Chapter 132 Lang Heping's dream of becoming a miracle doctor is shattered
After confirming again and again that they only wanted to know what happened inside, I felt relieved.
Then he told the whole story like pouring beans.
After everyone left, Ke Dong looked at the back of Lang Heping's head with a gloomy face: "I'm afraid his time as dean has come to an end."
Long Yu put his hand on Ke Dong's shoulder, looked at Lang Heping, and said sarcastically: "He is no longer satisfied with his own desires. If he hadn't framed Gao and forced him out, would he have been able to become the dean here?
Tsk tsk, really, I went to my grandfather's place several times and forgot how old I was.
It seems that you have grown up his heart. At his age, what is there to fight for?
Borrow a needle? How nice of you to ask. What do you think he was thinking?
Can he still see? Or is he giving people acupuncture with a magnifying glass? It’s so funny.”
Ke Dong glanced at the hand on his shoulder, his eyes flickered: "Blinded by profit, this person is just greedy.
It is good for a person to have ambition, but if this ambition is used in the wrong way, it will become a cancer to society. "
"Let's go and vent our anger on that girl," Long Yu got angry. The one his seventh brother liked was a member of his Long family.
Anyone who dares to bully the Long family is truly bold.
Ke Dong quickly grabbed him, his hand inadvertently reaching into his waist: “Don’t go over there, this girl is not what you see.
Just look at how this old guy is defeated by her.
This old guy underestimated this girl. How could she be a hopeless person if she could do so well with her grandfather?
This little girl is very capable. She behaved like this, I'm afraid she already knows the intentions of this guy from the old family."
After hearing what he said, Long Yu felt that it made sense, so he thought of another thing: "They really don't have to go to Grandpa's place?"
"Why would I lie to you? Only Old Cao and Frank Sen are left there. Grandpa has already promised him that he will be sent to our Chinese Martyrs Cemetery after he dies a hundred years later."
Long Yu was surprised: "You said that he is an old Russian, wouldn't it be good for him to return to his hometown? Isn't it said that fallen leaves return to their roots?"
"There is no one left in his family. I heard they all died during the war.
Moreover, he has been in our country for so many years and has become accustomed to the life here.
It is also his wish to stay here, he wants to become a real Chinese."
"makes sense."
"Grandpa Lang, these needles really can't save lives," Murong Xue said, still crying.
Lin Zhihe heard someone whispering accusations against them, and he was furious. He walked up to Murong Xue and yelled, "Who are you trying to fool, little girl? Didn't you use this needle to cure the heart disease of Hua Jinlong, the eldest son of the Hua family?"
Murong Xue was so frightened by his shout that her body trembled, and the needle and the box fell to the ground with a "click, clang". The box was fine, but the needle broke into several pieces.
"Oh, my purse! Master told me to keep it and exchange it for money when I get into financial difficulties.
Now it's broken, all broken, how can I exchange it for money?" Murong Xue looked at the broken needle on the ground and cried bitterly, her heart was broken.
Lin Zhihe took a step back: "This is none of my business, right?"
Seeing him say that, Murong Xue came up with an idea: "You pay me 2, not 3, take the money!
And that dragon you mentioned, I don't even know him. Pay me money! Pay me money!"
"You broke the needle yourself. What does it have to do with me?"
"Dean Lang, how old am I? How can I know medical skills? Now that the needle is broken, are you satisfied?
I don't know who told you that this needle can cure diseases, but that's obviously a lie.
Dean Lang, why are you always picking on me? Before, you asked that Lin Xiaofei to steal my master's medicine and give it to his brother for research, and I said I would not pursue the matter.
Now you want to borrow my needle again, why do you have to have this needle? This has happened several times, ah, why don't you believe it?
Are there any people like you who gang up to bully others? Pay me money, you must pay me money?"
Lang Heping was very angry, but she still didn't give up. She walked forward, squatted down, picked up a needle, and saw the small hole in the middle. Only then did she conclude that it was really broken.
He looked at the broken needle with blood dripping from its center, and regretted listening to the instigation of his son and son-in-law.
It’s all over now, his dream of becoming a miracle doctor is shattered.
The whispers around him grew louder and louder, making him feel upset.
The look in his eyes when he looked at Murong Xue was as if poisoned, as if the needle had originally belonged to him.
Murong Xue gave Dean Lang a sarcastic look where no one else could see.
Then it transformed into a harmless, pitiful figure with tearful eyes.
Then he squatted down, picked up the broken needle pieces on the ground with trembling hands, and kept muttering: "I will glue it back together, I will definitely glue it back together.
This is what Master left me before he passed away. I kindly gave this life-saving thing to your hospital to save people, but you snooped at my things..."
She cried so heartbrokenly that everyone present felt sympathy for her.
Murong Xue listened to people around her blaming Lang Heping and the others. Who in her heart wanted to fight with me? Humph.
"What's going on?" Ke Dong and Long Yu came over.
When Murong Xue saw that it was them, she didn't say anything. She lowered her head and held the box and the broken needles.
With just that one glance, Ke Dong and Long Yu almost couldn't hold back the serious expressions on their faces.
Girl, you’re pretending so well. Are you putting too much effort into your performance?
When Dean Lang saw that it was Secretary Ke, he immediately put on a kind smile with wrinkles on his face: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, I heard that this little girl has a needle that can cure diseases, so I came to borrow it, but I didn't know..."
Long Yu asked in a scoundrelly tone, "Oh, let me see what kind of needle would trouble you, the head of this hospital, to personally make."
As he spoke, he took the needle box from Murong Xue's hand and saw the broken needle in the box: "It's dark green all over, and the quality is good. What a pity."
When Lin Zhihe saw the two of them coming over, he immediately shirked responsibility: "This is none of my business. She was not good enough. The needle fell to the ground from her hand."
Murong Xue still lowered her head, pretending to have suffered a great injustice, standing aside, showing the appearance of being bullied to the fullest.
Ke Dong found Murong Xue's little appearance funny. If he didn't know this girl, he would really be fooled by her.