Gu Yaran paused and asked meaningfully: "What are you doing?"
Hell didn't speak, but he had no intention of giving in and wouldn't let her get even closer to Tian Xin.
Gu Yaran looked across hell and looked at Qiao Simu, "Tian Xin is my adopted child, and it has been recognized by the law. If you stop me from taking my child back like this now, you will be unreasonable if it goes to court.
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Qiao Simu said lightly: "But if it is found out what you have done to this child, I believe the court will not let this child stay with you, and...the things you have done will also be exposed.
, by then, the situation of your company and organization will probably be even worse."
The gentle smile on Gu Yaran's face completely subsided, and she said sarcastically: "After all these years, you still haven't changed. You are always so accurate in picking up on other people's seven inches. No wonder you can succeed."
Qiao Simu said lightly: "That's ridiculous."
Gu Yaran glanced at Tian Xin and said nonchalantly: "Since you like this girl so much, I'll just stay with you. The competition is about to start. I should go back and prepare. This time, just wait to lose to me.
"
Qiao Simu said softly: "I'll return this sentence to you."
Before Gu Yaran turned to leave, she glanced at Tian Xin again, and then left Qiao Simu's lounge resolutely, looking cold and ruthless.
But Qiao Simu clearly saw Gu Yaran's reluctance to let go of Tian Xin from that last look in his eyes.
Looking at Hell who was obviously relieved, Qiao Simu felt very complicated.
Using emotions to control people's hearts is indeed a good way.
But when it comes to things like feelings, no one can say for sure.
While Tian Xin and Hell developed feelings while getting along, Gu Yaran didn't develop different feelings for Tian Xin, but she just didn't want to admit it.
Qiao Simu called Bai Nianfei and told him how to take care of Tian Xin.
Bai Nianfei learned from Qiao Simu's mouth that this little girl had been made into a medicine man, and he was furious.
Is this something that humans can do?
Qiao Simu had very complicated feelings towards Tian Xin and said to Bai Nianfei: "Take good care of her. If there is anything you need to run errands, let him do it."
Qiao Simu looked at hell.
Bai Nianfei and Hell nodded in agreement at the same time.
Half an hour later, the World Medical Skills Competition officially began.
The previous levels are not difficult. The preliminary round tests everyone's understanding of basic diseases and how to quickly deal with complex patients. The duration of this level is a total of forty-eight hours without stopping.
It's like sending someone to the emergency room all of a sudden.
In addition to following Su Jingqin in the organization, Qiao Simu also followed several deans in medicine. He had rotations in Kyoto and the No. 1 Hospital in Yan City. When he was first rotated to the emergency department, he almost died.
However, precisely because she had experienced the devil's rotation in the emergency room, the first level was not difficult for her.
After the first level, most of the foreign experts seemed to be dehydrated. Although the domestic experts were obviously tired, they were much better in comparison.
Among them, there were two foreign experts who were carried out sideways. They were obviously exhausted. They pointed at the organizer and weakly accused: "You, you are partial, partial!"
Domestic experts listened to their words and snorted disdainfully, "If you have this time to complain, you might as well do more physical exercise."
"I've asked someone to prepare something you like to eat. Go and have a good rest first." Fu Zhuochen immediately stepped forward to take Qiao Simu back.
"Okay, but now I just want to sleep first." Qiao Simu said.
Although this was a competition, the patients Li treated during the forty-eight hours were real and they were real sick. She did not regard this as a competition.
"No, no matter how sleepy you are, you have to eat something before sleeping." Fu Zhuochen said forcefully.
"Okay." Qiao Simu flattened his mouth and compromised reluctantly.
When leaving, Qiao Simu glanced at Gu Yaran who was leaving from the other direction.
At this moment, Gu Yaran's face was extremely pale. Although she did not lie down directly like some foreign experts, she still needed people around her to hold her firmly before she could forcefully walk away.
The footage of the two leaving was also simultaneously posted online.
[My goddess really went through a 48-hour emergency call? Why do I feel like she just had an operation? 】
[Although I no longer have to go to the emergency room to rotate, but when I think about the days when I was in the emergency room during my internship, it is a nightmare. Not to mention the forty-eight hours, those several thirty-six-hour shifts, I feel like I am going to die]
[Our domestic doctors are still very good. Look at those foreign experts. They are like dried eggplants that have been squeezed dry.]
[Didn’t anyone notice that Goddess Qiao and Mr. Fu were spreading some dog food invisibly? 】
[I noticed it and was fed by the dog food. It’s great. I can save dinner tonight]
[Why are you paying attention to Qiao Simu’s affairs? Didn’t anyone pay attention to the result of the first game? It doesn’t say who won and who lost? 】
[Look at this picture comparison, isn’t it clear at a glance whether you win or lose? [View picture]]
The picture posted is a comparison of the states of Qiao Simu and Gu Yaran when they left the field.
One of the two looked slightly tired, and the other looked pale as if he was about to faint in the next moment.
[This is just a state. The patient’s recovery is the key. The one who is in a good mental state may not be paying attention at all during the treatment, so he can come out well]
[The person upstairs has not watched the entire competition, could you please go and take a look first? This comment makes me embarrassed]
After returning home, Qiao Simu took one look at the sumptuous food on the table and immediately felt her appetite increase.
"Eat slowly." Fu Zhuochen said to Qiao Simu.
"You were the one who asked me to eat now, and you are the one who asked me to eat slowly now. You have finished all my words." Qiao Simu curled her lips and said.
"But it's not contradictory." Fu Zhuochen said confidently.
Qiao Simu snorted lightly, but still followed Fu Zhuochen's words and ate slowly.
After eating for a while, Qiao Simu felt that his stomach was satisfied again.
Although Qiao Simu was obviously very sleepy, Fu Zhuochen still took her for a walk in the back garden.
As the two of them walked, a figure quietly appeared behind them.
Qiao Simu sat down in the greenhouse and said to Fu Zhuochen, "Go and do your business first."
Fu Zhuochen glanced at Hell who didn't know when he appeared next to him. His face was not very good, but he did not refuse. He said to Qiao Simu warmly: "Don't talk for too long. Go and rest after digesting."