Yun Mengtian looked at Mo Qingcheng with a formulaic smile on his face: "Miss Mo, I have been looking up for a long time. I heard Lan Mingsheng and uncles and aunts talk about you before. I heard that you are a doctor. I really admire you!"
Lan Mingsheng's reaction to Yun Mengtian can be said to be very surprised, because in his impression, Yun Mengtian has never used such a smile to a person.
However, he clearly felt that Yun Mengtian's mood was not high, and he didn't want to interrupt himself, so he shut up with interest.
Hearing Yun Mengtian's words, Mo Qingcheng glanced at Lan Mingsheng subconsciously. Seeing that he didn't react at all, he pursed his lips and looked at Yun Mengtian: "Whatever Miss Yun said, I said it was a doctor. , Now I can’t even cure my own illness. I’m lying on a hospital bed all day. What’s the difference between being a waste, don’t make fun of me, but I heard that Miss Yun’s abilities are outstanding and she can help the family share the burden at a young age. The family business is important!"
Yun Mengtian raised his eyebrows. This is to compare himself with him. Who is more hypocritical and can carry out this kind of commercial flattery more powerfully
An unpleasant expression flashed across her face: "Don't praise me. I know what I am. I know what I am. I heard Lan Mingsheng say that you are sick. I just sent him over and visited him. !"
Mo Qingcheng smiled and nodded: "That's it, thank you, Miss Yun!"
Yun Meng shook his head faintly, without saying anything.
Lan Mingsheng saw that Yun Mengtian refused to speak any more, and then he asked: "By the way, Miss Mo, what's wrong with your body? On the phone before, you said that your heart hurts again, didn't you? Doctor? Did you come here for an inspection?"
When Mo Qingcheng heard Lan Mingsheng asking about his condition, he seemed to be weaker all of a sudden: "Well, I checked, all the data is at Doctor Chu's. You can go to his office to check it out. Also, the source of my heart is hard to find. My family’s point is that I want me to try my best to find a suitable heart source this time. Don’t use an artificial heart. After all, this artificial heart has only been used for three years. The validity period is too short!"
When Lan Mingsheng heard this, his eyes flashed and his expression was flat: "It depends on the situation. The heart source is not easy to find. Moreover, your recent body indicators are not suitable for surgery. You should take care of your body first. , This heart can last for a while, and I will not leave Nancy City now. Also, the source of the heart is hard to come by. Not everyone has such good luck. If it doesn’t work, use it. Artificial heart, I hope you can prepare with both hands at home!"
Hearing Lan Mingsheng's words, Mo Qingcheng seemed to want to say something, but she seemed a little scrupulous about Yun Mengtian, and subconsciously glanced at Yun Mengtian.
The look in her eyes made Lan Mingsheng quite displeased. He frowned and said: "Xiao Meng is his own, what do you want to ask, just ask, if it is something Xiao Meng can’t listen to, then you’d better not tell me. I’m afraid it’s not easy to listen to!"
Seeing that Lan Mingsheng was unhappy, Mo Qingcheng said quickly: "Ming Sheng, don't be angry, it's not like that, I'm just embarrassed, I didn't treat Miss Yun as an outsider!"
Lan Mingsheng's brows frowned more severely: "So, what are you going to say?"
Mo Qingcheng bit his lip, and said embarrassingly: "When I left Shennong Manor two years ago, I remember Uncle Lan was doing artificial heart, which is said to be many times better than the one used in major hospitals before. I want to ask. Ask, this kind of artificial heart, if I wait now, can I make it before my surgery?"
Lan Mingsheng didn't expect that when Mo Qingcheng asked, he had a bad illusion: "What you want is not a heart, right?"
Mo Qingcheng was a little embarrassed: "Yes... my family asked me to ask if I want Uncle Lan's technology to be shared if possible. Don't worry, they are just thinking about my body. After all, in my life, I might have to They have done many such operations. They are not relieved, they want to find better medical technology. You should understand. Moreover, they told me that if Uncle Lan is willing to share the technology, they are also willing to exchange something equivalent. , This is also a kind of medical communication, isn't it?"
Lan Mingsheng sneered: "You think so, but I don't think that my dad will agree to such a thing. You tell me, do you want me to be a lobbyist? I'm sorry, I It's impossible to do this, and I don't support you asking him because he will refuse it 100%!"
Lan Mingsheng actually wanted to say that although my mother likes you a lot, my dad may not be able to see you much, let alone that your family covets his medical results, and he can understand if he is not a fool.
The Mo Family said they wanted to exchange something equivalent, but a medical family like the Mo Family couldn't compare with the Lan Family, and it was impossible for Lan Qingfeng to appreciate their things.
Mo Qingcheng did not expect that Lan Mingsheng refused so thoroughly, Yun Mengtian was still sitting aside as a wooden stake, but she was not a wooden stake at all, Mo Qingcheng could not treat her as air.
