Movie King Dad, your daughter came to you from the countryside.

Chapter 3 Lang Yan is the only doctor Feng

Investigation data shows that this child has been naughty since he was a child.

She bullied her classmates in school and liked to compare. After entering junior high school, she fell in love prematurely. She also learned to smoke and drink, and often skipped classes to surf the Internet. The school gave her several major demerits, but she never realized her mistake.

If she were not still in the nine-year compulsory education, she would have been expelled long ago.

Even so, this child dropped out of school after finishing the second grade of junior high school and has now been wandering around in society for three or four years.

He is a top student who graduated from one of the top two art schools in China, and Fang Yunwu is a genius from one of the world's top schools, but why does this girl get tired of studying?

Is it really "a negative makes a positive"?
Ning Sang looked at Nie Lingchuan calmly. The two had been working together for more than ten years. Ning Sang had been by his side since his debut. At this time, he could more or less understand his thoughts.

"Look carefully, I don't know if it's your child yet." The little girl said that she would do a paternity test first.

He also read the survey data.

To be honest, Ning Sang had a big head when he first saw it.

If it is true as the information says, this is a bomb that can be detonated at any time, enough to turn Nie Lingchuan into a bloody mess.

It seems like anyone can ignite the key bomb.

Now he has slightly changed his mind. Maybe that little girl is not Nie Lingchuan's daughter?

When the time comes, just give her some money and send her away.

I hope the little girl won't hang around.

Otherwise it would be difficult.

Nie Lingchuan touched his face and said, "I am certain that she is my daughter."

"..." Ning Sang was at a loss for words. After a while, she smiled and said, "If it's true, it would be really exciting."

The excitement is not from my side, but from the insiders and fans.

There is no airtight wall in the world. Once his identity is determined, Nie Lingchuan will definitely make it public. He can't hide this matter even if he wants to.

But that little girl couldn't be handled properly no matter how she dealt with it.

At the moment when she was pulling her hair out in worry, Ning Sang suddenly said: "Didn't our company plan a variety show? When the identity is confirmed, you can take her to the variety show."

"Me?" Nie Lingchuan raised his eyebrows, Qingjun's brows filled with thoughtfulness, "Do you think it's possible?"

"You have to give it a try. We can't hide this matter. Even if you want to keep her at home, will the media be willing? If it gets too big, it will affect the development of the company." Ning Sang gave him a detailed analysis. "Even if you don't care about the company, you have to think about the two or three thousand people in your hands. They have to support their families."

Nie Lingchuan chuckled, "What I'm asking is, is it feasible to take her to a live variety show?"

"Which aspect?" Ning Sang blinked, "Are you talking about the little girl's wishes?"

"Otherwise?" His beautiful peach blossom eyes were slightly curved, and his already handsome face was even more tempting.

Even after working with him for more than ten years, Ning Sang would still be attracted by his good looks occasionally. Of course, he was not crooked.

"You can ask her tomorrow." Seeing that it was getting late, Ning Sang pulled two strands of his hair and put them into a closed bag, "I will send the sample tonight. No surprise, the results will be available tomorrow night. First, gone."

**
In the bedroom on the second floor, Nie Fuyao looked around and opened the closet.

There are various kinds of clothes inside, including trousers and skirts, all of which are summer clothes.

Underneath the wardrobe are two separate drawers containing personal clothing.

The spirited guy said before leaving that the female assistant had helped prepare these clothes so that she could wear them with confidence.

She took a two-piece silk pajamas and went to the bathroom. After taking a shower, she got directly into bed.After working hard all day, she was already exhausted.

Nie Fuyao came from a well-known family, the third generation of the rich and the second generation of the rich. He had been the child of someone else's family since he was a child.

At the age of 15, he skipped a grade to finish college. At the age of 17, he obtained double doctorate degrees abroad. After returning to China, he joined the physics department of his alma mater to teach. He became a professor at the age of 22. He was elected as the youngest academician in the country at the age of 25. At the age of 27, he passed through time unconsciously in his sleep.

She didn't know what the reason for this was. Girl Nie was already dead. According to her idea, this little girl had not made any contribution to society. On the contrary, everyone hated her. Even her death would only make people applaud her.

But she was at the peak of her life, and it was outrageous to say that she would be gone.

Sleepiness came over him, he gathered the thin blanket around him and soon fell into a dream.

In the early morning, Nie Fuyao packed up and went downstairs wearing a simple sports suit.

Nie Lingchuan was already sitting downstairs. When he heard the movement, he looked up at the stairs, "Are you awake?"

"Yeah!" She nodded slightly, and couldn't help feeling a little emotional when she saw that the other party's bright and joyful smile didn't seem to be fake.

If that girl had held on for even half an hour, her life might have changed, what a pity.

He looked at his daughter's thin body. Because she was not short, she was like a bamboo pole.

Thinking that she could grow even taller this year, he and Fang Yunwu were both considered tall, so their daughter would definitely be good too.

"I'll take you to the hospital after breakfast. You're too thin."

Nie Fuyao opened his mouth but had no objection.

Hospitals are probably the busiest places in the world, and there is no quiet time all year round.

The door to the operating room on the seventh floor opened, and family members waiting outside rushed forward.

A man with a tall and tall figure walked out. Even if he was wearing a white coat, he could not hide his long legs.

After taking off the doctor's hat and mask, the patient's family members saw a unique face. It was a face that seemed to have been painted by an immortal. The eyebrows were like slanting swords, the eyes were like cold stars, and the bridge of the nose was high. Thin lips are like peach blossoms in March, extremely attractive.

Against the monotonous background of the hospital, the young man in a white coat looked at the family members of the patients crowded in front of him with a cold and distant look. He did not look like a doctor who saved lives and injured, but rather gave people the impression of a king of hell who could easily control life and death.

"Doctor, how is my sister-in-law?" a 23-year-old young woman asked urgently.

"Very successful." Feng Zhan held his pocket and scanned the crowd with his slightly slender auspicious eyes. When he spoke, his voice seemed to be soaked in poppies, making people's ears numb.

As his words fell, two of the women collapsed, and then were helped by their family members to stand aside.

The patient here was pushed to the intensive care unit, and at the end of the corridor, a little nurse came quickly.

"Doctor Feng, the patient who made an appointment with you is here and is in your office."

Feng Zhan nodded and thanked him, and walked away with straight legs.

The little nurse couldn't help but blush with embarrassment and murmured: "Doctor Feng is really handsome."

"What, are you tempted?" A middle-aged nurse came out of the operating room and teased.

The little nurse came back to her senses and when she saw the other party, she couldn't help but hold her face in her hands, "Head nurse, there are a few little nurses in our hospital who are impatient. In the past, it was inevitable to feel pain when working overtime. Since Dr. Feng came to our hospital, Here, as long as he doesn't get off work, even if we can't see him, our hearts will be sweet."

"As sweet as you like, Dr. Feng is just 20 years old this year, and his family's background is something that ordinary people can't get into."

The head nurse patted her shoulder comfortingly and left quickly.

(End of this chapter)