Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

I couldn't help but cough lightly: "Headmaster, Doctor Lu, I'm fine now. Please cancel the surgery this afternoon."

Huo Buqing nodded repeatedly. Since the patient's leg was healed, he naturally would not arrange another operation, but he was very curious about the reason behind it.

"Miss Leng, could you please tell me how your leg suddenly healed? Did you take any medicine, or did someone help you heal it?"

Leng Yanran's eyes were wandering, and she didn't know whether she should say it or not. If she said it, would it cause trouble for Su Chen? She said perfunctorily: "Well, um."

"I don't want to say anything, so please don't ask me. Do you understand my privacy? Please go out. I need to rest."

Everyone: “……!!”

Huo Buqing sat directly on the chair and said stubbornly, "Miss Leng, please tell me, if there really is such a capable person or medicine, then the contribution to medicine will be immeasurable."

The two sides were deadlocked and neither was willing to give in.

Su Chen looked at the crowd of people and said helplessly, "That Dean, I was the one who cured his leg, but this doesn't need to be a medical miracle, it must be metaphysics."

"Why don't we talk somewhere else? It's so crowded in the ward. I can explain the principle to you."

Several eyes turned to look at him at the same time, as if they wanted to scan him from inside to outside.

Huo Buqing stood up, walked over and grabbed Su Chen's hand, and said lovingly, "Young man, which medical school did you graduate from? Do you want to come to our hospital for an internship?"

"I can tell you're a talented person. Let's go have a good chat. The conference room is big, so it's perfect for us."

People come and go in a huff.

Leng Yanran stared blankly at the empty doorway, a little bewildered: "Wushuang, weren't there a lot of people coming and going just now? I'm not dreaming, am I?"

Qin Wushuang leaned against the wall and said indifferently, "I'm not dreaming. Just now, you were treated as a medical miracle. People looked at you left and right, and they wanted to saw you off and take you away for a look."

“…Uh, there’s no need to put it so vividly.”

"Your husband has been taken away. Aren't you worried? The old dean is very stubborn. He won't let him go until he gets to the bottom of the matter."

Leng Yanran looked at her jokingly. This cold-hearted sister would actually get married. She couldn't hide the look in her eyes. It was clearly the look of someone who liked someone.

Qin Wushuang glanced at her and said coldly: "Instead of being curious about my affairs, you should think more about yourself. The fact that someone has cursed you means that someone is deliberately trying to harm you."

"If I can hurt you once, why can't I hurt you a second time? Be more careful. Do you want to buy my talisman paper?"

"You won't suffer any loss or be deceived by buying a peace amulet, but it can give people peace of mind. No evil spells or ghosts can get close to you."

Leng Yanran's mouth twitched when she saw her selling seriously.

"Sister, do you know how you looked just now, selling to the supermarket and fooling people with MLM? It was so lifelike."

Qin Wushuang snorted, "Whatever you want. My husband's talisman paper is always in short supply, and it's absolutely authentic and won't fool people. Don't bother."

"And don't forget to give him the money you used to break the curse. It's not easy for him to make money, and even sisters have to settle accounts."

Leng Yanran: “……!!”

After sending the card number quickly, Qin Wushuang turned away and looked out the window.

More than an hour later, Su Chen returned to the ward and said with a smile, "Honey, I'm back. The dean and his colleagues have figured out the principle and are no longer pestering me."

"Well, let's collect the money and go home."

"Collect money? Whose money?"

Qin Wushuang pointed at the person on the bed and said seriously, "Sisters should settle accounts clearly. You saved her leg and you can't work for nothing. You should be paid."

Su Chen felt a little embarrassed after hearing this, and whispered: "Wife, Miss Leng is your friend, the fee is still too little..."

Before he could finish his words, his cell phone rang.

He picked it up and glanced at it, unable to take his eyes off the string of zeros. He swallowed hard, "One, ten million! That's a bit too much! Just give me one million."