"Mr. Zheng, there is no one else here, so I will just say something straightforward."
"If you don't get treatment for that stubborn disease left by overwork, I'm afraid it will suddenly break out one day and you will be in danger."
Jiang Qiu took a sip of tea and spoke seriously.
These words are said more euphemistically. If Zheng Xuedong does not treat it, I am afraid that the next time a stubborn disease breaks out, Zheng Xuedong will really disappear!
Hearing Jiang Qiu's words, Zheng Xuedong also frowned.
She is a woman who has been running the Century Restaurant for so many years. She sleeps less than six hours a day, so when she suffers from such a disease, even the best doctors in the city have no good solution. They can only say to pay more attention to rest.
"Jiang Qiu, do you have any way to treat it?"
Zheng Xuedong opened his mouth tentatively.
Jiang Qiu nodded decisively.
"Yes, it's the same massage therapy as last time. Massage once every three days and take some Chinese medicine. It can take as long as half a year and as little as three months to heal."
Hearing this, a few blushes appeared on Zheng Xuedong's pretty face.
That massage in the car last time...
That almost touched her whole body!
Once every three days, wouldn’t that be...
Zheng Xuedong's breathing was a little rapid.
Just thinking about that kind of scene makes people extremely shy!
Seeing that Zheng Xuedong was still reluctant to speak, Jiang Qiu could only shake his head helplessly.
What he said was true. It was because it was not easy for a woman to run such a large restaurant for Zheng Xuedong, so Jiang Qiu wanted to treat her.
If Zheng Xuedong didn't cooperate, there was nothing he could do.
Just as he was thinking about it, Zheng Xuedong suddenly nodded, covered his somewhat hot face, and whispered.
"Then...then I'll trouble you."
After saying that, she didn't even dare to look at Jiang Qiu.
"Then the next treatment will be tomorrow."
As soon as Jiang Qiu finished speaking, before Zheng Xuedong could agree, there was an urgent knock on the door, accompanied by Zhao Limin's voice.
"Mr. Zheng, Brother Jiang, something bad is going on."
"That Song Tianjiang just came back again, and... his father, the old man of the Song family in Kyoto, came to visit him personally!"
Hearing this, Zheng Xuedong's face suddenly turned ugly.
"Jiang Qiu, don't go out yet. If they come to seek revenge, you will not be able to resist the power of the Song family in Kyoto."
After Zheng Xuedong finished speaking, he would follow Zhao Limin downstairs.
But Jiang Qiu grabbed Zheng Xuedong's hand and said helplessly.
"Don't think of me, Jiang Qiu, as so ruthless, okay? We are all in the same boat, how can I let you bear it?"
"Besides, what's wrong with the old man of the Song family in Kyoto? Isn't he also carrying one head on two shoulders? Why are you afraid of him?"
Zheng Xuedong's heart felt slightly warm, but he still ordered.
"Don't be brave. The power of the Song family in Kyoto is beyond our imagination. Everything is based on your own safety."
After saying that, Zheng Xuedong and Jiang Qiu followed Zhao Limin downstairs.
They met Song Tianjiang with a arrogant face!
Now Song Tianjiang has no trace of the ugly look he had before when he ran away in despair. Instead, he has the arrogance that says "I am the best in the world" written all over his face!
The old man is in the car outside the restaurant, this is his biggest trump card!
Seeing Jiang Qiu and Zheng Xuedong go downstairs together, Song Tianjiang's eyes instantly turned to hatred, he pointed at Jiang Qiu and said angrily.
"That little brat! Come here!"
"Be wise and kneel down for me! My father, the old man of the Song family in Kyoto, is outside the door now! If you don't kneel down, he can even overturn your ancestral grave with just one word!"
Immediately afterwards, Song Tianjiang pointed at Zheng Xuedong and said with a sinister smile.
"And you, call your sister, and you will be able to serve me honestly tonight. How can you continue to open this big shit restaurant like yours?"
"Otherwise, ha!"
At this moment, Song Tianjiang was like a bully dog, barking wildly in the restaurant hall!
