These books were translated by him.
He had deep medical knowledge and had translated some ancient languages better than what was sold on the market.
Fu Xiuyuan glanced at the few beautifully packaged medical books in his hand, his eyes deep. "No need."
The aloof man turned around and left. When he reached the door, he paused. "Don't entertain thoughts you shouldn't have."
The room fell silent again.
Lin Lang looked at the medical books in his hand and smirked.
He threw the books into the rubbish bin.
…
The private jet back to the capital from the laboratory base belonged to the Fu family.
Because the Imperial University was special to the country, it had a small airport.
However, it was rarely open.
It was only when the president came to inspect that a special passage would be opened.
Today, the airport was opened for the first time.
