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79, open a clinic for Chen Bing

Not far away, there were students from the repeat class who were following me with their arms bent. They had lost track of them just now and had just arrived now.

I couldn't hear what they said, I could only see the group of people. The leader, Chao Lianjie, was brought to Song Qianqian by a man.

It seems that he is apologizing to her?

Because after Chao Lianjie bowed his head to Song Qianqian, everyone around him also bowed to her.

This time I heard it clearly, and I did say "I'm sorry!" in unison!

The classmates in the repeat class were shocked. Aren't they going to deal with Song Qianqian? Why did they instead apologize to her willingly?

Song Qianqian waved her hand and pointed at Huang Mao, "Give me my wig."

Huang Mao was stunned and looked at the wig that he had grabbed and thrown away. He hurried over to pick it up and then handed it to her respectfully.

Her hair had been torn and was a little out of shape and a little messy, but fortunately she was naturally beautiful and could hold it, so she didn't look ugly when she wore it.

"You will give me a new one tomorrow!" Wei Qing looked at Huang Mao coldly.

Song Qianqian looked at him and said, "Forget it, how much money can students have?"

Also, "Don't engage in these unhealthy things in the future. It's me you met today. If it were other students, you would bully them like this? What should I do if something goes wrong? Who is responsible?"

Wei Qing could see her displeasure and seriousness.

He pursed his lips, "...I didn't do anything unhealthy. They had to follow me in the first place!"

"You're going to let them bully people like this after following you? Shouldn't you teach them to learn well?" She frowned softly.

Wei Qing nodded immediately, then looked at Chao Lianjie and Huang Mao, "Did you hear that? Only do good deeds from now on!"

Song Qianqian put on her wig and looked at Chao Lianjie. He was a student and the school could teach him, but Huang Mao was probably no longer a student.

"In the future, if you do good things or do good things, you can come to me to receive rewards. You can ask for whatever you want." She said.

When Huang Mao saw what she was saying to him, his eyes immediately lit up, "Then I want to buy a battery car?"

She laughed, "Why, the motorcycle is no longer cool?"

Huang Mao scratched his head, "We all borrowed this, and... the motorcycle is loud, just to scare you... I will never dare to do it again!"

Wei Qing explained: "He delivers express. He can't make a profit without a battery car. He has no performance and no money to buy it, so..."

So I fool around every day.

Song Qianqian nodded without saying anything. She glanced at the time and said, "I'm going to pick up Dr. Song."

Wei Qing immediately said: "I'm driving, I'll see you off!"

Chao Lianjie and others watched Wei Qing open the car door for her and help her close the door. They had never seen Wei Qing take care of others like this!

Before Wei Qing got into the car, he turned around and glared at Chao Lianjie and others.

"Brother Chao, what are you talking about her? She even subdued the boss?"

Chao Lianjie raised his hand and gave Huang Mao a chestnut, "Speak politely, someone who is respected by the boss, can you be wrong?"

Huang Mao quickly lowered his head and admitted his mistake, "Then...are we going to be good people and good deeds from now on?"

"Isn't that nonsense?"

Although Chao Lianjie is powerful, he was dealt with firmly by Wei Qing, so he must have listened to Wei Qing's words, and he will have to support Song Qianqian in the future!

——

Wei Qing's car was parked opposite the Human Resources and Social Security Bureau.

The Bureau of Human Resources and Social Security has been in full swing these past few days, and there are people everywhere. Song Qianqian saw Dr. Song at first sight when she stepped out of the car.

She called him and asked him to come over.

Uncle Song held his cell phone and ran over excitedly, "Qianqian, how many do you think the third brother got in the exam?"

She smiled faintly. Do you need to guess at this expression? She must be the first.

Uncle Doctor Song showed her the ranking photos he took, and she was not surprised.

"Can I go back and open a clinic now?" I have a medical qualification certificate!

Song Qianqian asked him to get in the car first.

Then he said: "You can prepare to enter medical school."

"Ah?" Uncle Song didn't understand.

Let him take this exam just to open a clinic and compete with Chen Bing for business. Wouldn't it be too unrewarding?

"Many people don't know that this exam is actually authorized by Qianshi Medical College. Every year, the medical school observes candidates. If the candidates' qualifications are good enough, they can be admitted under special conditions."

However, since medical schools authorized this examination, they have rarely selected the candidates they want, so this exceptional admissions method has almost been forgotten.

"Can I get in?" Dr. Song himself felt that there was little hope.

"Are you worried about being number one?"

Uncle Song frowned. The first place went to him, but he just answered the questions in a regular way and there was nothing eye-catching about him. Why would they admit him?

He has a junior high school diploma.

"There will be an interview, you can just perform as usual then." She said very lightly.

"By the way, have you gone to say hello to the herbal medicine market?" Song Qianqian asked.

Uncle Song nodded, "I said hello as you said."

She nodded.

Wei Qing sent them back and stayed for dinner.

The Song family's house had been cleaned and renovated. Song Qianqian only discovered that it had been renovated to the original scale when it was inspected.

It was made by the Shang Dynasty who spent money on the neighbors.

Until now, there are rumors in the alley that two rich men are robbing Song Qianqian, so they are competing to show their courtesy.

The two men are, of course, talking about the Shang Dynasty and Zhan Liunian.

Also because of the generous spending of the Shang Dynasty, the neighbors in the alley were quite friendly to the Song family during the period after the Song family's house was renovated.

"Qianqian is out of school?" the neighbor's aunt greeted her.

She smiled.

"New friend?" Another neighbor looked at Wei Qing.

Wei Qing used to have an image of a little gangster, but he recently got a haircut and he looks like an upright young man. The neighbors probably didn't recognize him.

When the neighbor walked far away, he muttered: "Is this Song family girl so popular?"

"No, it's really evil!"

Song Jinuan and Song Yu have already prepared the meal.

At the dinner table, Song Yu looked at her. Recently, there have been a lot of changes in the family. The children's schooling and apprenticeship all happened after Qianqian came back.

Song Yu had met her before and was very surprised. Why had she changed so much?

"Qianqian..." Song Yu looked at her gently, "Does our family owe Mr. Shang a lot of favors?"

Song Yu could only think that the Shang Dynasty helped behind all her changes.

What's more important is that when Song Yu met Shang Chao two days ago, he actually asked about her life experience and her natal family.

After so many years, no one around her knew this.

Song Yu was thinking, does Qianqian's changes have anything to do with these?

Song Qianqian was puzzled, "Is there any?"

"He's looking for you?" Every transaction she had with Shang Dynasty was a serious transaction.

Song Yu hurriedly waved his hand, "No! Isn't this someone who helped give money to renovate the house? Mom was thinking, treat him to a meal?"

She nodded, "That's okay. Let's go in a few days. I'll have to open Dr. Luo Song's clinic in these two days."

"Clinic?" The whole family was stunned.

Uncle Song looked at her and said, "Didn't you say you won't open it for the time being?"

Song Qianqian put down the bowl and chopsticks, "Open it, if you don't open it, Chen Bing's tail will rise to the sky!"

Speaking of Chen Bing, Uncle Song's teeth were so itchy that he finally got rid of it. He must be prescribed it!


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