Everyone in the restaurant dared to be angry but dared not speak out!
There is no way, the name of the old man of the Song family in Kyoto is too loud!
However, just because everyone is afraid, it does not mean that Jiang Qiu is also afraid.
He walked forward expressionlessly and stood in front of Song Tianjiang. In terms of height alone, Jiang Qiu was a full head taller than Song Tianjiang!
Coupled with the ruthless and indifferent look in his eyes, Song Tianjiang, who was barking just now, was instantly silenced.
"You...what do you want to do?"
"I'm telling you, don't mess around. My dad is outside. If you dare to attack me, you don't know how you will die!"
Song Tianjiang pretended to be calm and said these words, but his legs shaking as if playing a pipa betrayed his inner feelings.
Suddenly, Jiang Qiu smiled slightly, stretched out his left hand and grasped Song Tianjiang's right hand, saying enthusiastically.
"Oh, the second master of the Song family is coming, why didn't you inform him in advance? We didn't even have time to greet him. How rude."
As he spoke, Jiang Qiu shook his arms vigorously to show his enthusiasm.
If it were normal, everyone would probably think Jiang Qiu was cowardly.
But don't forget, Song Tianjiang's right hand had been completely broken off by Jiang Qiuqi at the wrist a few hours ago!
Now his right hand has just been treated in the hospital and is still covered with thick gauze and splint!
Jiang Qiu's sudden handshake and vigorous shaking seemed to add insult to injury!
In an instant, Song Tianjiang's whole body was shaking violently as if he had been electrocuted!
The pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow swept through his mind instantly! Song Tianjiang's face was distorted and his mouth opened wide! But he couldn't make a sound.
It hurts! It hurts so much!
The bones in his right hand, which had just been fixed by the doctor, now cracked under the heavy load and broke again.
Cold sweat poured out from Song Tianjiang's forehead like spring water!
Finally, Song Tianjiang couldn't bear it anymore and let out a shocking roar.
"ah!!!!"
In the restaurant, all the staff, including Zhao Limin and Zheng Xuedong, couldn't help but cover their ears.
If you look closely, it is not difficult to find that everyone present except Song Tianjiang is basically smiling and cheerful.
And admiration for Jiang Qiu.
I'm afraid only Jiang Qiu dares to treat the second master of the Song family like this.
At this time, the door of the restaurant was slowly pushed open, and an old man was sitting in a wheelchair, being pushed by another old man.
Behind them, there were more than a dozen bodyguards dressed in black, and seven strong men lying on a mobile bed unable to move.
When Song Tianjiang saw the visitor, he immediately burst into tears. He ran hard to the front of the wheelchair, knelt down with a plop, and cried loudly.
"Dad! They bullied people too much! Look, my hand was twisted off again!"
Song Chengping in the wheelchair glanced at everyone and ignored Song Tianjiang. Instead, he pointed at the strong man behind him and said to Jiang Qiu in a deep voice.
"You did all these people?"
Hearing this, everyone in the restaurant suddenly felt an invisible sense of oppression coming over them, as if the old man in the wheelchair in front of them was some kind of savage beast.
Jiang Qiu's face was a little solemn, and he took a step forward without saying anything.
At the same time, Song Tianjiang hurriedly hugged Song Chengping's calf and cried.
"That's right, Dad! He did it! He did it all! You must teach this little brat a lesson!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Chengping's face in the wheelchair suddenly changed. He didn't know where the strength came from in his calf, and with a "bump", Song Tianjiang was kicked two meters away!
Everyone was stunned, not knowing what it meant.
But the next moment, everyone was stunned!
Song Chengping, who was in the wheelchair, suddenly stood up, and the heavy expression on his face instantly changed to a happy smile.
He rushed forward, held Jiang Qiu's right hand firmly with his old hands, and shook it vigorously up and down! His old face was full of gentleness.
"Oh, this little brother is a talented person at first glance. Thank you for teaching this incompetent son a lesson for me! Thank you! Thank you!"