Chapter 273

When you get to fan's international, go straight upstairs.

To go to fan Zhe's president's office, you must first pass through Cheng Canaan's office area.

His office area is open, and he greets Josh politely as soon as he sees him.

"Miss Jo, what are you doing here? Isn't the president giving you a day off? "

"It's not the fashion show competition. How can I sit at home? Just come and have a look at some of my sketches. They are all in it." Josh pointed to fan Zhe's office and said that she was talking about the lounge attached to the office.

"The president is not here. Please go in." Cheng Canaan made a request to clean up.

"Is he in a meeting?" Josh is looking for fan Zhe. How can he not be here.

"The president didn't come to work today." Cheng said.

"How did you know the president gave me a holiday?" Joshua is bored.

"Well, the president called to tell me this morning." Cheng Kanan explained.

"Didn't he say what he was going to do if he didn't come to work?" In Josh's impression, he was never lazy.

"I'm sorry, I don't have the right to ask about the president. I just do what he told me." Cheng Canaan shrugged.

Josh wants to call fan Zhe, but when he touches his pocket, meow, the mobile phone is still with Zhang's driver.

If you turn around and leave immediately, Cheng Canaan may have doubts. After all, she said just now that she wanted to see the draft.

Josh had to smile at Cheng Canaan and walked into fan Zhe's office.

Instead of entering the lounge, he directly sat in fan Zhe's boss chair.

There is a landline on the big desk. Josh picks up the phone and dials fan Zhe's mobile number.

As soon as the phone got through, Josh immediately asked, "Hun Dan, why don't you come to work today?"

"Do you check my post?" Fan zhe asked.

"I don't care about you." Josh turned his mouth.

"I give you leave today, but you come to my office instead of checking the post. What is it? Care if I'm tired from work? Bring me afternoon tea? " Fan zhe saw from the caller ID that the number was not Josh's.

"I have something to do with you. Why is your voice wrong? It seems a little hoarse. " Josh realized that something was wrong with fan Zhe.

"Come to my house if you need anything." Fan zhe ordered.

"Which family are you from?" Asked Josh.

It shouldn't be in the apartment. If he was in the apartment, she would have seen this ghost light when she went to pick up Qiao Yu in the morning.

"On this side of the villa, you've been here before." Fan zhe said the address again.

Josh had no choice but to hang up and go by himself.

And when he left, he went through Canaan.

"Miss Jo, are you leaving so soon?" Cheng Canaan got up to see him off.

"Well, after thinking about it, I'd better take the sketch home. The bad atmosphere in the office hinders my thinking." Josh deliberately let Cheng Canaan look at the folder she was holding. This is the prop she suddenly remembered when she left fan Zhe's office. Otherwise, it would be hard to say if she left so soon.

"Yes, the office is too formal." Cheng Canan seems to have a chat with everyone, and he always takes Josh to the elevator of the president.

Fan zhe explained that Josh had to take the elevator for the president to get in and out of here.

When the elevator comes, Josh goes in and the elevator door is closed. Cheng Canaan is always decent in his words and deeds. He never mentions the Pengcheng Wanli repair shop.

Originally, Josh and Qiao Yu played tricks on the workers there. They thought the workers would go to Cheng Canaan and ask him what happened. Now it seems that the workers didn't complain to him.

Even when he talked with Josh about family members in South America and immigrants, he forgot about them.

The more Josh thinks about it, the more confused he gets. Cheng Canaan must have been to Zhang Chuangye's graveyard. He just doesn't know what kind of grudge there is between him and Zhang Chuangye.

Cheng Canaan did not move, and Josh did not take the initiative to provoke him.

Now the most important thing is to test Zhang Chuangye's medicine clearly. Qiao Yu is still a hostage in other people's hands. Although Qiao Yu is very happy to be a hostage, he doesn't look like a hostage at all.

Moreover, judging from Qiao Yu's previous treatment of Zhao Xiaoke and Li Jian, this guy is definitely not a fuel-efficient light. If Zhang Chuangye's driver is not good for Qiao Yu, he must weigh his chances of winning.

Josh took a taxi to the Fanzhe villa.

Ringing the doorbell at the gate, a middle-aged maid came out to open the door. Without asking, the maid told Josh, "Mr. is in the bedroom on the second floor, so you can go up directly."

When Josh heard about the bedroom, he was stunned. Is fan zhe still lying in bed in the daytime?

Or, what do you want to do with her?

I can't manage so much. I'll know when I go up.

When I got to the bedroom, I met fan Zhe, which was beyond Josh's expectation. My previous guess was wrong.Fan Zhe is wearing a black home clothes, listless sitting on the sofa.

When Josh saw the cold medicine on the tea table in front of the sofa, he thought of his voice on the phone, "fan hundan, you have a cold?"

It was a serious thing to greet the patient, but Josh didn't know why.

She remembered how she and fan zhe robbed the quilt last night.

But later, most of the quilt was wrapped by her. Fan zhe may have caught a cold like this. The reason was her. Thinking of this, Josh restrained his smile.

