Then he thought about it again and said to her seriously, "Miss Qiao, when you see Master Cheng later, you can help him check. If he can be cured, then cure him. If not, don't feel too much psychological pressure."
He pursed his lips and continued, "Master Cheng's stubborn illness has been going on for a long time. We have consulted many experts at home and abroad, but none of them have helped. Anyway, I just asked you to come and help take a look. I don't mean to cure you."
Chen Zhu was listening nearby, and wanted to say several times, "Mr. Gu, don't be so ungrateful. Master Cheng is from the Ninth Institute after all."
But looking at the girl with bright eyes and eyebrows, he couldn't say it.
To be honest, he still didn't think that the girl in front of him had the ability to cure Master Cheng's illness.
Master Cheng’s migraine is a chronic disease. If it were really that easy to treat, it wouldn’t have been incurable for more than ten years.
In recent years, Master Cheng has seen many doctors.
Liang Lu has also seen doctors and taken medicine, but her condition is still the same, with no improvement and even getting worse...
Qiao Nian looks too young and may not be able to do it.
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Bo Jingxing didn't waste much time before the door of the laboratory opened.
An old man wearing a white coat and a pair of flip-flops walked out of the laboratory.
"I heard from students that you were looking for me?"
The old man didn't seem to have had a good rest. When he spoke, his throat sounded tired, but his tone was very gentle. He smiled and joked with Bo Jingxing.
"You usually don't come to my place when you have nothing to do. What's the matter? Do you want to talk to me?"
Bo Jingxing had his hands in his coat pockets. He was handsome and not as eye-catching as Ye Wangchuan, but he looked pretty good, a gentleman with a handsome face.
"I am busy."
He hasn't finished speaking yet.
Master Cheng noticed that there were quite a lot of people here today. In addition to Luo Qing, Zhou Wei and other familiar faces from the Ninth Institute, he also saw a girl who was quite young.
Wearing a baseball cap and a black hoodie, he was leaning casually in a chair, holding a mobile phone, apparently playing games, and no one noticed him coming out.
The profile under the brim of the hat is delicate and eye-catching.
There is a kind of casual bandit air about him, a lazy feeling, but not annoying.
It was the first time he saw such a young face coming into the Ninth Institute. He was stunned for a moment, pointed at Qiao Nian curiously, and asked Bo Jingxing: "Is she a newcomer to the institute this year?"
He remembered that the institute recruited a group of new people this year, but he was too busy doing experiments and had no time to care about these.
The Ninth Institute is an extremely closed place and outsiders cannot get in at all.
Seeing Qiao Nian following Bo Jingxing, he automatically regarded Qiao Nian as a newcomer to the institute and was quite interested. He looked the girl up and down and turned to ask, "What major are you studying, little girl? Do you know bioengineering? My lab happens to be short of someone."
Zhou Wei's face suddenly turned ugly.
Master Cheng is the pillar of the nine schools.
Not everyone can enter his laboratory.
How could he take a liking to Qiao Nian at first sight and take the initiative to let Qiao Nian enter his laboratory? Although Qiao Nian would only be a handyman when he entered, it would be impossible for him to start doing experiments right away.
But being able to enter Master Cheng’s laboratory is an honor in itself. Who in China doesn’t want to join Master Cheng’s team
The girl who was playing games had just finished a game. She looked up and noticed someone coming out. She narrowed her eyes slightly and looked a little annoyed.
When she saw the kind old man standing there, she put her phone away, stood up, and answered politely and slowly: "Traditional Chinese Medicine."
(End of this chapter)