Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

Liu Wanshuang froze in place like a bolt from the blue.

She clenched her fists tightly, her eyes couldn't focus due to shock, and she seemed to be still digesting what Jiang Boning just said...

Is Shi Qinglan the heir to the Medical Research Institute?

"God...a genius doctor! Really...really a genius doctor!" Director Zhou looked at Shi Qingjue with a numb expression.

He knew that the chaebol of the imperial capital did have some skills, but he didn't expect to be able to invite someone from the Medical Research Institute, and he was the most mysterious heir!

Even let so many bigwigs come to watch...

"I don't know about this." Shi Qingjue pursed her thin lips and glanced at Ji Lin with cold eyes.

After all, Shi Qinglan was invited by him.

Ji Lin was even more dazed at the moment, "I...I just went to Mingcheng High School and picked up a nice girl..."

Unexpectedly, this little girl is not only the young lady who has been missing for many years, but also the heir of the Medical Research Institute!

Director Zhou: "..."

He looked at a few people without words.

But after being stunned for a moment to organize his thoughts, he was about to leave in a hurry, "I have to go to observe the operation!"

This operation is bound to cause a sensation in the entire medical field!

Liu Wanshuang's nails were almost embedded in the palm of her hand, but she was so paralyzed that she forgot the pain, and she couldn't tell whether her emotions were fear or shock...

She did that and said those things!

No, how could Shi Qinglan find out that she did it!

"Butler Ji, Master Jue, I'm going to watch it too."

Liu Wanshuang took a deep breath to calm her emotions, she raised a gentle and polite smile, and hurriedly left the ward.

Shi Qingjue's deep eyes sank slightly.

Now, he finally knows to whom his father's medical talent has been inherited, but he doesn't care about Shi Qinglan's identity and background, he just wants to know what she has gone through these years...

"Jilin." Shi Qingjue looked up at the ceiling.

Ji Lin recovered from the shock, and he looked at his young master.

Shi Qingjue's palm was slowly squeezed into an empty fist, and his Adam's apple moved slightly, "Do you think Lan'er has been doing well these years?"

"Little Miss can be sheltered by the Medical Research Institute of Country A, so she should be doing fine." Ji Lin guessed.

But Shi Qingjue's thin lips hooked lightly, and she slowly revealed a mocking smile, "Heh..."

But if Shi Qinglan hadn't disappeared back then, she would have been a little princess held in the palm of the palm of a top-tier wealthy family, enjoying all kinds of love and honor, so how could she study medicine...

Shi Qingjue felt that the younger sister, whom he once cared about on the top of his heart, must have experienced a lot of things that he could not imagine over the years, otherwise it would not have become what it is today.

When she was young, Mingming was so cute and pitiful, and every time she fell, she would cry coquettishly and ask her brother to hug her...

"Little young master, let's go watch the operation too."

Hearing Ji Lin's words, Shi Qingjue closed her eyes tiredly, "I'll wait outside the operating room."

He didn't intend to observe Shi Qinglan's operation, for fear that guilt and distress would stab him into holes.

"Then I'll accompany you." Ji Lin didn't plan to go.

Shi Qingjue said solemnly, "I'm going to smoke a cigarette first."

When the sound fell, he walked steadily to the outside of the inpatient building, the lingering smoke lingering in the white and slender fingers, and the man in the suit and leather shoes exuded a little depression.

When the smoke was exhausted, Shi Qingjue flicked the ashes.

After he threw the cigarette butt into the trash can, he turned around and waited at the door of the operating room. Time passed by minute by minute...