chapter 277
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"for the sake of being my stepmother, I'll give you one day." Qin Anan said coldly and came out of the coffee shop.
Ballroom.
after Fu Shiting and Wei Zhen had several drinks, their faces showed varying degrees of drunkenness.
"Mr. Wei, I heard that Professor Hu took a disciple who closed the door before he died." Fu Shiting poured wine for Wei Zhen and pretended to ask the question as if nothing had happened.
Wei Zhen looked at Fu Shiting with a scarlet face: "Mr. Fu, who did you hear"
Fu Shiting raised his glass and touched his: "Mr. Wei, just tell me yes or no."
Wei Zhen took a sip of wine and said awkwardly, "Sorry, I can't divulge any personal information about Professor Hu."
"Professor Hu has passed away. Besides, it's not a scandal that can't be seen. "
"what if that person doesn't want to be identified" Wei Zhen Road.
Fu Shiting's eyes rose with a glimmer of stars: "therefore, Professor Hu is really about his disciples."
when Wei Zhen said 'that person', didn't he mean the mysterious disciple who closed the door
Wei Zhen raised his glass again and took a sip.
"Mr. Wei, Professor Hu's disciple who closed the door is you, isn't it" Fu Shiting told his guess.
the wine in Wei Zhen's mouth spurted out directly.
Fu Shiting handed him the tissue box.
Thank you. Wei Zhen wiped his mouth with a paper towel and blushed and explained, "Mr. Fu, I am only Professor Hu's assistant. Although I am also studying medicine, I am not qualified to be Professor Hu's student at all." That's why Professor Hu asked me to be an assistant. "
"really" Fu Shiting looked into his eyes to tell the truth from what he said.
"of course! By the way, haven't you already found Shen Yu " Wei Zhen changed the subject. "she's very good."
"she's really good, but I think she has more choices," Fu Shiting said. "I heard that Professor Hu's disciple was a middle-aged man. I sent a lot of people to find this man, but for two months, I didn't have a clue."
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this is why Fu Shiting asked Wei Zhen for a drink tonight.
"Mr. Fu, I am already a middle-aged man in your eyes." Wei Zhen can't laugh or cry.
"Sorry, I really don't have a clue."
after drinking wine, Wei Zhen had some impulse: "your information is wrong." Even if Professor Hu is a disciple, he is not a middle-aged man. "
"Oh, is it a woman"
Wei Zhen pursed her lips and did not answer, which was regarded as a default.
Fu Shiting continued to ask, "Mr. Wei, can you reveal a little more information" Give me a price, and I'll pay as much as you want. "
Wei Zhen was forced so hard that he had no choice but to fall on the table and pretend to be drunk.
Qin Anan entered the banquet hall and saw Wei Zhen lying on the table.
Fu Shiting is such a jerk!
how can I get drunk with the friend she invited
she strode towards Fu Shiting.
Fu Shiting felt her familiar figure and suddenly looked at her.
"Fu Shiting, what do you mean!" Qin Anan glared at him with apricot eyes.
his handsome face was flushed.
in those eagle eyes, there is a flash of innocent emotion!
he picked up the bottle on the table and examined it for her.
he and Wei Zhen drank half a bottle of wine together.
Fu Shiting reasonably suspected that Wei Zhen was pretending to be drunk.
"Brother Wei is not a good drinker!" Qin Anan put the bottle on the table, frowned and wanted to go to support Weizhen.
when Fu Shiting saw that her hand was about to touch Wei Zhen, Yingmei locked her and pulled her hard with a wave of her long arm.
she is defenseless!
was dragged into his sturdy and broad arms by her.
"Qin Anan, I." Fu Shiting's Adam's apple rolled, her hot eyes looked at her familiar little face, her voice was hoarse, "I seem to be drunk." eventually be able to win this award."the old man is one of the judges of the March Medical Award. I don't think there are any valuables in these cardboard boxes. Would you like to see what's inside...