"Meng Fu..."

Qiao Le came to his senses first and opened his mouth and called Meng Fu.

Meng Fu did not look back and walked directly outside the door.

Because of the producer's arrival, there were other staff members at the door of the equipment room.

Meng Fu's face disappeared without a smile, nor his usual laziness. His painting-like eyebrows and eyes were filled with anger, adding a little coldness. The person surrounding the equipment room gave her a "brush" and said.

Meng Fu didn't look at the others.

She took off her intern doctor's uniform and put it on her arm casually. When the elevator came up, she called Su Cheng.

After a sound, Su Cheng picked up the other side.

"Aren't you recording a show?" Su Cheng's voice was always cold, like an ice spring flowing down, and the magma was calmed down wherever he passed.

"I unilaterally terminated the contract with the program team," Meng Fu watched the elevator arrive and went in directly. There was no one in the elevator. Meng Fu slowly breathed out: "Md idiot show, I'm so angry."

When Su Cheng heard this, Bingran's eyebrows and eyes fell, but his tone did not change, "You go back to the dormitory to pack up your things."

Meng Fu was in a much calmer mood, and hung up the phone and went back to pack his luggage.

On the other end of the phone, Su Cheng's expression suddenly became cold. He took his coat and "Go to the program team."

Meng Fu has been in the industry for so long and has been in every program team very well. She has a really good temper and always has a feeling of being close to her. The staff of each crew likes to get along with her.

There has never been a news that she is acting like a big shot or something.

He is also very contractual.

This is the first time, she has to quit the show without finishing recording.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Fan was stunned, and Su Di also looked at Su Cheng.

"I want to know, what's wrong, too." Su Cheng took his cell phone, called out, and walked out with his foot.

But Zhao Fan crawled up from the soles of his feet with an inexplicable citrus chill.

**

Equipment room.

Production Lin didn't expect Meng Fu to leave like this. He didn't take his CCTV plan at all. He couldn't hold back his face and said directly: "If she doesn't record, she won't record. Let's continue shooting!"

How many people are rushing to come to this show?

Do you really think that Meng Fu will not work if their show is gone?

The staff lifted the photographer up, and Song Jia frowned slightly, picked up the silver needle again, and studied the acupoint map again.

This time he is here to learn his experience and want to get an offer.

Beside him, Gao Mian muttered: "It's really different to big stars. You can still be so arrogant if you don't poop if you occupy the pit."

Jiang Xinran smiled, "She is the top scorer in the college entrance examination and is always a little arrogant."

"Every year, there are top scorers in the college entrance examination, and no one is like her," Gao Mian sneered. "Xinran, you are also from Peking University. You can draw and have medical skills, and you have never seen you as proud."

Jiang Xinran smiled and didn't say anything more.

It was at this moment that Director Chen walked in from outside, "What's wrong with Meng Fu?"

He also held a case in his hand, and he could see fatigue in his eyebrows and eyes.

There is only one Director Chen in the country, and only one national treasure in the surgery department. There are countless patients who want him to see. The hospital is afraid that he will be too tired and dare not give him too many emergency numbers, but he will add ten numbers every day.

Producer Lin also respects him very much, "I didn't expect to disturb you, Director Chen. It's okay, go and do your business, I'll just deal with Meng Fu's matter..."

Director Chen didn't look at the producer, so he looked at Qiao Le, and Qiao Le's eyes seemed a little red.

"You said." He asked Qiao Le.

He knew that Meng Fu and Qiao Le had a good relationship.

Qiao Le opened her mouth and briefly explained the process, "It's because of that book... Now she is going to quit the show and has gone back to pack her luggage."

The head nurse was already recording the program, and saw Director Chen coming.

She hurriedly said, "Why are you..."

"Nurse Yuwen," Director Chen looked at the head nurse, "You are a little out of date."

Nurse Yuwen originally thought the matter was over, but she didn't expect that Director Chen would be alarmed, and her expression changed, "Meng Fu didn't mean..."

"You don't have to explain this to me," Director Chen turned around and walked out the door. "You come to the dean's office with me. Her family came to the door. You go and explain to him."

What a big deal, why... the dean has come forward?

Nurse Yuwen was stunned.

**

Dean's Office.

Director Chen, head nurse, and producer Lin all came over. Jiang Xinran was worried and followed him. When Qiao Le saw Jiang Xinran go, he was afraid that Jiang Xinran would follow him.