Fan zhe has been sitting on the sofa, staring at the change of Josh's expression.

"Do you have a fever?" Josh reached for fan Zhe's forehead, but fortunately he didn't have a fever.

However, fan Zhe, who refused to take medicine, now finds out the cold medicine. He must be very ill.

"I'm fine. I'm not sick. Take your hands away." Fan zhe said that, but he didn't push away Josh's hand. He seemed to enjoy the temperature on her hand.

"Have you eaten yet?" Josh asked, but fan zhe didn't look like he had a meal.

Now she can all count on fan Zhe to take her to test the medicine, so as to find Qiao Yu, how to also want to coax this soul light happy.

Josh goes downstairs to cook porridge like a dog leg. The maid comes out with the appetizer. After the porridge is cooked, Josh takes it to fan Zhe's bedroom on a tray.

"Come and have porridge, my dear." Josh's name is fan Zhe.

Fan zhe was really hungry. Seeing that the little woman was so clever today, she certainly refused to let Josh go easily. "I'm too lazy to move. You feed me."

If it wasn't for him, Josh would have asked if his mouth would have moved lazily when he was too lazy to eat? Do you want to give him liquid food?

A mouthful of porridge and a mouthful of small dishes fed fan Zhe, and then Josh told the story and promised, "you said you wouldn't let me hide anything from you, but I said everything."

"Where is Zhang's medicine for entrepreneurship?" Fan zhe thought for a moment and asked.

Josh gave the paper wrapped with the pills to fan Zhe.

Versace looked at it, stood up and told Josh, "change."

“……” It's all bad.

No choice but to wait on fan Zhe to change clothes.

As he went out, Josh asked a question he shouldn't have asked.

"In the morning, you sent me a short message to let me take a day off, but you didn't call me. Are you afraid that I might recognize your cold?"

"Don't you have a cold, too?" Fan zhe asked.

"When did I catch a cold?" Josh didn't think she had a problem. If she had a cold, would she not know?

"You really don't have a cold?" Fan zhe blocked Josh between the handrails of his stairs.

"I have a cold. Can't I have a bad one?" Josh was about to cry. It was unreasonable.

Fan zhe was satisfied and drove out of the villa with Josh.

Josh thought fan zhe would take her to some famous hospital or expensive private clinic.

I didn't expect to pass many hospitals and clinics on the road. Fan zhe didn't stop, but finally drove the car into the dormitory of Medical University.

In addition to the dormitories for teachers and students, there are several rows of exotic small western style buildings with red tiles and white walls.

Fan zhe parked his car in front of one of the small western style buildings.

After getting out of the car, Josh wants to ring the doorbell, but fan zhe has pushed the gate open and walked in.

Josh had to follow.

Like going back to his home, fan zhe didn't make a sound when he entered the living room. He not only found out his slippers from the shoe cabinet and changed them, but also threw a pair of them to Josh.

Looking at the luxurious wooden floor inside, Josh had to change into slippers.

At this time, a little foreign old man who was over 50 years old came down from the upstairs. Although he was a foreigner, he spoke Chinese with good pronunciation and could go to broadcast the news.

"It's a pleasure to have friends from afar. Fan Da Shao, long time no see."

Josh didn't know how to chat up, so he could only look at fan Zhe.

Fan zhe was not polite at all. He threw the paper package with the pills to the little old man.

"Test the ingredients."

When the little old man saw the pills, he first frowned, then his eyes brightened, "please follow me to the studio."

With that, he led the way in front without looking back.

"Is the old man sane? Is there something wrong? Why is it so exciting to see this kind of medicine as if I had found Jin Yuanbao? " Josh asked fan Zhe in a low voice.

"Dr. Smith is a close friend of mine. He is also the No.1 doctor of pharmacology in the world. He is good at studying poisons. In his opinion, poisons are priceless. He regards gold as dung." Fan zhe tells Josh.

Josh can only comfort himself by taking a puff from the corner of his mouth. There are all kinds of strange people in the world, and we can't always theorize about them.

Before entering Smith's studio, we have to disinfect and wear disinfection clothes, which is more troublesome than a large hospital.

After entering other people's studio, Josh realized that they did have such capital.The studio has a large area. There are rows of shelves with medicine bottles on them. Josh can hardly name the medicine. Dr. Smith stands in front of the microscope with the momentum of a professional scholar, which makes people feel worshipped.

When Josh looks around curiously, fan zhe goes to Smith. They speak English, French and German for a while. Josh doesn't know how big his head is.

Can you speak several foreign languages? When you tell me the composition of the medicine later, I'll see if you speak Chinese with me, Josh.

She can't understand because she speaks Bi's language.

After waiting for more than an hour, Smith looked at Josh and said in Chinese, "there is a very special toxin in the pill, which reminds me of someone."

"Who?" Josh asked subconsciously.

"A beautiful woman named Jiang Xiuyan." Dr. Smith seems to be recalling the past.