Chapter 410: Shang Yu Is Hospitalized, Li Qiao Gets Angry

Chapter 410: Shang Yu is Hospitalized, Li Qiao Gets Angry

The reason is that several other laboratories have obviously teamed up to target Renhe, which is called an academic discussion at a good level, but they are clearly looking for faults at a bad level.

Sometimes they say that Renhe's academic experiments are groundless, and then they say that Renhe's research technology is too backward.

At this time, Lian Zhen felt the phone vibrate in his pocket.

He took it out for a look, looked at the other side in surprise, and then thought about it and said: "Teacher, everyone is tired, why don't you go back first, and leave these materials to me and Xiao Li to sort out together."

After all, Academician Jiang was getting old, and his wrinkled face was full of fatigue, "Well, that's fine, then you should go back early after cleaning up."

Not long after, Academician Jiang left the seminar room with the others.

Li Qiao nestled on the chair, raised her chin, and said to Luo Yu: "You can go back with them, the teacher is very tired today, please help me take care of it."

There was nothing wrong with these words, but Luo Yu felt that she was deliberately dismissing her.

Her eyes flickered slightly, she nodded and said, "Okay, Ms. Li, then I'll settle down with Academician Jiang and come back to find you."

Li Qiao didn't refuse, and readily agreed: "Yes."

Hearing this, Luo Yu heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and strode out of the seminar room.

Lian Zhen looked in the direction of the gate, then looked back at Li Qiao, "What's wrong? Is something wrong?"

His phone vibrated just now, it was the message from Xiao Li, asking him to find a way to dismiss everyone.

At this moment, Li Qiao tapped her fingers on the table, looked at Lian Zhen, and said calmly, "I'm going out tonight for some private matters, and I won't be back until tomorrow morning.

I don't want Luo Yu to know about this matter, and I don't want others to know about it, especially those in the Medical Council.

So...maybe I need to trouble Brother Lian to help me hide it. "

Lian Zhen saw that the gloomy emotions in her eyes were getting stronger and stronger, so she didn't ask any more questions when she heard about the private matter, and responded: "Yes, I will find a way. But Luo Yu seems to care about your movements, if she insists on asking you ..."

"You just say that I met a classmate and was temporarily called out to attend a class reunion. There is no need to say anything else."

Five minutes later, Li Qiao left through the back door of the exhibition center.

She looked down at her mobile phone and walked towards the depths of the alley.

There are many alleys and alleys in Chongcheng, and they are winding and winding, but they extend in all directions.

When Li Qiao walked to the coastal road for ten minutes, a black ordinary car stopped at her feet.

She bent down and got into the co-pilot, and the car quickly merged into the traffic flow in a blink of an eye.

...

Half an hour later, the business jet apron of Chongcheng Airport.

Xia Siyu pouted at the Huanxia Pharmaceutical Enterprise business jet in front of her and said, "Hurry up, the flight routes are all ready, and we can take off right away."

"Well, let's go."

Li Qiao strode forward with her long legs, compared to her usual unhurried pace, she was a little eager at the moment.

Xia Siyu looked at her back, pursed her lips, and chased her a few steps, "Do you want me to go with you?"

"No need, keep the news of my going back secret." Li Qiao took two steps, then stood still, "I'll be back tomorrow morning, keep an eye on what's going on here."

Xia Siyu nodded hesitantly, "Okay, then go and come back quickly, call if you have something to do."

She knew that if Li Qiao hadn't been in a hurry, it would be impossible for her to arrange for Huanxia's business jet to be on standby at the airport.

Qi Zai has many private jets under her name, but she didn't move any of them.

This time I went back, probably to avoid people's eyes and ears.

...

At nine o'clock that night, the business plane of Huanxia Pharmaceutical Company landed at Nanyang International Airport.

A black SUV has been waiting for a long time.

Li Qiao got into the back seat of the car after getting off the plane, her expression was surprisingly pale from the beginning to the end.

Achang didn't ask any more questions, and drove straight to Yanhuang International Private Hospital.

Shang Yu was injured and hospitalized last night. It wasn't a minor injury, and being hospitalized meant seriousness.

Obviously they sent a WeChat message last night, but he never mentioned it.

No wonder, he didn't answer her video call in the morning.

When Li Qiao heard the news from Zong Yue, she almost crushed her phone.

Zong Yue didn't know how serious his injury was, and only said that her third uncle told her not to bother Shang Yu recently, and not to ask too many questions.

Just as Li Qiao thought, all channels for investigating news in Nanyang were blocked.

If it wasn't for Zong Yue, she would have no way of knowing.