Thinking of Lan Mingsheng's words, her face was a little ugly: "Ming Sheng, do you think our family must not be able to get equivalent things? They really want to exchange! And, they are just for my illness! "
Lan Mingsheng sneered. He didn't say. He knew very well that the Mo family wanted to exchange, nor did it for Mo Qingcheng. However, this was only a small part of the reason, and the bigger reason was that they wanted to use this technology. Go for profit.
Lan Mingsheng knew in his heart that even if Lan Qingfeng shared this foundation for free with others, and brought more advanced medical conditions, it would not be monopolized by the Mo family.
Obviously, the Mo family didn't know the Lan family well enough, thinking that Mo Qingcheng had some unrealistic ideas when he knew the Lan family.
Lan Mingsheng saw Mo Qingcheng's emotions a bit agitated, he calmly said: "What is your disease, you know yourself, pay attention to control your emotions, you say that you are not feeling well, I came to see you specially, you pay attention to yourself Point, besides, don't talk about this in the future, my dad won't promise you!"
Mo Qingcheng bit his lip in embarrassment: "Okay, I know, I won't ask anymore!"
Lan Mingsheng nodded: "Well, are you okay? If not, I'll go to Dr. Chu first!"
Mo Qingcheng shook his head: "I'm fine, you go!"
Lan Mingsheng got up and was about to leave. He glanced at Yun Mengtian: "Xiaomeng, do you want to go with me?"
Yun Mengtian glanced at him, then glanced at the person on the hospital bed, shook his head, and smiled slightly: "No, you go, I'm here to chat with Miss Mo!"
Lan Mingsheng probably did not expect that Yun Mengtian would take the initiative to stay. His expression was still a bit surprised. Finally, he nodded: "Okay, then you can chat here, I will come to you soon!"
Lan Mingsheng said, and walked outside.
As soon as the door of the ward was closed, Mo Qingcheng looked at Yun Mengtian.
When she talked to Lan Mingsheng just now, although she talked a lot and was a little emotional, she sounded very weak and aggrieved.
As a result, when she spoke to Yun Mengtian now, she seemed to feel a sudden change.
She said: "Miss Yun, it seems that Ming Sheng is very worried about you. He is not willing to chat with me!"
Yun Mengtian still doesn't know what the relationship is between these two people.
After all, she thought that she was in love with Lan Mingsheng before, but the final answer she got was that she was suitable to be Lan Mingsheng's wife. For Yun Mengtian, she couldn't accept it.
Although Lan Mingsheng is still good to her now, and she can't bear to be bad to Lan Mingsheng, but the feeling between them has changed, becoming weird, a little yin and yang, not only for her, but also for Lan Mingsheng. .
When Lan Mingsheng and Mo Qingcheng seemed to be talking, their attitude and tone were extremely rude, but they had known each other for three years, and no one could say what they looked like.
Yun Mengtian glanced at Mo Qingcheng and pulled his lips: "Yes, he is quite worried about me. After all, we have known each other for a long time!"
Mo Qingcheng didn't think that what he said had much to do with the answer Yun Mengtian gave.
She chuckled and tapped her index finger on the bedside randomly: "Miss Yun, to be precise, I knew you three years ago!"
Yun Mengtian twitched his lips: "Oh, really, then I've only met you in the past two days, so I'm so embarrassed!"
At this time, the two of them talked, unknowingly it smelled of ignition.
When Mo Qingcheng heard her say this, her eyes deepened, but she did not immediately become angry, but continued to smile and say: "Really? You said that Uncle Lan and Aunt Lan said about me, I thought, you I heard them say it before, but I didn’t expect it to be heard in these two days!"
Yun Mengtian felt a little displeased inexplicably: "Why have Uncle Lan and Aunt Lan say that Lan Mingsheng can't tell me!"
Mo Qingcheng smiled and looked at Yun Mengtian meaningfully: "Miss Yun, I have no other meaning in this sentence. I hope you don't get angry. As far as I know, you haven't contacted Ming Sheng for three years. Well, Ming Sheng has been busy doing experiments. I thought he would never return to Nancy in his life. When I was going to return to China, I invited several times. As a result, he refused until his condition became serious. , He was willing to come back!"
Yun Mengtian sneered and glanced at her: "Really? I thought he was willing to go back to China only because of his broken leg. I didn't expect that there was another reason. I was quite surprised. And, as for me, How long hasn’t been in contact with Lan Mingsheng? This seems to have nothing to do with you. Of course, I won’t be angry after you say this. After all, what other people say and what matters to me, I can’t just because other people say it. , Let me die, really die!"
Mo Qingcheng's face changed: "Miss Yun, you can really laugh, I just talk casually, don't get angry!"
Yun Mengtian raised his eyebrows, and Feng Qingyun looked at her calmly: "Don't get me wrong, I'm not angry, I just talk casually, you can just listen to it, after all, it's true that your heart is sick now. You can’t get angry. If your mood fluctuates a little and affects your condition, then it’s really my fault!"