Reborn 1980, the pretty military wife, the rough military man’s doting on her day and night

Li Qingran didn't stop him from making phone calls. The dean would definitely not agree to it anyway.

Sure enough, Li Qingran smiled when he looked at Zhuo Lianghan, who looked as if he had eaten bitter melon after making the call.

"Xiao Li, you will stay with me for the next two days. We are waiting for a neurosurgery, so you can follow me."

Neurosurgery?

Li Qingran's eyes lit up, it was the most challenging surgical operation.

"Okay! Then I'll get ready."

Zhuo Lianghan ordered another young doctor to take Li Qingran to prepare, and looked at her back with regret.

Thinking of Li Qiang's tone, "If you want Dr. Li, you have to beat our Dean Feng first. He might have killed you Jicheng because of Dr. Li. When the time comes, ask the military leaders to seek justice. Don't cry."

Zhuo Lianghan's scalp went numb when he thought about Feng Jianjun's appearance. He was really the dean of the underworld!

But what if Xiao Li changes his mind?

Then you can't blame him!

hey-hey!The person on the other end of the phone seemed to know his thoughts and cruelly interrupted his sweet dream.

"Don't think about it. My lover is in the Beiying Military Region. Stop dreaming!"

Zhuo Lianghan was heartbroken. He finally met a good young man. He looked at Qiu Leyao's medical records and burst into tears.

Li Qingran followed Zhuo Lianghan around for two days. Without the spiritual spring water, he would have almost died of exhaustion.

woohoo.

However, she did learn a lot. You must know that there are specialties in surgery. Although she is good at many surgeries, the experience and techniques of these seniors also taught her a lot of techniques.

At the end of the two days, Li Qingran said goodbye to Zhuo Lianghan, "Dean Zhuo, thank you for your care these two days."

Zhuo Lianghan looked regretful, "Xiao Li, you really don't think about it?"

"Dean, my wife is still in the Beiying Military Region. This may disappoint your high expectations!"

Zhuo Lianghan gritted his teeth and waved his hand, "Quickly leave, if you don't leave, I will tie you up."

Li Qingran bowed to him and ran outside.

When I got back to the hotel, I lay down exhausted.

Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, Rong San knocked on the room with "bang bang bang-".

Li Qingran opened the door and saw Rong San blushing. It seemed that he had been drinking.

"Li Qingran, this is for you. I'll go back and sleep for a while. You call me in the morning."

Li Qingran took the document bag, and before she could ask, Rong San had already closed the door unsteadily.

Close the door and open the document bag.

Sure enough, it's that woman's information.

Ling Yumeng, 40 years old, is an English teacher at Shanghai University. In addition to attending classes, he also does some translation work.

She appeared here this time because she took over the translation work from a foreign team at the trade fair.

It seems that there is nothing special about the previous information.

What is normal can no longer be normal.

Moreover, this woman has always been single, adopted many orphans, and supported many college students from poor families.

Looking at the long list below, Li Qingran had to say that such a person is a well-known good person who moved China even in modern times.

According to the information, Teacher Ling was born as an orphan. He was admitted to university through his own efforts and became a talented person, so he has always been willing to support these people.

Moreover, this teacher Ling has a special hobby, that is, he likes to hold various dance parties.

She invites student friends to have a party, so her connections are very good, so she has a lot of translation work on hand.

There are even a few students working with her to earn some pocket money.

On the surface, Ling Yumeng is a complete winner in life.

However, for some reason, Li Qingran just felt weird.

I looked through the information back and forth several times.

Suddenly, the information on the list stunned Li Qingran.

Why are all the adopted girls?

And all the sponsors are girls?

This seems a bit unreasonable.

If normal people support adoptions, even if there are more girls, there will not be no boys.

Is it?

Li Qingran broke into a cold sweat on his back.

It is not unprecedented in history. Since ancient times, there has been a type of people who raised a group of girls, some for glory and wealth, and some...

Thinking of this, Li Qingran already had a preliminary guess in his mind.

Since Rong San's friends were able to investigate Ling Yumeng in such detail, they must also be able to find out the information about the girls she adopted and sponsored.

However, this takes time, and the trade fair will start tomorrow.

If Rong San's friends were to investigate, there would be a lag in time. Only one person could find out the information as quickly as possible.

Thinking of this, Li Qingran no longer hesitated.

Look at the polished weather outside.

Find a place to call.

You can just find a canteen and call back.

Although the hotel also has a telephone, the risk factor is too high.

Li Qingran put on a thin coat and left the hotel.

It's still a little chilly this morning.

After searching for a long time, there was indeed a canteen next to the square not far away.

"Uncle, I need to make a call!"

Li Qingran took the phone and dialed the number Wen Biao left for her.

"Hello, I'm looking for Comrade Wen Biao."

Sure enough, a voice came from the other end of the phone, "Wen Biao is looking for you."

Wen Biao was still very depressed. Who was looking for him this early in the morning?

"Hello, Comrade Wen Biao, I am Li Qingran."

Wen Biao was stunned, not expecting that she would call him directly.

"Sister-in-law, what's the matter?"

The uncle didn't look at her and listened to the radio.

Li Qingran moved the phone to the side and lowered his voice.

"Comrade Wen Biao, there is something I need your help with..." Li Qingran explained the matter in a concise and concise manner.

There was no sound on the other end of the phone, "Hello? Hello?"

Wen Biao's deep voice came over, "Sister-in-law, I will investigate immediately. Are you staying at the Shanghai Hotel?"

"Correct!"

"Be sure to pay attention to safety!"

Li Qingran hung up the phone and breathed a sigh of relief.

I was walking towards the hotel with the information. When I reached the corner, a young woman suddenly hit me on a bicycle.

Li Qingran dodged and the information tape in his hand fell to the ground with a crash.

"Are you okay?" the young woman quickly asked with concern.

Li Qingran rubbed the rubbed arm.

Ignoring the pain, I thought of picking up something.

"Comrade, I'm sorry, let me help you!"

Li Qingran waved her hand, "It's okay. I'll do it myself."

Stuffing things into the bag, my arms got a little scratched, but it wasn't in the way.

When the woman saw Li Qingran standing up and about to leave, she quickly chased after him, "Comrade, are you really okay?"

Li Qingran shook his head, "It's okay, it's just a minor injury. Just go back and put some medicine on it and it'll be fine."

"That won't work, comrade. How about you tell me where you live? I'll send you medicine."

Seeing the woman's sincere apology, Li Qingran said directly: "It's okay, I'm leaving tomorrow."

Because she walked so fast, Li Qingran didn't notice that after she turned around, there was a hint of darkness in the young woman's eyes.

He followed her to the entrance of Shanghai Hotel, then got on the car and left.