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Chapter 92

Death under the peony flowers, and being a ghost is romantic. Liu Haoran made up his mind to keep getting close to Gong Yingxue and then bring Gong Yingxue to the bed.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

At this moment, a knock on the door sounded.

Gong Lingshan heard the knock on the door and quickly went to open the door.

"Bai...Dean Bai!" Gong Lingshan said in shock when she saw the visitor clearly.

The visitor was Bai Quan, the director of the Third People's Hospital. Hearing that Tang Shijie's operation was very successful, Bai Quan came to visit him specially.

To put it bluntly, Bai Quan came to get close to Liu Haoran in disguise. Tang Shijie was strange in nature and few people could invite him to do so.

Liu Haoran was able to invite Tang Shijie to prove that the relationship between the two is good. Although Bai Quan is the dean, he also has hidden diseases and wants to find Tang Shijie for treatment.

It’s a pity that Tang Shijie basically doesn’t meet him on weekdays, which makes Bai Quan very helpless.

Bai Quan smiled with the gift, "I'll take a look at Mr. Gong!"

"Director Bai, you are so polite!" Gong Dongguo said flattered.

He had heard about what happened just now. In their eyes, Bai Quan was in a high position and was not something that little people like them could come into contact with.

Bai Quan smiled and said, "No, no, Mr. Liu's friend is my friend!"

"Director Bai, look at what you said." Liu Haoran laughed.

Little did he know that Liu Haoran could not contact Bai Quan at all, but now Bai Quan actually gave him face like this, and Liu Haoran's vanity was greatly satisfied.

Putting down the gift, Bai Quan saw the hundred-year-old Tai Sui in the trash can at a glance.

"This...is this?" Bai Quan's expression changed wildly.

Liu Haoran sneered: "What's wrong with Dean Bai, is there anything strange? This is just a garbage. The waste Jiang Feng just said that this is Tai Sui, which is really a laugh to death."

"Trump?" Bai Quan's body stiffened.

Luo Yufeng said disgusted: "Dean Bai, stop watching, this is just a piece of garbage, not worth mentioning at all."

"Not worth mentioning? Nonsense, this is obviously Tai Sui. If I have a good vision, this is still the best hundred-year-old Tai Sui, priceless!" Bai Quan shouted as if he had discovered a rare treasure.

Is this Tai Sui?

Or a hundred-year-old Tai Sui?

Hearing this, everyone's expression changed, and the playful smile on Liu Haoran's face suddenly became dull.

Liu Haoran was stunned: "Dean Bai, you weren't kidding me, are you?"

"Yes, Dean Bai, have you made a mistake?" Gong Lingshan said incredible.

Luo Yufeng said dumbfoundedly: "How could this be from Tai Sui? This was sent by Jiang Feng, the waste."

In the eyes of everyone, Jiang Feng is just a waste. How could he give him the best Tai Sui with a priceless price?

Bai Quan was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he excitedly stepped forward and picked up the hundred-year-old Tai Sui from the trash can.

After looking carefully, he placed it in front of his nose and sniffed deeply and said excitedly: "Yes, this is Tai Sui, and it is the best hundred-year-old Tai Sui. I had the honor of seeing a hundred-year-old Tai Sui at the auction house. It was much smaller than this one, and was eventually auctioned to a sky-high price of three million."

"This hundred-year-old Taisui plant is larger than that and has a better color. If you don't say much, it will be worth at least five million when you take action now."

What!!!

At least worth five million?
Chapter completed!
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