Qin Feng didn't care about this farce and didn't even look at Huang Chao.
This kind of person is cheating outside in the name of Wuhu Chamber of Commerce, and sooner or later his family will be overturned.
What's more, they bullied Zhang Wenqiang, which is even more intolerable.
After sending Chen Feng away, Qin Feng asked Zhang Wenqiang to wait for news about him before taking a taxi home.
Returning to Qingshui Villa, she was slightly surprised to find that Tang Qingqian still hadn't come back.
Today is the weekend. She will not even go to the hospital. Uncharacteristically, she has not returned since she left home at noon.
Qin Feng was about to pick up the phone and call again when the sound of "ta-ta-ta-ta" high-heeled shoes sounded behind him.
He turned his head and saw Tang Qingqian pushing the door open and entering the house with a tired look on her face.
She was still wearing the short white skirt she wore when she left in the morning. Her slender legs were straight and dazzling, her hair was shawl-length, and her beautiful eyes were full of weariness.
"Help me."
She stretched out her hand and looked at Qin Feng: "I can't hold it anymore."
"What are you doing?"
Qin Feng quickly supported her: "Did something happen in the hospital today? Why didn't you tell me so I could help you."
Tang Qingqian shook her head: "No, there is a special patient in the hospital with a complicated condition, and he asked me to be present by name. His legs almost broke when he stood."
"Is Yan Zihao here too?"
"Or is this special patient some kind of relative of his?"
Qin Feng spoke lightly. He smelled a very familiar scent on Tang Qingqian. When he was dealing with Yan Zihao here that day, he seemed to have the same scent on him.
Tang Qingqian looked at him in surprise.
Qin Feng pointed at her short skirt: "The smell is very obvious, and this kind of violet has a strong ending. Most men don't have this hobby."
Tang Qingqian's beautiful eyes narrowed: "Do you have a dog's nose? Can you smell this?"
Then she shook her head: "It's not what you think. One of his uncles had a stroke and was hospitalized. The hospital asked me to go and have a look."
"Your chief of surgery, stroke is an internal medicine department. Why should I come to you?"
Qin Feng obviously didn't believe it: "Unless Dean Chen is in trouble."
"That also depends on the identity of the patient."
Tang Qingqian sighed: "His uncle is the largest medical equipment dealer in Nandu. He subsidizes hundreds of millions of medical equipment to the hospital every year. He is the hospital's financier. The financier has already spoken, and Chen Guofeng has no reason to refuse."
Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly: "For internal medicine, find a surgical director who may not be able to be assigned to others in two months to accompany you."
He couldn't help but sigh: "If you have money, you can really do whatever you want."
Tang Qing rolled his eyes at him: "Only now do you know? One day, you also give an order and ask Chen Guofeng to arrange for me to serve you tea and water, and how about the senior sister also provides you with services?"
"Okay, I'm hungry, go and cook me two eggs."
Qin Feng was unmoved: "Master Yan didn't take you to a six-star restaurant to eat Western food and drink red wine? Why, are you full without a roadside stall?"
Tang Qingqian turned her head, her beautiful eyes filled with disbelief.
She stood up, reached out and grabbed Qin Feng's neck with her fingers, and pulled him forcefully in front of her:
"Qin Feng, let me tell you, I am willing to eat at a roadside stall with you."
"But this doesn't mean you can feel at ease and take me to eat at roadside stalls for the rest of your life!"
"You also have no right to interfere with me eating Michelin. This is my freedom, but I have already made my choice. I hope you don't make me regret my choice!"
