, I'm talking about the same operation, but if Scorpio fails, it will be two operations."

"Can Scorpio fail?"

Did God stipulate that it must be successful?
"Scorpios will fail."

Mo Mengchen said with certainty.

"The Patient"

"Don't worry, I'm here."

When they mentioned the patient, Madeira thought of one thing: "I forgot if you didn't mention the patient. Do you know why Elizabeth Hubbell didn't perform mitral valve replacement until her condition deteriorated?"

"Why?" Ephraim asked.

Mo Mengchen didn't ask.

If you think about this kind of thing casually, you will know it. As long as Tefdanla moves to benefit, what is a patient in the eyes of those hospitals?

Madeira told the whole thing.

"Aren't they doing harm?" Ephraim said angrily, "Elizabeth should sue them! I can be his lawyer!"

"Prosecution? In what name?"

Ephraim was stunned.

"Don't worry, they will pay the price."

And soon, just today, just when they thought they were successful, heaven and hell are just a thought away.

Ephraim and Madeira didn't know where Mo Mengchen's confidence came from, nor what his plans were, but he said that Tefdanla would be punished, so he would.

He never said anything unsure.

"If the operation Scorpio fails, will Tefdanla go bankrupt?" Ephraim was still very angry, "This kind of morally corrupt company should not continue to exist!"

Mo Mengchen explained: "As long as the operation fails, Tefdanla will be finished. In order to develop Scorpio and to promote today's operation, their boss, that annoying young man, spent all his money. If it fails, there will be no more money." Hospitals are interested in Scorpio. The money they put into it is wasted."

Adults talk about things, children only think about eating.

Adrian tried his best to eat the burnt eggs this week, then knocked on the plate and said, "I want to eat sandwich meat too!"

Looking at his chubby face, Ephraim said softly, "Drink another glass of milk, don't eat meat."

"why?"

"Look how fat you are."

"I'm not fat, you are fat!"

Never call a woman fat.

Ephraim was furious: "How am I fat?"

The ignorant little boy pointed at his sister's straight breasts: "It's so fat there!"

"Forget it, Ephraim, let him eat it." Mo Mengchen said, "This one is not high in calories."

Ephraim gave up and looked down at her chest.

Her breasts are not small, but because of her large frame, she can't usually see it. Mo Mengchen can only notice it when she is naked on the bed and sits on Mo Mengchen.

Few men could withstand the ups and downs of spring.

saint lucifer
washington synagogue

This place is usually used for meetings and can accommodate up to 1000 people.

But those who show up here today will exceed that number.

Dean Martin Pinger was very busy: "How many reserved seats are there?"

"100? Too few! Do you know how many media are coming? Do you know how many hospitals have sent representatives?"

"Also, some supplies must be prepared!"

"Change the chairs here, and get some bigger ones!"

"Guys, move!"

St. Lucifer's was rarely this busy, and even when the black sirens sounded late at night, the hospital wasn't necessarily so busy.

A world-renowned operation settled in St. Lucifer's, which is of great significance to this emerging hospital with a history of less than three years.

Three years ago, St. Lucifer's foothold in Detroit was not stable, and it could barely maintain the operation of the hospital. Later, Sievers hired Mo Mengchen, which was a turning point for the hospital to prosper.

100% doctor is the signature of St. Lucifer, and countless nobles come here here. In order to let Mo Mengchen undergo surgery, they sponsored the hospital on the surface, and established a good friendship with Mo Mengchen in private.

Mo Mengchen and Saint Lucifer belong to the relationship of mutual achievement.But the difference is that Mo Mengchen can succeed anywhere, but Saint Lucifer must rely on him.

Without Mo Mengchen, St. Lucifer would not have become the most famous hospital in Detroit, let alone have sufficient funds to purchase the best medical equipment in the world.

Now they have the best facilities, the best doctors, and they need to go through some big events that go down in medical history.

They hope that Scorpio can succeed.

Only successful experiments will be remembered.

"Noah, is Mo here?" Pinger asked nervously.

Sievers didn't see anyone: "I'll go outside and have a look."

At this time, a man was wearing a black suit, about 180 centimeters tall, with good facial features, and a middle-parted hairstyle. He looked very young.

Most of the medical staff in the United States knew him.

Mayo Clinic's most famous surgeon, Kaia Simas.

After Mo Mengchen left, he became the most important new generation surgeon at the Mayo Center, and he is now a star.

"You guys say, when I see that guy again, should I call him Mo, or Dor.Mo, or call him Big Ethan if I expose my true identity?"

Simas joked with those around him.

Then, representatives from major hospitals, three of the four major medical journals came, and many reporters.

This kind of scene makes people feel nervous just watching it.

Yavi walked in with tonight's attending doctor, the chief surgeon of San Jose Hospital, Roberto Mendes.

"Thank you for coming. I believe that a delicious fruit will be bloomed tonight. The wonderful future has opened its hands to the medical community."

Yawei's proud look made Sievers want to retch, so she simply walked out of the auditorium to see if Mo Mengchen had come.

(End of this chapter)