As bright as a star: Madam, she is an almighty little princess

Opening WeChat and clicking on the pinned dialog box, Pei Yao sat in the car and typed.

Pei Yao: [Master, the remaining blood for the test has been collected, there is about 10 ml left. 】

After a while, there was a ding.

X: [Put it together with the one that was sealed last time. Keep it well and don’t let anyone know about it. Spread the news to outsiders and find Lumine and Tired Bird as soon as possible. 】

Pei Yao: [Yes, Master. 】

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At the medical school, after the results came out, the students who followed Ling Qi in classes and experiments breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the vice president's office.

Lin Yuwei pushed the door in with a sullen face and held her cell phone. She was frustrated and angry, gritting her teeth, "Uncle, let her escape again."

After all, Lin Yuwei was considered the daughter of a concubine from an aristocratic family. Although she was not qualified to attend the banquet at the Pei family, she heard about what happened at the old lady's birthday party and actually hooked up with Pei Yanxing, the man that countless women thought about day and night.

She was angry about this for several days, seeing Ling Qi looking more and more like a vixen.

I originally thought that today's blood test would reveal something, because the girl in the video looked very much like Ling Qi.

Unexpectedly, nothing happened.

"Uncle, do you think Pei Yanxing greeted the police station and the doctors in advance?" After Lin Yuwei came in, she sat opposite Vice President Zhang, as if discussing important matters.

Zhang Cheng's face looked as dark as anything at this moment. He had watched the test video several times, trying to find evidence of their fraud.

But no matter how you look at it, the operation is absolutely fine.

He took off his glasses and threw them on the table with one hand. He stared at Ling Qi's face on the video with narrow eyes and said nothing.

Lin Yuwei added, "Uncle, I heard that their blood project has entered the antidote research and development stage. There is a high chance that that old guy Qi Huaili will give her a place for exchange."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Cheng, who was still stunned, sneered, his narrow eyes full of calculation and disdain, "With me here, she can't even think about it."

Lin Yuwei's eyes lit up when she heard this, "Uncle, could it be that you..."

"Yes, I just contacted the second-in-command of the International Medical Organization Secretariat some time ago, and he promised that my project will be approved. As for Ling Qi's project..."

Zhang Cheng sneered, "When the time comes, put in more money, so what if she passes the review, we will still call her back."

Lin Yuwei's eyes flashed when she heard this, "You are so awesome, uncle."

"Then can you take me with you for this exchange? Next semester, I want to be a graduate student of Professor Jimmy, the heart authority of the International Medical Organization, but he only accepts a total of two students from each country. If this time... I can have a Maybe the chance of Professor Jimmy meeting and asking for advice will be greater."

Lin Yuwei did not hide her inner urgency at all, and went through the back door openly.

But Zhang Cheng was not stupid. He knew exactly what the niece had planned. He was silent for a while. Upon seeing this, Lin Yuwei put away her previous expression, slowed down her tone, and played the emotional card.

"Uncle, you also know that our room has never been taken seriously by grandpa, and even you and aunt were bullied and couldn't help."

Lin Yuwei knew why Zhang Chenggong hated Ling Qi so much. Since his aunt was beaten and kicked out of the 171 Research Institute and Lin's Hospital, she could no longer gain a foothold in the capital, causing his uncle to lose all face.

Moreover, they all know that Ling Qi's level is indeed not lower than that of Zhang Cheng, and is even a bit higher. Moreover, Zhang Cheng and Qi Huaili are not dealing with each other. If they don't take action to stop him, one day in the future, his position as the vice president will not be secure. .

Thinking like this, Lin Yuwei continued to speak, "Look, if I am lucky enough to become Professor Jimmy's student, I will have the opportunity to meet the elders of international medical organizations in the future, even Mr. Lumine. In this way, our second room will be in the Lin family." As our status rises, so will our reputation and your reputation. In the future, we will not have the final say in the medical circles in the capital."

Zhang Cheng seemed to be really thinking about the feasibility of Lin Yuwei's words, and after some weighing, he said, "Okay, you can join my project team later and study with those graduate students first. Then my uncle can use it in his published papers." Add your name."

Lin Yuwei knew it was done when she heard what he said, "Thank you, uncle."

Another person was clicking his abacus in the office.

At this time, in Zhang Cheng's project laboratory, a boy who looked honest and good-natured, about 23 or 24 years old, had stayed up many nights. His eyes were dark and bloodshot, but he was still in front of the experimental table. He completed his actions conscientiously, and on the computer next to him was the prototype of the thesis he had already written.

The other people felt a little distressed when they saw this, and one person couldn't bear to speak and said to him, "Brother, go and have a rest. You haven't slept well for several days. There is still a long time before the International Exchange Conference. , there’s no need to rush.”

The man didn't seem to hear anything, and was concentrating on the experiment.

Several people in the laboratory sighed when they saw this. They had no choice but to say this to him countless times, but he just didn't listen.

Some people even began to complain about Zhang Cheng, why could he leave his senior brother to do all the work alone? The project leader only came to the laboratory a few times, and asked his senior brother to do all the key things.

I shook my head silently, hoping that my senior brother's efforts would not be in vain and that he would be the first author when the paper was finally published.

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