Everyone present suddenly opened their eyes in shock.

They looked at the boy in front of them in disbelief, and were scared by the shocking news for a moment, "Shocked...Shocked?"

The name Jinglan is well known to everyone.

Jingshi Pavilion is insignificant among all organizations around the world, and they often support the troops with justice. Everyone present is familiar with the word Jinglan!

"But Jinglan isn't he..." Is the old uncle?!

Although the boy in front of him was wearing a mask to cover his entire face, he could not see his specific appearance, but he was very young from his outfit. Even if he only showed his eyes and lips, he could still capture clues about age from his facial features.

Shi Qinglan's lips curled slightly. The girl was wearing a wig and a mask. The moment she raised her lips, she felt a bit flamboyant and reckless, as if she was young and frivolous, and she was very stance like a big boss.

"Where are the patients now?" the girl looked sideways.

She deliberately suppressed her voice, disguised herself as a man's voice, and made the woman dressed as a man to the extreme.

Jiang Xiaoyin raised his eyebrows slightly, "Central Hospital."

"Take me over." Shi Qinglan immediately withdrew his gaze and took the lead in walking out of the dormitory area with his slender legs.

The girl's back was slender and cool, and her feet were a bit sharp like a wind, with a light that seemed to be in her bones, which inadvertently penetrated and could not be concealed at all.

Jiang Xiaoyin looked at his niece's back with a slightly deeper look.

He really wanted to believe that her cool temperament and aura was that this was the powerful and powerful Jinglan...

A few hours later, Bo Yucheng also arrived in the south.

The plane landed slowly at the airport, and Bo Yucheng walked down the gangway steadily, followed by many subordinates in neat uniforms, and Wen Le and Wen Mo also followed closely behind to the south.

"Master Bo, where will we go first?" Wen Lezhuan asked behind him, "Go to the hospital first or go to the hotel first to adjust?"

"Hospital." Bo Yucheng opened his lips without hesitation.

The fundamental reason for the turmoil in the south is this sudden condition, so he naturally had to go to the hospital to check the situation first.

Wen Le nodded and said, "I have notified people from the south to arrange a car to pick them up. I will contact the central hospital again."

Bo Yucheng responded in a calm voice, "Yes."

He slid his hand into the pocket of his suit pants, took two steps and stopped suddenly, touched his phone out of his pocket, and continued to move forward while calling Shi Qinglan.

Calculate the time, she should have arrived in the imperial capital.

...

Central hospital, dense abortion.

Jiang Xiaoyin greeted the dean in advance, saying that a famous expert came to support him, but at her request, he did not mention the identity of the heir of the National Medical Research Institute to avoid exposing his disguise.

As soon as Shi Qinglan arrived at the hospital, the director personally led the director of the infectious disease department to greet him, and said enthusiastically, "Old Xiao."

Although the director and the director of the department are from Szhou, they know that Jiang Xiaoyin is an officer sent by the Chinese army to support him. Some time ago, he often brought people to the hospital for help.

When facing such problems, everyone is always involuntarily united and helps each other.

"Director Smith." Jiang Xiaoyin responded in a foreign language.

The man's voice was low and sexy, and his fluent foreign language was pouring out as his lips twitched, adding endless charm to him.

President Smith looked at him kindly, and then his eyes fell on the young man beside him, "This gentleman must be the famous expert introduced to us by Master Xiao, right? I didn't expect that he was so young, so terrifying."

"Dean." Shi Qinglan nodded lightly and stretched out his hand.

The two shook hands politely, and Dean Smith led her into the hospital and briefly introduced the current situation.

"The patients are currently living in special wards, and we have carefully sorted out all cases. You can take a look first."

Dean Smith had a good attitude and did not have any doubts about her age. After all, in this situation, no hope should be given up easily.

Shi Qinglan took off his black jacket and put on a white coat. The white clothes decorated his figure, which was lined with white T-T and black trousers, showing him a graceful image.

"I'll check the medical record first." She walked into the archives room.

Then he sat at the desk and looked down carefully to read the case. His slender and fair fingers held the sign pen, and sometimes outlined some things, "Is there any virus sampling?"

"I'll order someone to get it now." Dean Smith nodded.

All the information Shi Qinglan asked for was quickly sent over. After she understood the general situation, she pursed her lips and rubbed her fingertips as if she was thinking about what to do.

"Is there any way you can?" asked Dean Smith.

Shi Qinglan's lips pursed gently, and she casually turned the signing pen, "It shouldn't be that trouble."

Upon hearing this, Dean Smith couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He has received many experts here. The first thing everyone does when they come here is to see the patient. Only Shi Qinglan asks to see the medical records and is very confident in the treatment.

After seeing the patient, others said there was nothing they could do...

But the director of the Department of Infection frowned, "What does it mean to be less troublesome? Famous doctors from all over the world have been worried about this for several days. You are so sure of your medical skills? I'm afraid even if the heirs of the Medical Research Institute come, you won't dare to say that?"

Hearing this, Shi Qinglan raised his eyebrows gently.

She casually put down the signature pen in her hand, lazily leaned back, and looked up at the director, "There is no other person's medical skills that need to be refined. I said it's not trouble, but it's not trouble."

After the sound came to an end, Shi Qinglan stood up happily.

She slid her hands into the pocket of her white coat, stepped apart with her slender legs and left the archives, "I'll go to the ward to take a look."

Seeing this, Dean Smith immediately followed him.

The director of the Department of Infectious Diseases frowned slightly. He was hesitating whether to follow him, but suddenly he noticed a sharp gaze beside him.

With his feelings, he looked at his deep eyes, exuding a bit of a wild and ostentatious temperament. Jiang Xiaoyin curled his lower lip slightly, "Don't mess with her."

The man's voice was heavy and cold. Although his appearance looked very funny, it made people feel a sense of danger.

"You can't afford to offend me." Jiang Xiaoyin raised his eyebrows slightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he also stepped on his slender legs and followed him. The tall back was so arrogant that it was so open-minded...
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