Chapter 320 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 (XIX)
Why is this person more gentle?
Song Ning was not blind or deaf and could not tell the difference, but he still did not understand how humans could do this.
It's clearly just a transaction of money and sex, so why does this person's eyes seem so affectionate from the bottom of his heart?
Perhaps Dr. Lan should change his career. After all, compared to being a bald doctor, entering the entertainment industry is more suitable for Dr. Lan to show his talents.
Song Ning was thinking aimlessly and responded perfunctorily.
"No, we already have an appointment and it's not good for you, Doctor Lan, to make a wasted trip. And you're a doctor, so it shouldn't be that convenient."
"It's not a wasted trip. I wanted to come here on my own."
It was rare for Lance to deal with Song Ning like this, so he didn't plan to be too anxious.
"As for my work, you don't have to worry. After all, I run the clinic myself, so there aren't a lot of patients on weekdays, so I have a very easy time."
After hearing this, Song Ning felt a chill in his heart.
It's like this again, whether it's Duan Kong or Lance, they are doctors but they have no medical ethics at all?
In their eyes, patients are so unimportant?
Song Ning thought to himself and spoke in a colder tone.
"Really? I thought doctors were all busy. After all, it takes a lot of effort to treat patients."
After he finished speaking, his expression became slightly cold, and his raised eyebrows unconsciously revealed a hint of sarcasm.
One Duan Kong was enough, he really didn't want to deal with a second Duan Kong.
Complex thoughts flashed through Song Ning's mind, but he didn't notice a strange point.
He was not as picky about Duan Kong as he was about Lance in the beginning, and even now he is not so angry because Duan Kong deceived him.
But for Lance, he kept paying attention to various details from the beginning.
"Hmm? No."
Lance pondered for a moment and smiled.
"If you don't mind, I'd like to give you an example? Like the patient I met today."
Song Ning's curiosity was aroused.
"Oh?"
Lance sat down on the sofa nearest to him inconspicuously and told the story about the old man and the dog in a calm tone.
"…It's bad enough that he, as a son, couldn't accompany his parents, but he also threw away the dog that his mother had raised for several years? He felt ashamed because the dog barked at him?"
Song Ning's expression was indescribable after hearing this. He even sneered twice, "You are so kind to tell him about his illness? If it were me, I would just let him die. It's a waste of air for such a person to live."
Lance, such a scum of society, actually rescued someone?
If it were him, he would just let the person die there, Song Ning thought with anger all over his body.
"Don't be angry. With his temper, he won't have a good life even if he is rescued this time."
Lance didn't expect Song Ning to be angry about this, and he comforted him with a smile and tenderness.
When Song Ning met those affectionate eyes, he suddenly reacted.
What was he angry about just now?
He was actually angry at the patient for wasting Lance's time?
That’s right, this is actually where Song Ning was more angry.
He didn't honestly express his true thoughts just now, because he himself didn't dare to believe it - the first thing he felt after hearing this story was that he was angry for Lance.
But why is this happening?
Song Ning's gaze fell on Lance again, and the first thing he met was still the man's affectionate blue eyes.
Perhaps he didn't actually hate these eyes. Song Ning tried to suppress some inexplicable dissatisfaction in his heart.
He looked at Lance's face again and again and had to admit one thing.
He really liked Lance's face at first sight, so he was so annoyed when he felt that Lance and Duan Kong were like the same kind of people - the things he liked were similar to the things he hated, how could he not be annoyed by such a discovery?
But Song Ning suddenly came to his senses.
He looked at Lance's stunning face and those affectionate eyes again and again, and suddenly felt that it didn't really matter what kind of person the other person was.
Anyway, no matter whether the other person is good or bad, as long as you act well enough in front of him, it will be fine.
At this point, it seems that the other party has done a good job and is at least ten times stronger than Duan Kong.
Song Ning thought about this and suddenly laughed at himself.
He is just a dying man, why bother about so many things?
Is it really necessary to calm down and find someone who truly loves him? Then he shouldn't have agreed to Jian Qiang's suggestion in the first place.
By the way, Jian Qiang should have already talked to this guy, right?
Song Ning suddenly realized something - Jian Qiang should have already negotiated the contract or something when she contacted this guy, right?
If I did nothing the last time they met, wouldn't I have already lost out?
Song Ning's face suddenly turned dark. As a businessman, he really couldn't accept the possibility that he would suffer a huge loss.
"What's wrong? Don't you like listening to me talk about these things? Why don't we go out for a walk? There's a secret room nearby. Are you interested? There are quite a lot of young people who like to play with these."
Seeing that Song Ning had been quiet for a long time, Lance changed the subject.
The little prince of this world was too wealthy so there was no suitable way to approach his shell at the beginning, so this was also the most unpredictable one of his so far.
Lance had to admit that without the convenience of his identity, he was a little at a loss. After all, he couldn't scan the little prince's mind to know what he was thinking.
But Lance believed that he was very familiar with the little prince's outward emotions. For example, now the little prince raised his eyebrows and moved closer to him, his slightly pale lips slightly opened, which was the little prince's usual action before asking for a kiss.
Wait, you want a kiss?
Lance suddenly became unsure again until he heard the other party speak.
"No, you said that's something only young people like. I think both of us are mature adults."
Song Ning crossed his straight legs, and his eyes looked up and down, revealing an aura of power.
Could it be that Lance didn't even understand what he was saying?
he thinks.
Lance really understood. He understood it too well.
After repeatedly confirming Song Ning's eyes, Lance suddenly thought of a possibility.
Humans seem to have different speeds when it comes to dating and blind dates. Most of those who are in love are young people who believe in feelings and chemistry, and meet the right person at the right time and have a passionate romance.
But Song Ning is not young, he is already in his early thirties. It seems that people like this will quickly skip the grand and passionate ways that only young people can have as long as they feel the conditions are right, and go directly to the tacit understanding of adults to become physical and life partners.
Maybe his little prince thought so too? After all, he and the little prince were blind date this time.
"Then I know a nice hotel nearby, I'll book it?"
Lance quickly calculated the conclusion in half a second and stood up like a gentleman.
Song Ning, who was still a little hesitant, saw him like this and suddenly realized that he was in a difficult situation.
What should I do? Will I regret it?
As soon as the thought came to his mind, he rejected it.
No, I absolutely cannot afford to suffer another loss, and...
His eyes glanced imperceptibly over Lance's straight legs.
Perhaps, not only will he not lose money, he will even make money?
In this case, it's time to discuss a "big deal worth hundreds of millions".