Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 1130: The Story of Ling and Heng (393)

She didn't even need to look at the other party's face carefully and a profile alone was enough for her to recognize that it was Wen Linhan.

He hadn't returned to America yet?

Why did he show up in the provincial hospital? Did the well-known medical professionals from all over the world who were invited by the provincial hospital today included him?

Normally, her brother would never participate in these activities. Even though he was often invited, he seldom participated. She was just as low-key as him, but she would still participate in this kind of activity from time to time, but he never changed his principle.

But now he actually appeared here.

The moment their eyes met, Wen Leqing turned cold.

She looked away from the man's face, walked to her senior brother and senior sister not far away who were talking to others, took the clinical files she was going to use from their hands, and walked away, not looking at him at all.

However, after arriving inside, she was surprised to find that Wen Linhan was also a member of today's clinical experiments and teaching, and many medical professionals were here today and the scene was very formal.

So although Wen Leqing didn't want to stay in the same room with him, she could only endure it.

The senior brother and senior sister also noticed Wen Linhan. They immediately glanced at Wen Leqing, only to see that she was wearing a mask all the time and reading the files in her hands without any expression.

Halfway through the clinical trial, the leaders of the provincial hospital asked her to pass the materials in her hands to Wen Linhan.

Wen Leqing handed the files in her hand to the senior sister and signaled her to help with her eyes.

But the other people all looked at her at this moment. Wen Leqing acted well and responsively and showed enriched professional knowledge in the clinical experiment just now, but why did she act so strangely when she was asked to pass the files to Wen Linhan?

Because of the more than ten seconds she delayed, everyone couldn't help but look at her.

The TV station was broadcasting live for the medical school students and there were at least thousands of pairs of eyes watching them.

"Senior Sister, do me a favor." Wen Leqing whispered.

The senior sister looked at her and then at Wen Linhan who was looking at this side indifferently, feeling as if there was a thorn in her back, so she whispered, "I have some device in my hand, so I can't pass it to him."

Wen Leqing looked at the device in her hand and then turned to the senior brother. However, although there was nothing in the senior brother's hands, it would be too strange… if she asked the senior brother to help her.

Glancing at the camera over there, Wen Leqing had no choice but to take the files and walked to Wen Linhan. She kept a straight face and wore a protective mask, so no one found anything unusual from her face.

There was a large screen in the clinical consultation room. On the screen, her figure and Wen Linhan's figure were magnified. There were also some professional texts and drawings displayed on the screen. She did not look at anyone, nor did she look at the big screen, and just said flatly, "Doctor Wen, the files you want."

With that, before Wen Linhan took the files, she put them on the table in front of him, then walked aside, and nodded politely to the leaders of the provincial hospital and other doctors before retreating to the side of her senior sister and senior brother.

During the whole process, she didn't seem to see the man surrounded by several medical school leaders or feel his gaze. She treated him as if he was just a well-known doctor admired by many people but strange to her.

This little episode stopped the ongoing clinical trial for more than ten seconds. The leaders of medical school only knew that she was also surnamed Wen, but this surname wasn't very rare, so they didn't think much.

But someone still called her, "Wait a minute."

Wen Leqing paused and raised her eyes to look at the person.

"The two Dr. Wens seem to be very famous in the medical circle in Los Angeles. Have you ever communicated when you were in the United States? Today's clinical experiment requires a very accurate suture manual technique. Can you two display the precise technique of clinical suture in front of the camera and enlighten all of us and thousands of students in T City Medical College?"

Everyone in this clinical trial, including that person, turned their eyes to Wen Leqing at the same time.

Wen Leqing didn't look at Wen Linhan or that person. She just nodded politely to others. "With Doctor Wen here, I think I'd better not come out. Doctor Wen's suture technique is worthy of everyone's learning. I'd like to have that chance too…"

"Dr. Wen, you have been studying abroad for many years and have also been recruited by Los Angeles Municipal Hospital. You don't have to be so modest."

"I'm not being modest. What I said is true." Wen Leqing said, raising her hand to introduce the senior sister and senior brother next to her: "My senior sister and senior brother are more excellent than me. They and Doctor Wen will demonstrate for the students and the effect will be better."

Seeing her being so modest, the leaders didn't force her. In the end, they invited her senior brother and senior sister to demonstrate suturing together with Wen Linhan.

When Wen Linhan bypassed the table in front of him and went to the clinical test bench, he slightly glanced at Wen Leqing.

Although he didn't speak, his eyes were clear and calm. He didn't pretend to be a stranger to her, nor did he say anything to her. He just looked at her as if he was curious how thick her protective suit was. Wen Leqing who was wearing a green mask was cold-faced, looking familiar yet strange to him.

As if not noticing his gaze, Wen Leqing lowered her eyes and took a step back, giving him the position beside the clinical test bench, and turned away.