Chapter 629 How about you teach me (1)

In the afternoon, the medical school was silent.

As soon as Gu Qingning arrived at the laboratory, Mr. Yin came over.

Unexpectedly, I didn't see anyone else.

Old Man Ban turned his gaze to the man sitting on the sofa and walked slowly over, "Why are you the only one, Xiao Ning?"

Fu Juncheng said, "Go to the medicinal field to get a few medicinal herbs."

Mr. Yin sat down opposite him, glanced at the computer he placed on his lap, and smiled, "When did this place become your office?"

Since Xiao Ning often came to medical school, he has come here diligently.

Hearing the teasing in his words, Fu Juncheng looked faint and raised his eyes to look at him, "Are you very idle lately?"

Mr. Yin narrowed his sharp eyes, and a gleam slipped through his eyes, "I want to be more idle. Otherwise, let Xiaoning inherit the medical school and I can retire early. If you have children in the future, I will take you with you."

Look at this abacus.

It's like killing two birds with one stone.

Fortunately, Mr. Fu is not here. If he hears someone wants to compete with him for his great-grandson, he will jump up and fight him.

Fu Juncheng paused his fingers as he tapped on the keyboard, but his head did not raise, his black eyes slightly turned, and a slight light appeared.

After pondering for a moment, he cherished his words like a golden land and spit out three words, "It's not suitable."

Mr. Yin frowned, "Why isn't it suitable?"

Although he was just exploring his words, he didn't expect that he would just say it was inappropriate.

Fu Juncheng's low voice was slow, "Ning Ningning has not graduated yet, and she likes freedom and does not like to be bound."

The folds on Mr. Yin's forehead were almost twisted into a ball, and the look of Fu Juncheng's eyes became more exploratory.

"That's the reason?"

Fu Juncheng raised his eyes lightly, and faced the suspicion in Mr. Yin's eyes. He pulled the corners of his lips, "If you don't believe it, you can ask Ning Ning if you would like to take over the dean's position."

Seeing him looking confident, Old Master Yin looked embarrassed, "I didn't let her take this position now."

Qingning is his only apprentice. He is very talented in medicine and has no choice but to say about his style of conduct. He can be said to be the best candidate for the heir to the medical school.

He also guessed that she would definitely refuse to let Qingning take over the position of dean, so he came to ask for his opinion.

Fu Juncheng laughed casually, "I guess there is no hope in the future."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Yin stared at him with wide eyes, "What do you mean?"

He finally waited for the stars and the moon to receive a perfect disciple, but he recognized her as his heir.

Fu Juncheng's gaze turned back to the computer, and his slender fingers lazily typing on the keyboard, "You can be an apprentice, but you'll forget it if you are an heir."

He knew very well how lazy his little lion was. Even the company he founded was thrown to Yao Cheng and others to manage. She hid behind the scenes and became a hand-off manager, not to mention the hot potato of medical school.

Mr. Yin suddenly felt unsure and leaned forward, "Did Xiao Ning say something to you?"

What does it mean to be an heir? Is this what Xiaoning doesn’t plan to inherit his position?

Fu Juncheng said, "No."

"Then what you said just now..."

"I know her."

Just four words left Mr. Yin speechless for a while.

His wise eyes looked at Fu Juncheng deeply, and he lowered his head and fell into deep thought.

The silence spread in the laboratory. Fu Juncheng looked up at the person opposite and calmed down his voice, "You can consider other candidates, and there are many good seedlings in the medical school."

Old Master Yin looked at him and snorted, "How good is he to compare with Xiao Ning?"

He stood up, his face full of depression, and turned around and was about to leave.

"etc."

Mr. Yin turned his head and looked at Fu Juncheng, "What else do you have?"

Fu Juncheng picked up the gift box that he placed aside and put it on the table, "I brought you two bottles of wine."

Hearing the wine, Old Master Yin's eyes lit up instantly, and the depression on his face instantly dissipated a lot.

"You guy is intent, remember to bring a few more bottles." Mr. Fu picked up the gift box and left humming a small song.

He really gets younger and younger.

Fu Juncheng smiled helplessly and continued to correct the documents.

After a long time, Gu Qingning came back with a basket.

She put the basket containing herbs on the table and noticed that the gift box she brought was gone. She asked casually, "Have you been here?"

"Well, I just left for a while." Fu Juncheng put the computer on the desk and "Come here."

Gu Qingning was about to wear a white coat when he heard him calling her, he hung the white coat back on the coat rack and walked towards him.

As soon as he approached, he pulled him to sit next to him.

Fu Juncheng picked up the cup and handed it to her, "Drink a little tea."

Gu Qingning reached out to take it, the tea was a little hot, she sipped it in small mouthfuls, "Why did Master leave so quickly?"

Fu Juncheng reached out to put his arm around her waist, his tone was lazy, "He mentioned to me that you would be the heir to the medical school."

Gu Qingning was stunned.

She put the teacup back on the table, turned her face to look at him, her eyes full of confusion, "Heir?"

How come this matter is mentioned very well?

Fu Juncheng nodded and told her what he had just talked to Mr. Yin.

After hearing this, Gu Qingning couldn't help laughing.

Taking care of their children is a long way off.

However, she really has no interest in the heir.

Her clear eyes were soaked with a bright smile, and she joked, "I'm so lazy, aren't you afraid that I'll give you poverty?"

Fu Juncheng smiled and kissed him in search of the rosy lips.

Kiss, brief and gentle.

"Don't worry, my wife will save it for you, you can eat whatever you want."

Gu Qingning looked at his deep black eyes, and the depths were filled with a lingering smile...

She seemed to be lazy the more he was used to.

Gu Qingning raised his hand to cover his eyes, pretending to be fierce, "No laughing is awesome."

Fu Juncheng laughed silently and let her cover her eyes, "Did you get the trick?"

Gu Qingning said, "That's not."

"It seems that my cultivation is not enough, so I will practice it."

The man's voice is low and magnetic, and when he smiles, he has a bit more deceptive meaning.

Fu Juncheng raised his hand and held her wrist, pressed her on the sofa, and pressed her against her forehead, "Why don't you teach me, huh?"

The thin lips opened and closed, and the warm breath was sprayed on her face, and Gu Qingning's curled eyelashes trembled slightly.

"What are you teaching? How can I do this?"

Fu Juncheng said in a low voice, "Yes, you can easily attract me if you just stand in front of me."

Gu Qingning was amused and cried, and complained bluntly, "That's because your self-control is too poor."

"Then help me improve my self-control." As he said that, the man's thin lips moved to her shiny earlobe and bit her gently.
Chapter completed!