Even Shen Qingye didn't answer her call, but how thoroughly prepared Shang Yu was.

It's a pity that he underestimated Li Qiao's ability to speak normally.

But Zong Yue is not thinking deeply, and is about to marry into Li's family, so he will naturally relax his vigilance towards Li Qiao's intentional greetings.

...

At half past nine, Li Qiao's cell phone rang, and it was Luo Yu who called.

She sat in the back seat, looked at the International Hospital in front of her, and cut off the phone without thinking.

Before Li Qiao got out of the car, Achang handed over a white coat and a medical mask from the front seat, "Miss Seven, the VIP ward area is under martial law, you should be able to get in with this."

"Um."

Li Qiao received it, put on a medical white coat and a mask, and walked into the inpatient department with sharp steps.

Thanks to this white coat, she took the elevator to the advanced ward area, took a medical record from the nurse's desk, walked around the elevator room, and looked up to see the whole quiet corridor standing a few steps away. With a bodyguard.

Security is tight.

And Bai Luhui was also receiving treatment in the advanced ward area, and Shen Qingye didn't answer her calls, maybe he also knew about Shang Yu's injury.

It seems that the whole world knows, only she is kept in the dark.

And she considers herself to be his closest person.

Li Qiao has a cold temper and rarely has too much mood swings.

But since she learned that Shang Yu was injured and admitted to the hospital, the words Shang Qiongying said to her a few days ago also began to ferment in her heart.

Whatever the reason, Shang Qiongying was right in saying one thing: he did exclude her from his secret.

Is it because I don't trust her enough, or I don't want her to take risks with her?

If she didn't want to let her know, as long as he said something, she didn't have to ask anything.

This sense of distance derived from being excluded made it difficult for Li Qiao to calm down for a long time.

It's no wonder that on the night he left Nanyang, he spent the whole night having fun.

He seemed to be exhausting her so much that he didn't have the energy to think about other things.

In addition, the process of the exchange meeting is very tight, which makes people have no time to distract.

Shang Yu, you are doing well.

Holding the medical records in one hand, Li Qiao walked towards the ward area step by step. As she walked by, the bodyguards who stopped beside her stared at her solemnly.

She didn't know which room Shang Yu was in, but it was probably where the bodyguards stopped the most.

At the door of the middle ward, there were two bodyguards standing on the left and right.

Li Qiao stood still, and when she raised her hand, two bodyguards immediately stretched out their hands, "What are you doing?"

She looked directly at the door panel, and said in a low tone, "Get out of the way."

When the bodyguard heard her voice, she felt familiar, and planned to ask a few more questions, but Li Qiao raised her leg directly, and kicked open the door of the VIP ward with an unknown amount of effort.

The door lock, collapsed.

Bodyguards: "..."

Li Qiao looked at the bodyguards swarming in the corridor, slowly opened her dark eyes, and stood motionless at the entrance of the ward, looking straight ahead.

In the ward, Shang Yu did not lie down, but sat on the sofa area smoking a cigarette, and beside him sat an unfamiliar man and...Shen Qingye.

Mochizuki and Liuyun stood in front of the coffee table, and everyone turned their attention when they heard the voice.

Shang Yu was indeed injured. His broad shoulders were covered with a black shirt, and a white bandage was wrapped around his left shoulder to his right chest.

At this moment, he lazily raised his eyelids with a cigarette in his hand, seeing the slender figure under the incandescent light at the door, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Mochizuki and Liuyun were originally full of vigilance, but when they saw Li Qiao take off their mask, they called out in a daze, "Miss Li?"

Fuck, why did this ancestor come back? And they didn't receive any news.

Shang Yu pursed his thin lips, threw the cigarette into the ashtray, stood up slowly with one hand on his knee, his steps were fairly steady, but there was a helpless smile in his deep eyes, "Why did you come back suddenly?"

Mochizuki has already hurried to the door, and waved back the group of bodyguards who were trying to stop him.

And Li Qiao also went in, pinching the medical records tightly with her fingers, looking straight at Shang Yu, her tone was flat without any ups and downs, "If I don't come back, when are you going to tell me about your injury?"

Shang Yu walked towards her with his long legs, his tall and muscular honey-colored chest was well-proportioned, except for the white bandage which was extremely obtrusive.

He stood in front of Li Qiao, reaching out to pull her, but the girl avoided his movements, her eyes were cloudy.

The man's hands froze in mid-air, he pursed his thin lips, and still took a step forward to hug Li Qiao's tight body, bowed his head, and whispered in her ear, "Are you angry?"

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