Who was covering the lid with Demon King Zhang at that time? The first to bear the brunt are those in the Demon King's camp.
The station informed that the ambulance from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital was about to arrive. Patients and their families trust traditional Chinese medicine doctors. A group of Western medicine doctors have not been asked by patients to step aside for the time being, so as not to hinder their colleagues from treating patients, and wait until they are notified of the need.
Shen Youhuan, who had just hesitated before, was immediately called to the corner by Junior Brother Yu.
It should be said that Demon King Shen felt a little guilty, and he lowered his head in the face of his junior brother's stern expression.
Yu Xuexian did not let him go: "You really didn't introduce her? You obviously know her."
"No, it's not me. As I just said, she already has someone to marry." Shen Youhuan was so anxious that he wanted to jump, winking and signaling to Junior Brother Yu: "You have to be smarter. You see, my warning signs have reached this point. Don't listen." come out.
There is a characteristic of Demon King Shen. In order to protect himself at such moments, he really will not lie. Yu Xuexian had no choice but to turn to another person and ask: "Is that you?"
When he asked Tao Zhijie, his brows suddenly rose to a high point, and his smiling baby eyes almost stared at people: What did you say? No one should question the same kind of victims, okay?
It is impossible for Tao Zhijie to know. We can know it by carefully recalling the details before Teacher Lu's death.
In fact, when Teacher Lu passed away suddenly, almost everyone in the National Association felt that they were kept in the dark.
Could it only be someone from Guozhi?
If that¡¯s the case, why did Demon King Zhang suddenly lift the lid here?
Someone here must know Dr. Wen.
"He said you introduced your cousin to him, right?"
Questioning Wen Shining is unreasonable and reasonable. As I said before, people need to go through Wen Shining when they want to ask for help. It is more straightforward to go through Grandpa Wen, who is from Tongguozhi.
"It's not me." Wen Shining replied with a smile.
He is not familiar with Teacher Lu, nor is he familiar with Demon King Zhang. The person who has friendship with Zhang Huayao is his grandfather, not him.
He is a doctor from the Sino-Foreign Friendship Hospital and not from Guozhi. How dare he do bad things by going back and forth with Zhang Huayao from his own hospital?
One or two said they were not, and Yu Xuexian then tortured everyone here: "Is it you? Is it you? Is it you?"
Everyone at the Sino-foreign Friendship Hospital shook their heads: What do you ask us to do? Isn't it good to ask that person?
They are all highly intelligent people and can basically guess something at this moment.
Yu Xuexian gritted his teeth and finally targeted the number one suspect, the robot: "Fu Xinheng, is it you?"
No matter what happens, things will come to light one day, so you have to be mentally prepared.
Fu Xinheng did not escape and faced him directly.
"It's you, it's you!" Before Yu Xuexian walked in front of him, he raised his finger and pointed hard at his chest, with anger and smoke coming from his orifices.
This matter is not simply that he introduced a Chinese medicine doctor to treat Teacher Lu, but it fully shows that he did not inform other colleagues and worked with Zhang Huayao to trick everyone.
The secret was lifted, and it was almost confirmed: he is the most secret traitor that the National Association has hidden for a long time.
"Okay, okay." Shen Youhuan and Wen Shining saw that something was not going well, so they stopped in the middle, at least not to seriously quarrel on the train and hurt the image of the doctor community.
"I'm not arguing with him, I just want to ask him clearly what is going on in his mind." Yu Xuexian said.
Ask the robot what it is thinking. Everyone's eyes unconsciously glanced at Wen Zihan over there.
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