Chapter 313 The terminally ill boss in a wheelchair and the young Chinese medicine practitioner in a

Chapter 313 The terminally ill boss in a wheelchair and the young Chinese medicine practitioner in a

The terminally ill boss in a wheelchair and the young Chinese medicine practitioner in a small clinic (XII)

"Senior, where do you plan to meet the guy you mentioned before?"

Jian Qiang knocked on the door and entered aggressively.

"Hmm? Which one?"

The beautiful woman with pale lips and a broken face was leaning against the window, looking at her with lifeless eyes.

Jian Qiang paused slightly.

...Sometimes she really regretted why she had to know what kind of person the senior was. Otherwise, looking at such a great face, she should have taken advantage of the situation and eaten him.

Unfortunately, she has a pair of eyes that can see through the essence, which is sad.

Jian Qiang collected her attention and gave a reminder.

"That handsome Chinese medicine man from last time, do you still remember him, senior?"

Chinese medicine?

This word triggered Song Ning's memory palace, and an exceptionally great face and figure quickly appeared in his eyes.

Song Ning sat up a little straighter.

"He."

Jane Qiang was waiting.

She waited quietly for a while, then looked up at the other person in confusion.

What's next?

Song Ning also looked at her in confusion.

"Didn't you arrange all this?"

He should just be responsible for enjoying the results, right?

You mean, let me arrange it?

Jian Qiang thought about it and felt that although it was a bit confusing, it also seemed very normal.

After all, most of Mr. Song’s schedules were arranged by her, so it was normal for her to arrange a blind date.

"I understand then. I'll send you the address for the meeting later."

Jian Qiang packed up the other documents and left like the wind.

Song Ning pursed her pale lips and fell back into the chair.

I’m so tired, so Jian Qiang should be able to arrange everything, right?

……

"Are you in City C at 19: tomorrow night?"

"Okay, I understand. I will be there on time."

"Who is it? Do you have anything else to do in City C?"

Yan Qi stepped into the clinic and heard the phone call with a curious look on his face.

"matchmaker."

Lance was brief and to the point. He glanced at the black plastic bag that Yan Qi placed on the table.

"what is this?"

"Oh, a gift for you."

Yan Qi sat down and said, "I brought you some of my family's specialties to try...wait a moment."

What did Lance say just now?

Yan Qi was confused, "Did you just say the word matchmaker?"

Could it be that his hemorrhoids have become so severe that he was causing auditory hallucinations?

Lance: “Yeah.”

Specialty? So this is the gift Yan Qi brought him, right?

He thought about it, turned over a box and pushed it over.

“This is a return gift.”

"No, aren't you going to explain what matchmaker means first?"

Yan Qi didn't bother to see why Lance would return the gift. He now wanted to know what Lance meant by what he said just now.

"Are you planning on a blind date? Who introduced you to this girl who works in City C?"

Yan Qi was extremely curious.

This was Lan Siye, the sweetheart of all the boys and girls in their class at that time.

But at that time, Lance was so outstanding that he was not like a human, so no one ever dared to confess to him.

Thinking of this, Yan Qi's expression suddenly became a little strange.

"Lance can I ask you a question?"

"what is the problem?"

Yan Qi hesitated for a moment, but curiosity prevailed over everything else.

He glanced at Lance cautiously, "Just... have you ever been in a relationship?"

After asking, he was a little afraid that Lance might misunderstand, so he hurried to explain.

"I'm just curious. In fact, many people were curious about this question when I was in college, but no one dared to ask you directly."

He laughed twice and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Why are you asking this? You're so embarrassed now.

And Lance didn't look like someone who would answer such a boring question.

Even if he really answered, a handsome guy like Lance couldn't have never been in love before, so why would he humiliate himself like a clown...

"No."

Lance answered calmly, then looked at him questioningly.

"Aren't you and I classmates?"

Didn’t Yan Qi know whether I had ever been to college?

Lance found this question difficult to understand, but he still gave a considerate answer.

“Haha, haha, it seems like that.”

Yan Qi was embarrassed, and work had already begun on his toes.

No, let’s change the subject quickly.

Yan Qi laughed twice and asked again with some interest.

"So this is a girl your friend is introducing to you? Where is she? Do you have a photo?"

Lance shook his head.

"No photo, not a woman."

"It's a pity there are no photos. I wanted to give you some for reference."

"what?"

Yan Qi was a beat slow to react. What did Lance say next?

"What did you just say? Not a photo? No women?"

Lance slowly typed a question mark.

"I remember the last time I saw you, you just had hemorrhoids."

I didn't realize my ears weren't working properly.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and Yan Qi was not sure yet so he tried to speak.

"Introduction, male?"

"Your blind date, a man?"

Did he really hear it right?

"Yeah, male."

Lance asked back, "What's the problem?"

What's the problem?

Yan Qi met Lance's righteous eyes, his face full of confusion.

Is he too backward? Could it be that men can marry other men now?

Otherwise, why would Lance be so confident?

"No, I just thought that if the guy in the next-door dormitory knew that you liked boys, he would be heartbroken."

Yan Qi muttered to himself.

At that time, the guy liked Lance very much, but unfortunately Lance had a face that was too great, so every time the guy wanted to confess his love, he was scared away by this face that looked a bit inhuman. Later, he remembered that the guy found a cheap meal replacement, and it seems that he is doing well now.

As he thought about it, he shuddered suddenly.

We can't let Lance go to the college reunion next time, otherwise I don't know how many people will be unable to sleep late at night.

"you misunderstood."

Lance gathered up the specialties, wrapped them up temporarily and put them aside. He slightly hunched his back, and the lines of his back perfectly presented a beauty called explosive power.

Lance stood up and spoke calmly.

"Just because the person I'm going to date happens to be a man, it doesn't mean I like human men."

Or it should be said that he doesn't like any human being at all, and his eyes have always been fascinated by only one human being.

No matter how many worlds there are, there is only one person.

"Haha, that's it."

Yan Qi became more and more confused.

If you are not sure that you like men, why would you agree to a blind date with a man?

Also, why did Lance choose to use human males? Did Lance consider non-human males?

Or is it just that Lance is strangely rigorous as a medical student?

The more Yan Qi thought about it, the more his scalp itched.

Damn, my head itches so much, I feel like I’m going to grow a brain.