Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

The members of the Red League whispered again: "Sun, if they don't know that Raphael flew to America, they will not be able to return to the illegal zone for a while. Judging from their threats by Raphael, it is normal for them to dare not go out. After all, Raphael said that once they leave the hotel, they will retaliate against them."

"Yeah." Qiao Nian did not refute, but the strong sixth feeling in her heart did not disappear because of this, and it still lingers in her heart like a thorn.

She still felt something was wrong with Lan Jin, his agent and Raphael.

As for what was wrong, Qiao Nian couldn't explain clearly, but she believed in her sixth sense. Her sixth sense has never been missed.

Qiao Nian leaned on the back of the chair, looking lazy, her index finger hit the armrest with her eyes blank, and her thoughts floated to where she thoughts were floating.

After a moment, she said, "Look at them. Report to me whenever they make any noise."

"Yes, sun." The members of the Red League paused for a moment and said, "We have been staring at them all the time."

Qiao Nian said steadily: "A few more people will be added and they will be kept in a close eye."

The Red League member on the other side of the earpiece immediately said, "Yes, don't worry."

"Yes." Qiao Nian hung up the phone, put the receiver back on its original position, looked at the reactor that was still in progress, and then looked at the ripple recorded on the computer.

She thought for a while, pressed the urge to take her cell phone and call Ye Wangchuan, calmed down again and focused on the experimental reaction in front of her.

  A small test should not be taken lightly in response to nuclear tests, because a small screw error can lead to the failure of the entire weapon.

Since she is determined to study the things corresponding to the fading ones, she cannot be slackened at all, and she will fail by chance!

Qiao Nian quickly adjusted her attention and stared at the reactor again, not letting go of any data fluctuations...

Mr. Huang can only leave it to Mr. Feiwei, and I hope Mr. Feiwei will settle Mr. Feiwei and others...

**

"Which group of traditional Chinese medicine does Hongmeng know?"

In the private conference room of the InterContinental Hotel, people who came to Mayo Clinic, Johns Hopkins Hospital, Toronto General Hospital, Pitiere Salpitriele Hospital, and Shiba Medical Center that participated in the medical exchange were all there.

Including Mark Wilson and others who came later.

Mark Wilson's studio is also a top clinic in his area, but compared to all the medical experts present.

His studio is not that large in scale and reputation.

Here, Mayo Clinic, Johns Hopkins Hospital, Toronto General Hospital, Pitiere Salpitriele Hospital, and Shiba Medical Center are all among the top ten in the world.

Although he occasionally makes it on this list, it is not a ranking listed by authoritative magazines, and more on the pheasant list.

So, since he was called over, Mark Wilson consciously found an inconspicuous position in the corner to sit down, reducing his presence and mainly listening to other people's words.

Until someone mentioned the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Qing University, he heard the names of Huang Lao and others.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the people sitting in the central area and talking.

The person who spoke was the attending doctor at Mayo Clinic. At this moment, the blonde and blue-eyed face was full of irritability and depression, and he was sitting on the circular conference table and roaring.

"How did they know people from the illegal district? Who knows how they met! Why didn't we receive relevant news before?" (End of this chapter)