Dragon Blood Divine Son-in-law
Chapter 370: Do you think you are a primary school student handing in homework?

Chapter 370: Chapter 370: Do you think you are a primary school student handing in homework?

Earlier, when Chen Xuan took Xuu Qing upstairs, he forgot to shut down his computer, and the screen displayed the same paper on acupuncture that was there before.

Although Zhu Kun was not a good person, he at least had basic medical knowledge.

With just a glance, he immediately realized the importance of the paper!

The paper not only delved deeper into the acupuncture techniques of ancient Huaxia’s traditional Chinese medicine but also innovatively proposed the concepts of the superficial and mysterious meridians within the human body.

Without exaggeration, if the content was not fabricated, then the impact of this paper on the entire medical community would be extremely significant!

Considering that Chen Xuan had just cured Old God of Wealth’s legs solely with acupuncture, Zhu Kun immediately judged the authenticity of the views presented in the paper.

Following this realization, a flurry of thoughts animated Zhu Kun’s mind.

In recent days, Medicine King Hospital had been urging department heads and above to submit research papers.

If the paper was exceptional, it would be recommended for publication in a prestigious medical journal, which could greatly benefit career promotions and title evaluations.

Zhu Kun valued this opportunity immensely, so during this period, he had been desperately brainstorming to write an outstanding paper.

He had even gone so far as to pay doctorate supervisors and the like to ghostwrite for him.

Unfortunately, he had never managed to write a paper that was impressive enough.

Until this moment, when he saw Chen Xuan’s paper, his interest was suddenly piqued.

Wasn’t this exactly the kind of superior paper he was looking for?

Seeing that the coast was clear, Zhu Kun didn’t hesitate any longer. He pulled out a USB drive and copied the paper onto it directly.

After completing this, Zhu Kun didn’t forget to pour a cup of tea from the desk right into the computer’s CPU.

Zizzle!

Accompanied by a flash of sparks, the CPU immediately started spewing black smoke, becoming instant junk!

Looking at the smoking CPU, Zhu Kun’s lips curled into a smug cold smile as he swaggered away.

At that moment, Fatty Wong waddled out of the morgue, seeking Chen Xuan for some knowledge about acupuncture, and happened to see Zhu Kun’s figure leaving Chen Xuan’s office.

Fatty Wong cursed under his breath, "That bastard, what’s he doing in Brother Xuan’s office?"

As soon as Fatty Wong walked into the office, a pungent burnt smell hit him, and he immediately spotted the computer CPU smoking.

"Holy shit!"

Frightened, Fatty Wong quickly unplugged the power and even sprayed the CPU with a fire extinguisher.

The smoke from the CPU was finally extinguished, but the unit itself was completely wrecked.

Just then, Chen Xuan, having just seen off Xuu Qing, returned and was taken aback by the scene in front of him.

"Fatty, what happened here?"

Fatty Wong looked wronged, "Brother Xuan, I had nothing to do with this! Right when I came in, I saw your CPU smoking, so I used the fire extinguisher!"

Chen Xuan was at a loss for words, not expecting that such an incident could occur in his brief absence.

Then, Fatty Wong added indignantly, "Brother Xuan, I think this was definitely Zhu Kun’s doing out of spite! Right before I came in, I clearly saw him leaving your office! If it wasn’t him, who else could it have been?"

"Zhu Kun?" To be honest, Chen Xuan was somewhat doubtful.

It was true that Zhu Kun could stoop low, but to seek revenge by destroying his computer seemed a bit too juvenile, didn’t it?

"Forget it, I’ll just get a new computer from logistics later," Chen Xuan didn’t take it too seriously.

Afterward, Chen Xuan handed something over to Fatty Wong. "Here, this is for you."

When Fatty Wong saw what was in his hand, his eyes instantly lit up with astonishment.

"Holy shit, is this... is this Xuu Qing’s autographed photo?! Brother Xuan, is this real or fake? Where did you get this from?"

Chen Xuan looked smug, "Nonsense, would I, Brother Xuan, give you something fake? As for where I got it, that’s none of your business."

Just before Xuu Qing had left, she wanted to give Chen Xuan some money as a thank-you, but he had refused it.

For one thing, Chen Xuan worked at the hospital, and healing people was his duty; he didn’t need any thanks.

For another, if it really came down to money, the value of the bottle of White Jade Frost alone was priceless; no matter how much Xuu Qing offered, it would not be enough.

In the end, Xuu Qing didn’t give Chen Xuan any money, but before leaving, she did leave him an autographed photo as a keepsake.

As a married man, it was impossible for Chen Xuan to keep a photo of another woman with him; to him, it was pretty much like a ticking time bomb, so he promptly decided to give it to Fatty Wong.

Fatty Wong was already a loyal fan of Xuu Qing, and now, looking at the autographed photo, he was so excited that he wanted to enshrine it at home.

Not long after Fatty Wong left, Song Qiuhuan quickly arrived at Chen Xuan’s office.

A white lab coat, below which a pair of beautiful legs were wrapped in black stockings, with black high heels on her feet accentuating her tall and graceful figure, and on her pretty face, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses added an intellectual vibe.

Doctor Song was still as enchanting as ever.

But the moment she walked in, she started to scold him, "Chen Xuan, where is your paper? Do you realize everyone else in the entire hospital has submitted theirs, and you’re the only one left!"

Chen Xuan looked apologetic, "I’m sorry, I’ve already written the paper, but I forgot to give it to you. I’ll send it to you right now!"

Chen Xuan instinctively turned on his computer, only then remembering that his paper was all stored on it.

Now, with the computer broken, the finished paper had been completely lost.

"Uh, I’m really sorry, but my computer just broke, and it looks like the paper is gone too..." Chen Xuan obviously lacked confidence.

"What? The computer is broken?" Song Qiuhuan immediately showed displeasure.

"Chen Xuan, can’t you come up with a worse excuse? It’s like you’re a little kid making excuses for not doing homework!"

Song Qiuhuan was clearly not buying Chen Xuan’s explanation.

Chen Xuan was truly innocent, "No, really, I’m telling the truth. Look, my computer is indeed broken..."

Song Qiuhuan scoffed, "What, did you deliberately break your computer just so you wouldn’t have to submit a paper?"

Chen Xuan: "..."

Chen Xuan felt like he couldn’t clear his name even if he jumped into the Yellow River. In the end, he could only promise to work extra hard over the next few days to retype the lost paper and submit it as soon as possible.

Only then did Song Qiuhuan leave, still somewhat dissatisfied.

Chen Xuan finally got a break and was looking forward to a moment of rest when a shouting voice came from outside the door.

"Doctor Chen! Doctor Chen!"

As the voice spoke, a figure rushed in frantically.

Upon identifying the person, Chen Xuan couldn’t help feeling a start of alarm.