After get off work, the workers who had been tired from the day filed out of the building.

Not far away, a black Land Rover parked on the side of the road. A tall man with clear eyebrows stood upright. The afterglow of the evening elongated his figure, forming a landscape that could not be ignored.

"Cousin Si!" Qiao An rushed out of the building, and when he saw the handsome man, he strode over quickly.

"Slow down." With a gentle smile on his lips, He Sitang opened the passenger door and protected Qiao An's head, which was about to get in.

The car drove into traffic.

"Is the work going well?" He Sitang asked.

"It's a bit of a small situation, but thanks to your cousin at Cannes Daily, I've already made contact with his boss."

“Is this company difficult to work with?”

"Mosheng Group, cousin Si, have you heard of it?"

He Sitang pondered briefly, "Well, everyone in Kangcheng should know this."

"Where's Mo Kai?" Qiao An suddenly sat up straight and turned to him.

"Yeah." He Sitang said calmly.

"Huh?" Qiao An looked suspicious.

"He is my school friend."

Qiao An's mouth opened slightly.

"When I was at MIT, I worked in the same research group with him." He Sitang put his hands on the steering wheel, looked ahead, and spoke calmly as usual.

"Aren't you a medical student?"

"Minor in Economics."

Well, she doesn’t understand the world of bosses.

He Sitang glanced at Qiao An, as if he didn't want to continue the topic about Mo Kai, and directly changed the subject: "The Swiss Sri team came to Cannes and will come to our hospital this week for inspection and exchange. If it is convenient for you, you can be my assistant.

Participate together.”

"Really?!" Qiao An almost stood up from his seat.

"Role playing? Dr. He's assistant? Ha, I'm good at this!"

He Sitang shook his head helplessly, but there was an undisguised gentle smile in his eyes.

But he didn't expect that the world was so small when it was small, and old friends who didn't want to cross paths would always meet unexpectedly.

Cannes International Hospital.

Qiao An wore a white coat and very light makeup, and had a charming temperament.

"Cousin, do you look like him?" Qiao An caressed his forehead, turned gracefully in a circle, caught a glimpse of a figure in the corner of his eye, and froze immediately.

Mo Kai, who was wearing a suit and leather shoes, was looking at the two of them from a distance, his eyes seemed to be searching.

Mo Kai approached and took out his hand from his trouser pocket, "Long time no see, Doctor He."

"Long time no see, Mr. Mo."

The two hands were clasped together, briefly and forcefully, polite and distant.

Mo Kai's dark eyes turned to the stunned Qiao An: "Who is this?"

"My assistant." He Sitang subconsciously took a half step forward, somewhat as if he was declaring his sovereignty.

"Oh?" Mo Kai looked at Qiao An with a hint of amusement at the corner of his mouth, but didn't say anything.

Qiao An's heartbeat inexplicably missed a beat.

"Kai." An old man's voice sounded.

Mo Kai turned around.

Several foreign-looking people approached, with badges of Swiss Sri experts hanging on their chests!

Qiao An felt like she was about to stop breathing. The moment she thought about day and night was actually right in front of her.

The old man who took the lead walked up to Mo Kai and said in Mandarin, "It's really nice here."

He Sitang suddenly realized that it was their hospital that Mo Kai recommended to Sri.

Sri has a first-class team of medical experts, masters the world's most advanced medical equipment and advanced technology, and is the partner that many hospitals are looking forward to communicating with and learning from. He was a little surprised at first, how could this well-known expert team...

Choose their private hospital for communication.

Thinking about it, it should be Mo Kai's fault. But why did he do this? Their friendship is not that deep.

These thoughts were quickly interrupted by the senior hospital officials who came with the team.

"Sitang, why are you standing there in a daze? Why don't you take the experts for a walk?" Dean He Yuan looked at his son who was still dazed at this time and looked a little unhappy.

He Sitang came back to his senses, and a humble and courteous voice sounded: "Everyone, please come with me."

The moment he turned around, Qiao An's eyes suddenly met a pair of eyes that were like cold pools, and the man's thin lips seemed to have a hint of sarcasm.

Qiao An withdrew her eyes, calmed down her emotions, and returned her attention to the experts. At this moment, she only had one thought in her mind, how to talk to them.

However, it never worked out.

Until she heard He Sitang's voice: "Dr. Tim, I wonder if there is a chance to learn the latest heart transplantation and cardiac surgery artificial valve replacement technology from Sri."

Mo Kai's eyes moved slightly. Very little was known about this project in China because it was still in the clinical trial stage, and domestic medical equipment was very limited. Generally, few hospitals would care about this.

I thought that He Sitang would take this rare opportunity to exchange information on neurology. After all, this is his major and the foundation of his hospital.

Sure enough, Dean He Yuan's face twitched when he heard his son ask this question, but he could only wait quietly.

Tim politely replied: "Dr. He, we have signed a confidentiality cooperation agreement with Huachen Medical of Mosheng for this project, so... I'm sorry."

Qiao An knew that He Sitang asked this question on her behalf, and she couldn't help but give him a grateful look.

But this inadvertent action fell in the eyes of another man.


Chapter completed!