Be spoiled by rough guys!The domineering wife just wants to lie down and win

Hearing Leng Chong's explanation, what did Si Tian suddenly understand?
"The background is really strong?"

"Well, especially the boy you rescued, his parents are both in the capital, and his grandma and grandpa live in Haishi.

Originally, I came here to spend the summer vacation, but I didn't expect that I didn't return to the capital. "

Hearing this, Jing Cheng couldn't help giving a thumbs up.

Jing Cheng has a lot of experience with the ability of cold punching.

There is no information that he can't find.

"I'll go, you mean I saved the right person."

In fact, the background of the capital is really useless to Si Tian.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have treated Old Man Man that way.

But not now, Qi Jinguang's influence in the capital is still very powerful.

If there are really contacts in this area, Si Tian is willing to get in touch more.

"Almost, you wait."

After finishing the sentence, Leng rushed back to his room and brought back a stack of thick white paper.

"The records here are the information of everyone in our community."

Thick and well documented.

"I'll go, where did you get such detailed information?"

Si Tian took the documents in shock, and suddenly felt that the cold shock was awesome.

No wonder he is qualified to be the captain of an excellent team of special forces.

As far as this ability is concerned, it is not something ordinary people can do.

"Flip back."

Following Leng Chong's instructions, Si Tian started to roll backwards, and then stopped suddenly when he rolled to the middle position.

Because she saw a few names, although she didn't recognize them, but the age behind them was very clear.

17 years old!
"Just these few?"

"Correct!"

Hearing Leng Chong's affirmative answer, Si Tian began to check carefully.

When I saw the end, I immediately opened my mouth wide.

There was even a hint of shock and uncertainty in his eyes.

"Husband, come and see!"

Seeing his daughter-in-law like this, Jing Cheng took the information and lowered his eyes.

All of a sudden see the column in the background.

Although there are not many words, the names of the boy's parents, grandparents, and grandparents are all in it.

"Leng Chong, is your information accurate?"

"What do you think? When I found out about this, I was also shocked. I even asked my friend to check it again in detail."

Some people's data is encrypted.

Therefore, if the status is high enough, it is difficult to see the real information.

The source channel of their information is the information provided by the army's information database.

The authenticity is quite high.

"Is he really that one?"

"Yes, the one who is as famous as Qi Jinguang."

At the beginning, Qi Jinguang was competing with him for the position.

Originally, Qi Jinguang had no chance of winning, after all, his base camp was in Haishi.

But it was because of Si Tian that Mr. Qi lived an extra month, and Qi Jin Guang won in the end.

The winner and the loser have been the truth since ancient times.

So that person has been keeping a low profile and no longer confronting Qi Jinguang.

"But, there is always hatred."

Now, Si Tian is their son's savior.

And according to the extent to which the boy's grandparents dote on the child, they will also visit him.

"When the time comes, you will accept it."

As Leng Chong expected, after the boy was sent to the central hospital, the doctor in charge told the old couple that.

"If someone hadn't helped to treat the wound in time and stop the bleeding, your grandson's life might not be saved."

Hearing this, the old couple was very grateful to the person who saved their grandson.

So when the grandson turned the corner, the old couple began to ask the grandson.

As a result, the grandson only remembered that the person who saved him was as good-looking as an angel, and he didn't remember anything else.

"Angel?"

The old couple were a little puzzled.

"It's just beautiful, very beautiful!"

The old couple didn't know why the grandson cared so much about each other's appearance.

But when looking for someone, it was based on this aspect.

Because I talked to my grandson's children on the phone and learned that the person who saved my grandson was from the University of Medical Sciences.

It's easier to find if you narrow down the range.

Go straight to the medical school and ask who is the best looking.

Although Si Tian is a freshman, there are a lot of people who pay attention to her.

They once thought that Si Tian was the school belle of the new medical school.

The old couple were quite related, and they directly inquired that Si Tian was going to attend a seminar at the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

So on this day, the two also came to the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, intending to get to know this benefactor and thank them face to face.

Although they don't know who the savior is yet, it's right to find the best-looking one.

Si Tian actually didn't want to come to the seminar, but he had to do what he promised the dean.

So, at one o'clock in the afternoon, I came to the lecture theater on the first floor of the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

The lecture theater is relatively large and suitable for seminars.

After all, there are more students from Chinese medicine hospitals that need to participate.

Especially the group who are about to graduate from their senior year and study for graduate students.

Of course, there are graduate students and doctoral students.

Wu Fang had arrived early, but he hadn't seen Master's figure, so he was a little anxious.

The people sitting next to him are basically the professors, deans, vice deans, etc. of the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

Seeing that Wu Fang seemed to be looking for someone, they asked more questions.

"Mr. Wu, who are you looking for?"

Wu Fang did not hide it, "Look for my master!"

Master?

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, they didn't seem to have invited Mr. Wu to come.

At this moment, the door of the lecture theater opened suddenly, and Si Tian in a light blue windbreaker stood at the door.

Paired with a pair of beige trousers and a beige light blue top hat, it is very fashionable and elegant.

Everyone looked at the door in unison.

Si Tian walked into the lecture theater expressionlessly, and was about to go to the back when Wu Fang suddenly appeared.

Then pull it to its right position.

"No, it's not good for me to sit here."

Si Tian looked at Wu Fang in embarrassment.

"You are my master, sitting here is just right, why not?"

Hearing this, Si Tian was taken aback for a moment, and when he looked at the other party again, there was a little scrutiny in his eyes.

But Wu Fang was quite calm and composed.

"I have been studying with you for so long, you are teaching me with your heart, not my master, what is it?"

Chinese medicine pays attention to inheritance.

The inheritance of 'walking the needle' is the world that Si Tian brought into the book from the world outside the book.

So for Wu Fang, Si Tian was willing to teach him because he wanted to pass it on.

Out of emotion and reason, it is appropriate to call out to Master.

Besides, his father never objected to it.

Respecting the teacher is very important in Chinese medicine.

"Okay, sit down, Master."

Seeing Wu Fang calling his master calmly, Si Tian felt a little uncomfortable.

But in the end, he sat on the right side of the opponent honestly.

As for the others, they were already shocked from ear to ear.

They never expected that a first-year freshman was actually the master of Wu Fang, a descendant of a family of traditional Chinese medicine.

what's the problem?

Lots of people want to ask, but the time for the workshop has come.

Seminars are nothing more than some experienced professors and teachers coming to the stage to share their experiences with all the students.

As the descendant of a family of Chinese medicine, Wu Fang's medical skills are well-known in the Chinese medicine circle.

So his appearance has already made all the students ready to move.

And prepared a lot of questions, ready to ask.