Before entering the door, you can see two people in the office.

An old man with slightly gray hair, a man standing by the window with his back facing them, tall and slender, wearing a knee-length black coat, even with a back, it makes people feel cold.

"Everyone sits." The dean's office was big enough. He pointed at the sofa and asked Director Chen, the head nurse and the producer to sit down.

The dean did not introduce Su Cheng to them, and looked directly at the head nurse and handed her a cup of tea, "I heard that you have a conflict with the intern because of a book?"

The head nurse glanced at the man standing at the window, and she was not guilty at all, "This is not just a book, the most important thing is that she is not serious or down-to-earth in her attitude."

"Dean," Producer Lin also looked at Su Cheng's back and frowned. He didn't expect that Meng Fu would complain first, "I have the most say in this matter. She disturbed the internship progress of several other guests and was disrespectful to the head nurse. I just wanted her to apologize, and she was going to quit the show."

"Dean..." Jiang Xinran entered the door and spoke weakly.

Su Cheng finally turned around and looked at Jiang Xinran indifferently, "Get out."

Jiang Xinran's expression turned pale and she couldn't help but take a step back. Zhao Fan "bang" closed the office door and closed her outside.

Su Cheng politely turned to the head nurse and producer Lin, his eyes stopped on the head nurse, his eyes as snow as ice and snow, and he only asked: "Is it your first move?"

The head nurse was watched by him and was inexplicably stressed. The man was too strong and she didn't dare to look at him.

But I don’t feel guilty at all. Isn’t it possible for someone to tell me about the fake show?

"This has nothing to do with starting the game first. This show is recorded in real life. She doesn't want to learn it or not. I don't want to worry about the show, but she doesn't influence the other three interns who are serious about studying."

"Why do you think she is not down-to-earth and doesn't study hard? Make a show?" Director Chen looked at the head nurse and his lips pursed.

The deepest impression he had with Meng Fu was that on the last day of last shooting, the patient in the car accident vomited on Meng Fu, but Meng Fu did not dislike him at all and helped the nurse push the person to the emergency room.

Could this be a show that is not stable?

The nurse was angry and laughed, "You have to ask yourself."

"It's all misunderstandings," the dean looked at Su Cheng, "Mr. Su, look, why don't we..."

Su Cheng had already called. When the phone was connected, his eyebrows and eyes became eased, and his whole face was no longer so bad. "Director's Office, come here."

I don't know what to say, but he chuckled, "I asked someone to bring a bottle of good wine from abroad."

**

Five minutes later, the office door was knocked.

Meng Fu had already changed his clothes, was holding a suitcase in his hand and a white scarf around his neck.

"Doctor Chen." She pulled down her scarf and greeted Director Chen politely.

Su Cheng sat on the sofa and held a cup of tea.

The dean looked at Su Cheng, smiled bitterly in his heart, and then looked at Meng Fu politely, "Miss Meng, your misunderstanding with the head nurse..."

"It's not a misunderstanding," the head nurse interrupted the dean and said directly: "She is not down-to-earth, does not study hard, and occupies other people's resources. Is it wrong to take her books?"

"It's all misunderstandings, misunderstandings..." The dean quickly smoothed out the situation. He didn't dare to mess with Su Cheng.

When the head nurse saw the dean speak again, she stopped talking.

Meng Fu just glanced at the head nurse and smiled: "Who told you that I didn't study hard?"

"Study hard?" The head nurse didn't want to get stuck anymore, so she just asked, "Okay, then I'll ask you, do you know what books you're reading?"

"Meridian acupuncture." Meng Fu looked at her.

"Do you know what this book was first used for?" the head nurse asked again.

Meng Fu glanced at her, "Acupuncturist Level 3 Grade Examination Materials."

These books are written on the covers, a must-read book for every acupuncturist.

"Since you know, then you tell me that you are studying the third level of acupuncture," the head nurse was neither humble nor arrogant. "You didn't learn the three acupuncture techniques this morning, as well as the most basic human vein diagram. Tell me you read the third level of acupuncture information? Do you understand?"

"Who told you that she didn't learn?" Su Cheng put the teacup on the table with a "slap".

The head nurse didn't want to listen to Su Cheng's argument, "Dean, I'm very busy, and the three students are still waiting for me."

Su Cheng didn't even look at the head nurse, and asked the dean directly, "I'm sorry, borrow a pen and a piece of paper."
To be continued...