Lu Deyou ignored the psychopath in front of him.
He signed his name to the collaboration with a blank expression.
"I really don't know what you're thinking. I didn't expect a big shot like you, who's always been involved in finance, to be interested in medicine. But since the contract has already been signed, I'll submit my resignation to the hospital in the next two days. Please arrange the address and resources required by our contract. I'll be there in a couple of days."
Lu Deyou said this as he skillfully took the contract.
The man was nonchalantly pressing the tip of his pen. He was wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a white coat. He sat in his seat silently, looking extremely ascetic.
"There shouldn't be any surveillance in your house, right?" Cang Chengye asked.
Lu Deyou nodded, thinking that the other party was worried that the contract would be exposed, attracting other people's attention and causing some unnecessary trouble.
So he comforted her, "Of course, otherwise why would I bring you here to sign? It's to prevent you from being discovered."
"That's good." The man casually put down the pen in his hand, his voice very low.
"What?" Lu Deyou scratched his ears, not hearing clearly.
"Don't come back if there is no need. If you have any needs, just tell my assistant directly." Cang Chengye was wearing a mask on his face. When he raised his eyes, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Lu Deyou looked at the man who seemed confident of winning.
Instead, I felt a little bit of admiration for him. After all, the amount of money involved was not small. The fact that this man could take out the contract and sign it without batting an eyelid proved his courage.
"By the way, why do you want to invest in this project?" Lu Deyou said as he packed up the contract and asked puzzledly before leaving.
Mr. Cang looks healthy, and for a CEO like him, his meals should be extremely carefully considered.
I heard that he has a bad relationship with Lao Cang's family and has always been a loner. It doesn't fit the image of a CEO who is good at planning and strategizing to take out so much money to invest in something that may fail.
But the other party obviously had no intention of paying attention to him.
Lu Deyou curled his lips and left with the documents, not forgetting to close the door.
As soon as I came out, I saw a young man standing in the corridor.
I kept looking around, looking a little confused.
Obviously lost.
"The exit is over there. This is the research center, and strangers are generally not allowed in. You'd better leave as soon as possible."
Lu Deyou didn't think much about it. After all, patients' families often go to the wrong place.
He pointed out the exit and looked at the young man who thanked him with gratitude on his face, then Lu Deyou left.
Duan Yuchen recognized who that person was.
It seemed like when he was downstairs, the dog was following him.
But now I only saw the other person coming out, but I didn't see the figure of the gentleman.
Duan Yuchen's dark eyes suddenly dimmed. Could something have happened to the sir?
He walked hurriedly and looked directly at these offices.
One of them was unlocked.
Then he pressed down and sneaked in.
"Patient, you look like you need some help?" The man stopped what he was doing and the tip of his pen fell on the table.
After splashing a few drops of ink, he sat on the chair in the office and looked calmly at the little white mouse who had just entered.
His voice was very clear and cold.
Duan Yuchen felt extremely guilty at the moment, and for a moment he didn't even recognize that it was the gentleman's voice.
"Sorry, sorry, I came here to see a doctor, but I didn't expect to barge in unintentionally..." Duan Yuchen said, and then pushed down the baseball cap on his hand.
To prevent the doctor in front of him from seeing what he looks like.
Pretend that you are just a traffic that broke in accidentally.
It was just a small creature standing there, looking innocent and pitiful.
"Is that so? Are you looking for me?" The doctor stood up slowly, and then only the sound of the boss chair's wheels rolling back was heard twice.
The boy was ready to run away, but when he heard these words, he paused.
Duan Yuchen's hand had already fallen on the door lock. When he heard the doctor's question behind him, he originally wanted to open the door but directly fell on the lock button.
Yeah, that's right.
Lock the door first, so no one can escape.
Very good, this guy actually set up a small studio in the hospital without telling him.
There's no one in this office.
Moreover, men like this, as a couple who sleep in the same bed every day, can tell what the other person is doing even if he farts.
How could Duan Yuchen not understand this dog?
This just prevents the dog in front of me from wanting to run away later.
I reached out to check the room in front of me and found that the door was locked.
As soon as he turned around, he was instantly surrounded by a familiar breath.
The boy covered his shoulders with his hands, and the fear of the doctor's approaching suddenly arose in his heart.
The baseball cap fell to the ground.
At this moment, the boy was like a fish lying on the chopping board, waiting to be slaughtered.
His eyes were red with an alluring look, and he looked like he was about to cry, making him easy to bully. He lowered his head, as if he didn't dare to look at the man in front of him.
"Dear boy, if you have any questions, you can tell me. Maybe I can help you." The man slowly approached.
The urgent and somewhat suppressed voice was gentle and soothing.
"I feel very unwell." Duan Yuchen said as he unbuttoned his shirt.
She pointed at her slender waist and said, "My waist has been sore lately. What's the reason?"
The man's eyes were dark.
His broad palm fell on it, the temperature of his hand was a little cold, and his other hand slowly took off the gold-rimmed glasses on the tip of his nose.
The pair of eyes that had always been trapped behind the gold-rimmed glasses, as gentle as jade, were now sharp.
"Perhaps you've been too tired recently. Do you need my help with a massage? My skills are very good. I guarantee that you will be back to normal in two days."
Cang Chengye's voice was extremely serious, and the kid's ears turned even redder when he heard it.
"Besides this, is there anything else that makes you uncomfortable?" Cang Chengye said, then stretched out his hand to press the corners of the boy's lips, which were as delicate and tempting as flower petals.
"Your lips seem a little pale. According to our advice, that might indicate a lack of Qi and blood. You'll need treatment."
That serious voice explained the cause of the disease.
Duan Yuchen tilted his head, looking convinced. He looked at the person in front of him with admiration: "What will be the consequences if I don't get treatment? And how should I get treatment?"
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