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Chapter 142 The customer is very old

"Uh..." Mo Sangsang held the phone tightly, and said helplessly, "Mengmeng, it's really my client."

Facing Yan Xiaomo, her tone became much more aggressive, "It's fine with Mengmeng, why are you making fun of me?"

"Then why did you hide in your room to answer the phone?" Yan Xiaomo looked like a detective.

Her best friend is always confused, when did she react so quickly?

If there were no problems in it, she would never believe it!
Thinking of this, Yan Xiaomo moved closer to Mo Sangsang, "Er Sang, do you have something to hide from me?"

Mo Sangsang choked, and she said confidently, "Because this is a very important client, if you say something weird, do I still have credibility with the client?"

"Mummy Sangsang, the phone was always on when you were talking just now." Mengmeng reminded kindly.

Well, she already knew that.

She opened her eyes and said nonsense, "It's okay, he is old and his ears are not very good. I asked just now, but he didn't hear those words."

Yan Xiaomo's eyes were still full of doubts, Mo Sangsang quickly changed the subject, "By the way, I got a new mobile phone and I'll give you the number. I've been calling this number recently."

As she said that, she reported her phone number again. Seeing that the two were still staring at her curiously, she waved her hand, "Don't talk about that, but there is one thing I want to ask you."

"What is it?"

"It's about this client." Mosangsang crossed his legs and sat on the plush carpet, thinking about the weaving language. "He fell down because of me yesterday and hit his head, but he Well... I am very stubborn when I am old, insisting on saying that I have no problem, and I am unwilling to go to the hospital for examination, what should I do to take him to the hospital?"

After finishing speaking, Mo Sangsang sighed with a sad face.

"Isn't that simple?" After speaking, Yan Xiaomo clung to Mosangsang's ear and said in a low voice.

Mo Sangsang's eyes lit up, he clapped hands with Yan Xiaomo, and exclaimed, "Momo, you still have a way."

Yan Xiaomo raised her chin, and the corners of her eyes were raised slightly with obvious embarrassment, "Of course, I don't even look at who I am."

The baby leaned against the door, and when he heard the two people's so-called plan, three black lines slid down his forehead. He pulled Mengmeng and walked out of the room, "Mommy, let's cook."

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At the same time, an operating table was placed in the center of the pure white and dust-free sterile room.

Beside the operating table stood a tall man.

He was wearing a white sterile suit, and most of his face was covered by a mask.

The only pair of eyes revealed was indifferent and focused.

He holds a scalpel in his jade-like hand, and his every move is graceful and smooth.

If the large expanse of blood on the operating table and the "corpse" that gradually stopped struggling were ignored, this would definitely be a pleasing picture.

Beside him, stood two assistants, silently handing different equipment to the man.

In the huge room, there was only the faint sound of metal clashing.

At this moment, a mobile phone rang suddenly.

In this quiet space, it was particularly harsh.

The two assistants trembled unconsciously as if someone had held a knife to their throats.

But the man stopped his movements, slowly took off the glove on his right hand, and took out the mobile phone from his pocket.

I don't know what was said in the microphone, but the man's aura gradually became strange, "Find him something to do."

After all, hang up the phone.

The scalpel in his hand was pressed down hard, silently sinking into the heart of the "corpse"...

　#求票票QVQ#

　　
　
(End of this chapter)