Zhou Wei's mouth corners twitched downwards, a hint of jealousy flashed in her eyes, and she said disdainfully: "She's just a high school student! A girl, she brags a lot but has no real skills, but she's quite arrogant."
"… "
Several people in the Ninth Institute who had never seen Qiao Nian were stunned. They didn't expect her to say that.
Luo Qing couldn't listen any longer, frowned and looked at her, and said sternly: "Team Leader Zhou, you don't have to say that."
I don’t know what Zhou Wei is thinking about.
That day she talked about Miss Qiao in Wang Ye's ward. Wang Ye didn't get angry at that time. Instead, he went back and asked her to copy the rules of the Ninth Institute a hundred times.
You have to know that the rules of the Ninth Institute are two pages long, and one hundred times that is two hundred pages. Zhou Wei has been copying this these days.
In addition, a project that Zhou Wei was originally following was also transferred to someone else by Wang Ye, which was equivalent to punishing Zhou Wei in disguise.
She had just gotten through her punishment with great difficulty, and now this happened again.
Luo Qing couldn't understand. Couldn't she see that Mr. Wang had special feelings for Miss Qiao? He was protecting her like the apple of his eye!
Now that Miss Qiao is coming, Mr. Wang even called Mr. Bo and asked someone to come and pick her up in person.
This kind of scene has never happened before!
He just couldn't understand why Zhou Wei was so stubborn as to bang her head against the wall!
Bo Jingxing also gave her a warning look, but it was light and not particularly strong.
Zhou Wei bit her lip in embarrassment, raised her chin, and said proudly: "I'm not wrong! Didn't she say before that she could finish the programming in two days? In the end, it's been three days. Has she finished it?"
"If you can't do it, why brag!"
Luo Qing couldn't speak for Qiao Nian in this matter. He just frowned and spoke quickly: "Gu San said that Miss Qiao was very busy these days, busy preparing review materials for the students in their class. Maybe she was too busy to spare the time..."
"Haha." Zhou Wei sneered and didn't say anything, but her face clearly showed disbelief.
She really didn't believe that Qiao Nian could solve the problem of the source code. How could a high school student solve something that she had spent three months trying to figure out
Luo Qing insisted on speaking for Qiao Nian, but she didn't care. Qiao Nian's plane was about to land, and when people arrived, she was waiting to see Luo Qing get slapped in the face!
The two of them were arguing like this, and the people from the Ninth Institute were very considerate. Chen Zhu took the opportunity to change the subject and talk about the gossip he had heard recently.
"By the way, speaking of doctors, I remembered something."
"Didn't Mr. Wei fall ill some time ago? He consulted many doctors at home and abroad but to no avail. His condition was very similar to Master Cheng's, and Liang Lu couldn't do anything. Everyone thought that Mr. Wei would die that day, but Mr. Wei found a miracle doctor, and Mr. Wei woke up without surgery. It is said that the doctor used traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture..."
"So amazing? What kind of miracle doctor is he?" someone asked.
Luo Qing was also very interested and had no time to argue with Zhou Wei: "Any news about this miracle doctor?"
"No." Chen Zhu shook his head. "I haven't heard of him before. He is said to be very mysterious. There is news about this doctor on the black market. But the black market has always kept the news secret. It is difficult to find him without them acting as a middleman. After that day, the Wei family didn't pass on much information about the miracle doctor. I vaguely heard people say that the miracle doctor seemed to have come from Raocheng."
Another detour
Zhou Wei now feels annoyed when she hears about circling the city, but when she hears this, her eyes flicker and she reveals a thoughtful expression.
"It would be great if we could find this miracle doctor..."
(End of this chapter)