The Dean of the Medical Research Institute is here!

Ji Lin had been waiting for Shi qinglan, but she had not arrived. Not even the assistant she had invited had arrived.

He was worried. young master, this ...

Shi Qingyun's expression was dark and cold. His ink-black eyes were unfathomable, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking at the moment.

"Let's wait a little longer," His cold lips parted slightly.

The man clutched his phone tightly. He looked down at the countless missed calls in his call record, and his eyes gradually darkened.

Time passed by ...

The ward was enveloped in a cold and gloomy atmosphere. The entire Department was a little restless, and many doctors were getting impatient.

"Master Xiao, when will that divine doctor come?"

Director Zhou from the cardiology department bit the bullet and rushed him. there are still many doctors here who are waiting to observe ...

Shi qingxiao pursed his thin lips into a thin line.