Shen Qinghuan rushed over.
"Grandma, how is Grandpa?"
Old Mrs. Shen was also a little anxious: "She said she had a headache."
The old man was lying on the bed, his face pale and his brows tightly furrowed.
Shen Qinghuan walked over and took the old man's pulse.
The old man opened his eyes and saw that it was Shen Qinghuan. He moved and wanted to sit up.
"Don't move yet." Shen Qinghuan held the old man down, carefully felt his pulse, and breathed a sigh of relief: "There's nothing wrong, Grandpa, it's probably a headache caused by the emotional ups and downs."
When Mrs. Shen heard this, she remembered that her son had come in the afternoon and seemed to have had a quarrel with the old man in the room. Perhaps the old man was angry at that time.
Shen Qinghuan gave the old man an injection.
After a while, the old man felt much better. Shen Qinghuan helped him sit up, and the old man only then saw the slap mark on Shen Qinghuan's cheek.
"Who slapped you in the face?"
Old Mrs. Shen also came over.
"Huanhuan, have you been bullied again? Tell grandpa and grandma quickly, we'll support you."
Shen Qinghuan hesitated for a few seconds and decided not to let her grandparents worry.
"It's okay, I took revenge on the spot." She smiled easily.
Mrs. Shen wanted to ask more, but the old man stopped her with a look.
"Old lady, please make an extra dish tonight and let Huanhuan stay for dinner before leaving."
Shen Qinghuan did not refuse.
Anyway, this place is not far from Jingshan Villa, and she can go back quickly after eating.
If she hadn't been concerned about the risk of the two children being discovered by the Shen family, she would have really wanted to bring her grandparents to live in Jingshan Villa.
At night, Mr. Shen sat on the bed and called Shen Zhihui.
"I agreed to your suggestion last time to hold a party to celebrate my discharge from the hospital."
Shen Zhihui didn't expect that there was still room for maneuver in this matter, and his gloomy mood suddenly improved.
"But I have a condition." Mr. Shen said immediately.
Shen Zhihui: “You say.”
"Don't embarrass Qing Huan anymore. The house is the compensation your mother and I gave her. You may not treat her as your own daughter, but your mother and I still treat her as our own granddaughter."
Among the three grandchildren of the Shen family, Director Shen Ancheng has a successful career and has everything he needs, while Shen Xiuming joined the company to be trained as the heir. Shen Wanning not only has a successful career, but when she gets married in the future, the Shen family will also prepare a generous dowry for her.
But their pure joy was nothing, and only the two old people were thinking about her.
Shen Zhihui was silent for half a minute: “Okay, I promise you.”
Looking at the slap mark on Shen Qinghuan's face, Old Master Shen guessed that it might have been caused by his son. He knew his own son very well. Compared with the future development of the Shen Group, those houses were not worth mentioning at all.
When he was discharged from the hospital, Shen Zhihui proposed to the old man to hold a banquet, but the old man immediately refused.
It was because Shen Zhihui wanted to invite the royal family members under the pretext of holding a banquet, consolidate the relationship between the two families, and gain more benefits at the same time.
The old man didn't want his son to corrupt the pure relationship with his comrade's family.
What's more, the Yu family has helped a lot in the development of the Shen family over the years. If the Shen family continues to ask for it, that's fine.
But this time, for Qinghuan, he was willing to sacrifice his old face.
At Jingshan Villa, Shen Qinghuan was studying medical skills while Wendy was playing with her phone beside him.
"Sister Qinghuan, you have fewer followers." Wendy wandered around the remaining private groups and found that no one mentioned the real estate fraud anymore. Even the cafeteria incident today was not discussed.
What's going on?
Are you really shocked by the lawyer's letter?
Wendy tentatively sent a message in the group chat: "Do you know what's in the cafeteria today?"
Someone immediately came out to remind them: "Shh, don't say anything, the higher-ups don't allow us to discuss this or that anymore."
Wendy understood immediately that it was someone from a higher-up who had greeted her.
But the only people whose greetings are effective are the president and the chairman.
"Sister Qinghuan, I found out that it was President Yu who ordered us not to talk about it."
Shen Qinghuan's hand paused as she turned the pages of the book. Under the light, her loose hair covered half of her face, and the other half of her face was illuminated by the light, making it look even whiter and brighter.
She didn't understand why Yu Beiting did this, and she didn't want to understand.
Shen Qinghuan continued reading.
She was prepared to deal with Shen Zhihui's difficulties, but she didn't expect that the next few days would be calm.
Shen Qinghuan's hand finally healed, but when the gauze was removed, a large and ugly scar was left on it.
Wendy looked at it with eyes full of heartache.
"This is definitely going to leave a scar."
Shen Qinghuan: "As long as it doesn't affect my future surgery, it's fine."
She has been studying medicine recently and is preparing to make a scar removal cream, which is a good opportunity for her to test it out on her own hands.
If it succeeds, then by cooperating with Quan Shiyan, you can also make a lot of money.
Shen Qinghuan moved her hands. Fortunately, the medicine she used was effective and did not affect other parts of her body.
That day, when Shen Qinghuan came out of the laboratory, he saw Zhao Xincheng walking into Professor Sun's office with his head hung down, and then he could faintly hear Professor Sun's angry voice.
It's just that due to the sound insulation problem, I couldn't hear clearly what was said.
There were a few people outside looking up curiously.
Professor Sun has always had a good temper, but Zhao Xincheng was very capable to be able to make him angry.
Shen Qinghuan was not a gossipy person. Just as she was about to go back to the office, Zhao Xincheng came out. As he passed by Shen Qinghuan, he snorted at her angrily.
Shen Qinghuan: ...
Very good, it seems that Zhao Xincheng has hated her again.
And she didn't know what was happening yet.
It seems impossible not to gossip at this time.
Shen Qinghuan took the documents and went to find Sun Chenguang.
"Professor Sun, these need your signature." Shen Qinghuan put the documents on the desk and glanced at Zhao Xincheng's clinical trial report next to it.
One of the items listed several side effects.
Sun Chenguang signed the document. His face was still red from his recent outburst of anger.
Looking up and seeing Shen Qinghuan stealing glances, Professor Sun was at a loss whether to laugh or cry: "If you want to look, then look openly."
After saying that, he threw the report to Shen Qinghuan.
"Can I see it?" Shen Qinghuan asked uncertainly.
"Let's take a look and see if there is any remedy."
"good."
After Shen Qinghuan read the report and related data, it turned out that Zhao Xincheng's prescription had very strong side effects, and it seemed that the problem lay with a very common and inconspicuous medicinal material.
Zhao Xincheng was so confident that his plan could solve all the problems that occurred in previous projects and reduce side effects, but now it is only in the first phase of clinical trials and he has been slapped in the face.
Professor Sun couldn't help but be angry.
Shen Qinghuan put down the report.
"I can't think of any remedies. This is Dr. Zhao's project after all, so let him handle it himself."
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