President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

Hearing this, Bao Sibai's face was gloomy like the sky before the rainstorm.

The atmosphere in the entire office was oppressive and breathless.

"Where is he?" Bao Si Bai asked in a deep voice.

Gu Jiangfeng quickly replied, "I'll take you to the VIP ward on the top floor."

With that said, the two went to the ward on the top floor.

Pushing open the door, I saw Smith sitting in front of the bay window eating breakfast slowly.

Bao Sibai asked straight to the point, "Who the hell are you?"

"Young Master Bo, what do you mean by that? Of course I am an expert in Smith. Haven't we met before?"

"Since he is an expert in Smith, why is there only poison in the hotel?" Gu Jiangfeng asked.

Smith spread his hands innocently, "As we all know, medicine and poison are inseparable. Often you look like poison, and in medicine, there is also a lot of room for research."

"I can believe this. It's just that when Expert Smith is concentrating on researching poisons, he still has to seduce women. Don't you feel busy?"

Thinking that the man in front of him almost bullied Qin Su before, Gu Jiangfeng wanted to beat him up.

Hearing this, Smith's complexion finally changed, but after a short while, he returned to normal, "I call it a combination of work and rest."

Fuck the combination of work and rest with his grandma's legs!

Gu Jiangfeng almost laughed out of anger.

He didn't bother to probe any further, and asked directly, "You're not Smith, you're Pete, right?"

"I don't understand what you're saying, I'm Smith," Smith said.

Gu Jiangfeng wanted to produce other evidence.

But Smith was one step ahead of him, unbuttoned his wrist, and folded it up twice, revealing a particularly hideous scar, "Is this enough to prove my identity?"

Seeing the scar, Gu Jiangfeng was dumbfounded for a moment.

He knows this scar too well!

The entire medical community knows that in order to study a plaster that can remove scars, Expert Smith used his own body to conduct experiments and scratched hundreds of wounds.

Finally, relying on a special ointment, all of them healed beyond recognition.

But the only thing left is a scar on his arm, which was made after the scar on his deceased wife's belly, so he kept it all the time.

Over time, the scar became the hallmark of Smith's expert, and his soulful representation.

The twins' looks may be deceiving, but their scars are not.

The man in front of him is really a Smith expert, not Pete!

Gu Jiangfeng was a little dumbfounded, "Since you are an expert in Smith, why did you delay the inspection until the afternoon?"

"The patient just received an injection of analgesics and hormone drugs last night, which will affect my preoperative index judgment, Mr. Gu, I remember that you are also a well-known person in the United Nations medical community, you should not be ignorant of this basic common sense. .”

Smith bit down on the five words of basic common sense.

Gu Jiangfeng's face was hot, and he was very embarrassed. He looked at Bao Sibai weakly, "Cousin, I..."

Bao Sibai didn't see it, but continued to focus on Smith, "In that case, I misunderstood, I'm sorry to offend expert Smith, and I ask expert Smith to heal my wife."

"Don't worry, it is my responsibility to save lives and heal the wounded." Smith nodded, "I am not a person who disregards public and private interests."

After saying this, Bao Sibai and Gu Jiangfeng left the ward.

As soon as the front foot left, someone poked his head in from the window on the back foot, with a trembling voice, "Brother, can I come in, it's so high outside, I'm scared!"