CEO's Handy Wife

As a big family, the Qi Family’s ancestral hall is naturally bigger than that of ordinary families, and because Qi Shi lived in the ancestral hall almost every day when he first arrived at the Qi Family, so Qi Zhi directly let Steward Xu gave up an empty room in the ancestral hall to Qi Shi as his rest room.

And the ancestral hall has also become one of the few places where Qishi can calm himself down in the headquarters, and he will come here to relax from time to time.

So the punishment of Qizhi is actually more like an excuse for Qishi to rest.

"The equipment here is quite complete?" Lin Qianxi looked at the layout of the room in surprise. There were tables, chairs, beds, these basic items, and there was even a whole large bookshelf to store some items and books.It's like Qishi's own secret space.

"Yeah." This is also the first time Qishi came to the ancestral hall, and Qishi still misses his own things here.

Qi Shi began to copy the family rules one stroke at a time. The book of the family rules seemed to be just a decoration. Qi Shi didn't even open it, so he just went to copy it.

I copied so much that Qi Shi didn't even need to open the book to know which one was where and what he should copy now.

Lin Qianxi is a bit bored, this is Qishi's punishment 2 after all, she doesn't need to do anything, sitting here watching Qishi copy those stinky and long house rules, this is definitely not Lin Qianxi's style, so she sees After a while, I couldn't sit still and wanted to find something to do.

"Is there anything to pass the time?" Lin Qianxi finally couldn't help but ask, she was too bored.

Qi Shi's copying hand paused, he raised his head, and looked at Lin Qianxi helplessly, "I said it was boring." Complaining was nothing but complaints, but Zhu Qi got up anyway, and took out a copy of himself from his small room. The picture album I read when I was a child was placed in front of Lin Qianxi, "to relieve boredom." After speaking, Qi Shi went to copy his family rules again.

Lin Qianxi had no choice but to pick up the book and start reading.

Compared to Lin Qianxi's success abroad, the country is in crisis, because the forces left behind by Qishi have started their plan.

"Give me back my son's life!" A lady yelled towards the gate of Mu's family with a mournful face. Behind her was a group of people holding signs and banners that said unscrupulous profiteers.

This is the mother of the boy whose allergy was reported.

"President!" Mu Xuanlang's secretary had just learned that these people were coming to make trouble, but he didn't expect it to be so fast. He still wanted to tell his president when he got off work.

"Huh?" Mu Xuanlang in the office was making a video call with Mu Sibai, discussing how to resolve this matter.

"It's not good, that boy died in the hospital." The secretary had a cell phone marked on the phone in his hand. He had just received the informant he had left in the hospital. As soon as he heard the news, he hurried to Mu Xuanlang office, I didn't even have time to hang up the phone.

This sentence was naturally heard by Mu Xuanlang and Mu Sibai on the other end of the phone. Both of them were shocked. They also kept their own informants over there, and even secretly asked the attending physician, Let them have their hearts set on this boy.

The medical expenses are paid by them. After all, this is a major matter related to the Mu family. Although they can't make it public now, tell them that the Mu family has intervened in this matter, because this will set a precedent, so that if they have allergies in the future, Let Mushi pay the bill, this is absolutely not allowed by Mu Sibai.

"Si Bai?" Mu Xuanlang anxiously called out Mu Sibai's name directly. Mu Sibai also knew what Mu Xuanlang wanted to ask, so he took out his anxious mobile phone and called the dean.

Mu Xuanlang and his secretary listened quietly, hoping that this was just a fake message.

"Master Mu Sibai." The call over there was quickly connected, and everyone's ears were caught.

"Well, what's wrong with that boy?" Mu Sibai still kept his composure, and talked to the dean in his usual indifferent tone. He believed that the dean would not have the guts to hide the information and not report it. .

"Which boy is allergic to the ointment?" The dean is a bit older, and when Mu Sibai suddenly asked him, he almost couldn't remember who Mu Sibai was asking.

"Ah."

"I just transferred to another hospital and left. I just wanted to call you, but your call came." The dean said this with some helplessness, "No matter how much I tried to persuade his mother, she didn't listen, and told them Our hospital can pay the medical expenses, and our hospital is the best dermatology hospital, and she insisted on transferring to a second-level hospital, and she just finished the formalities and left."

Speaking of the boy's mother, the dean still wondered why there was such a mother who was unwilling to cooperate with the doctor in treating her son.

"Transferred away? Which hospital?" Mu Sibai didn't expect to be transferred and left, so he hurriedly asked.

"I don't know, she followed the discharge procedures." The dean held the boy's discharge application in his hand. He didn't lie. He got the application for the truth. He just found out that the boy was discharged from the hospital. up.

"I see, hang up first." Mu Sibai subconsciously felt that this matter must be dealt with as soon as possible, and that the boy must be found immediately, otherwise, this matter would become a big deal, so Mu Sibai hurriedly said goodbye and put the phone on the phone. Bye.

"Brother, check." The computer is still connected to the phone numbers of Mu Sibai and Mu Xuanlang. At this time, Mu Sibai doesn't try to solve this matter by himself, but asks his brother to help him. He must be quick. .

"Check it out." The brothers focused on it. After hearing the dean say that the boy had left the hospital, Mu Xuanlang gave the secretary a look and asked the secretary to find out the boy's whereabouts.

Mu Sibai here is not idle either, he has his own news channel, and every second must be counted at this time, otherwise, Mu Sibai feels that the boy's life may really be in danger.

Mu Sibai didn't know why he felt this way in his heart, but he just believed that if he couldn't find that boy quickly, he might not die of disease, but die of human heart.

On Mu Xuanlang's side, with the help of powerful surveillance, he transferred all the surveillance near the hospital through his channel to find the boy's trace.

After Mu Sibai asked his own people to check the boy's whereabouts, he exported a copy of the clinical data of the ointment from his computer. He rushed to ask Dr. Hao to search for the information, and he planned to publish it. There are the main ingredients of the ointment.

This is the worst plan, sharing the company's unique patents.

Because the research, production, and clinical development of a new drug takes at least five years, and as many as ten or twenty years, an investment with no bottom line, which is why successful drugs are produced.

The price will be so high in the first few years, because they want to get back their costs as soon as possible while the patent has a time limit. Otherwise, after the patent time limit expires, there will be many imitations, which will Let their interests be greatly reduced.