Zhu Mingming, a well-known first-class veterinarian in China, is good at various internal and surgical operations. After graduation, he refused to be recruited by the state and opened a pet hospital by himself. Since then, he has become rich and well-off.

She is the attending doctor of many wealthy people in China, but everyone follows her rules and comes to seek medical treatment.

But Mingming who just got off work today, Mingming who was still eating juicy melons, and Mingming who hadn't taken off her white coat suddenly received a call from a senior.

"Hello Senior Brother Zhao, long time no see, what brought you here?"

"Is Mingming free tomorrow?"

"What's wrong?"

"I have a very important operation here, and I would like to trouble you to perform the operation."

"What operation?" Zhu Mingming's laziness dissipated when it came to the operation: "I always only see patients in the hospital."

"I know your rules, but this time the situation is special. A retired military dog ​​from the old chief's family had a worsening heart disease and needed open chest surgery. He attaches great importance to this dog and hopes to find the most authoritative doctor to perform the surgery."

"How old is the heart disease?"

"Phase B2."

After hearing what the other party said, Zhu Mingming couldn't help frowning. The retired dog must be quite old, and the heart disease is already at stage B2. To put it bluntly, the chance of being cured is a bit low: "Is the other party ready for everything?"

"They want the dog to be safe, so I'm here to ask you to do it."

"You first tell the family members that the chance of success in the operation is half and half, and I can't guarantee it 100%. If they are willing to do it, you can send me the information."

"Okay. I'll send you the information later."

So Zhu Mingming embarked on a journey to the imperial capital.

On the plane, Zhu Mingming carefully read the information sent by Senior Brother Zhao, and gained a basic understanding of this retired military dog.

Zhu Mingming drew and wrote on the materials and made annotations. The more than three hours from Huaixiang to Imperial Capital were basically spent studying the operation plan.

Get out of the car and come to the parking lot that Feng Lanchu pointed out. Seeing the low-key black private car, Zhu Mingming whistled arrogantly.

"Thanks to this friend for coming to pick me up."

"Small idea." After Zhu Mingming sat down, Feng Lanchu started the car happily. The moment she stepped on the accelerator, Zhu Mingming felt the extraordinaryness of this car. It turned out that it was just an ordinary shell with everything inside. It is a top match.

Zhu Mingming, who knows cars well, blew a whistle: "Our film star is really low-key and luxurious."

Feng Lan, who didn't know much about cars, looked puzzled.

Zhu Mingming didn't care about her, and directly opened the next topic, holding her hands together and looking forward to it: "Ah, I'm so excited to meet the actor. Not only will I meet him, but I will also live in the actor's house! It's all thanks to my Xiaochu."

"It's not like you haven't seen him before." Feng Lanchu laughed.

"It's not the same as living together." Zhu Mingming shook his head and sighed, "You don't understand the humbleness of us mortals."

"By the way, after the operation tomorrow, Senior Brother Zhao said he invited us to get together, do you want to go?"

Feng Lanchu and Zhu Mingming University are classmates, so naturally they also know the same seniors, but because Feng Lanchu later changed schools and changed majors, they lost contact.

"Let's go together? Brother Zhao said he hasn't seen you for a long time, and he really wants to see Internet celebrities."

Isn't Feng Lan a veritable Internet celebrity who has become popular recently?

Feng Lanchu smiled speechlessly: "It's okay to see beautiful women, but I won't go to see Internet celebrities."

The two happily finalized the party matters, and Zhu Mingming began to gossip about Fu Qi again, lamenting that the entertainment industry is so big and invincible.

"Speaking of which, how does the movie king express his opinion?"

"How do you express your opinion?" Feng Lanchu was speechless and silently lit the wax for Anzhi. Poor Anzhi, will she never be able to get rid of the label of Fuqi's ex-boyfriend in this life?

"We, Anzhi and Fuqi have nothing to do with each other. The past was not good, and the future will not be good."

"Yo yo, it's all in our house. It seems that this relationship is not getting hotter at all. When will we have a second child?"

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