Chapter 861: Capable people have many quirks!
Although Lian Zhen was surprised, he didn't believe Shang Lu's nonsense.
Although he was well versed in Chinese medicine at a young age, it was too mysterious to say that he was a descendant of Shennong.
Today's young people are too pompous!
Shang Lu raised his chin proudly, and as soon as he put the small cloth bag back into his coat, the man opened his mouth, "Before going to the sterile room, give her a pulse." β
He frowned, "No kidding?"
"Give her a pulse, or Silbe won't talk about it. The man's cold tone was threatening.
Shang Lu sneered, "You summoned me back to China, took my car again, and now you threaten me?"
"Last month, at the International Auto Show, a 500 km/h gold concept model was released!"
Shang Lu's heart was moved!
The car he drove was only 430 kilometers away!
So, Qin Shi has a new model in his hand?!
Shang Lu gritted his teeth, stretched out his index finger and nodded at Qin Baiyu, "You're awesome!
In addition to medical skills, he loved Sylbe alone in this life.
Lian Zhen stood quietly on the side, listening to the conversation between the two of them, but his heart was not calm at all.
He didn't know anything about Shang Lu, and even in the domestic medical circles, he hadn't heard of this person.
But he went into the laboratory alone and stayed all day, and the smell of Chinese medicinal materials spread almost all around the laboratory.
He thought, the fourth young man of the Qin family was not an impulsive man.
Since he can pull the other party back to see Xiao Qi, Shang Lu must have his advantages.
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Ten minutes later, the group of three went to the rest room on the top floor.
Before Shang Lu entered the door, he strangely picked up a trash can from the corridor.
Even Zhenhu was suspicious, but he didn't stop it.
There are many quirks in capable people, and he just wants to see how capable Shang Lu is in traditional Chinese medicine.
In the lounge, Yan Shiqi still maintained the sitting posture before the man left.
Suddenly, she heard the door moving, and she turned her head to look, and saw three figures walking slowly.
I couldn't see clearly, but she could see the man's silhouette at a glance.
"Stretch out your hand!" Shang Lu suddenly opened his mouth, his voice slightly tense.
Yan Shiqi was puzzled, but he still did it.
She rolled the cuffs of her sweater to her upper arms, and when she spread her hands on the table, Shang Lu was already seated opposite her.
Seeing it like this, she was a little clear, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but raise an arc.
Isn't it...... Are you going to give her a pulse?!
Sure enough, when Shang Lu sat across from her, he put the trash can next to the table.
He took a deep breath, looked into Yan Shiqi's eyes, twisted his eyebrows, and stretched out his fingertips without saying a word.
Shang Lu's hand is very beautiful.
It is slender and well-proportioned, with distinct joints, and even the color of the nails is pale pink.
Lian Zhen stood beside Qin Baiyu, and he watched Shang Lu's movements preparing for the pulse for a moment, only to feel weird.
It's just a pulse, as for doing such a big psychological construction?
Three minutes laterβ
"Vomit ......"
Lian Zhen watched Shang Lu purse the corners of his lips tightly and after checking the pulse, he was holding a trash can and vomiting, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
Yan Shiqi's face was even pale, frightened by Shang Lu's vomiting.
She couldn't help but sniff vaguely on herself, there was no smell, the bath she took last night was still fragrant.
How could Shang Lu spit out like this?!
Qin Baiyu looked at Shang Lu indescribably, a touch of disgust crossed his eyes, and then walked to Yan Shiqi's bedside, put his arm around her shoulders, and whispered in her ear, "It has nothing to do with you." He was sick and couldn't touch women. β
Lian Zhen also heard it and suddenly realized.
Shang Lu vomited very badly, his forehead was covered with sweat, he pointed at Qin Baiyu with a trembling finger, and vomited again with a wow.