Billionaire's Favorite: The President's Handy Little Sweet Wife

After hanging up the phone, she had just driven out of the Xin family mansion when her cell phone rang again.

It was Pan Zhongyu calling.

Xin Baoe's own note to him was still "Teacher Pan", and she couldn't help frowning.

Ever since she realized the secret of Teacher Pan, she subconsciously never contacted him again.

Now looking at the call he took the initiative to call, Xin Bao'e subconsciously didn't want to answer it.

So she decided to ignore it and let the phone ring for a while before it would end automatically.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Pan Zhongyu called again.

This......

Xin Bao'e looked suspicious, and after a short period of distress, she also figured it out: the person who should really be guilty is Pan Zhongyu, and he is not the old Mrs. Chu, so why should I hide?

It's also a good time to ask him why he concealed his mother's illness!

Thinking of this, she stopped the car by the side of the road and picked up Pan Zhongyu's call.

Before she could speak, Pan Zhongyu on the other end of the phone said happily, "Bao'e, I have good news for you!"

Xin Bao'e didn't know why, so she subconsciously followed his words and asked, "What good news?"

"I remember you said before that you wanted to enter the National Hospital. This time when Dean Shen came back, he mentioned the matter of expanding the team and recruiting new people. I have two places on hand, and I plan to give you one of them. If you Come to me when you have time, I will give you the application and tell you about the specific situation."

Xin Baoe pursed her lips, with a trace of struggle on her face.

Joining the National Hospital is indeed something she once felt extremely honored. Even now, the National Hospital is still the medical authority in her heart.

Xin Baoe said hesitantly: "I may have to think about this matter..."

Pan Zhongyu didn't seem to hear the strangeness in her tone, and said to himself: "Are you worried that Dean Shen will not let you pass? Don't worry, Mr. Shen is still very fair in this kind of matter. Besides, I am your teacher, and if I make decisions for you, you will definitely be able to enter!"

In the last sentence, his tone was very affirmative, almost clearly putting this temptation in front of Xin Baoe.

Xin Baoe felt a little shaken in her heart.

As Pan Zhongyu said, Dean Shen Mu and her father are deadly enemies, and they have always had a bad attitude towards the Xin family. This time, his father put down his posture and asked him to treat his mother, but he also refused to take action.

He hated the Xin family, and naturally he didn't like himself, so it was absolutely impossible for him to agree to her joining the National Hospital.

So if she wanted to enter the national hospital, she had to come forward for her by Pan Zhongyu.

But Pan Zhongyu...

When Xin Baoe was hesitating, Pan Zhongyu's words continued to stir the wavering string in her heart.

"Bao'e, your medical talent is far beyond ordinary people. Teacher, I can only teach you a lot, but the National Hospital is different. It has the best medical resources and top doctors in the country. Only here can you give full play to your talent. In the future, your future will be limitless!"

Yes, only by joining the National Hospital can she realize her dream of becoming a top doctor.

Xin Bao'e gritted her teeth secretly, and after a long silence, she said, "Teacher Pan, there is something I want you to explain to me."

When Pan Zhongyu on the other end of the phone heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized that there was a somewhat unclear smile on his face, and his tone was always kind: "What's the matter?"

Xin Bao'e took a breath, and finally asked the doubts in her heart: "Qin Shu diagnosed my mother's real illness, and under her treatment, my mother gradually recovered. I want to ask... ..”

Pan Zhongyu took her words unhurriedly, "You want to ask me why I haven't found out that your mother's condition has been misdiagnosed for so many years, right?"