Chapter 343 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 (Part 42)
"You really shocked me at that time," Song Ning raised his head slightly to let Lance tie his tie, his eyes looking very excited, "But how did you know that I was worried that I would not live long?"
"Because you never sleep well."
Lance said succinctly, "My treatment and care are very good. If you still can't rest well, then it can only be a psychological problem."
"All right."
He took a step back and took a look, feeling quite satisfied with his results.
Even though Song Ning is over 30 years old when he wears a suit and tie, you can't tell that he is already this age. Lance feels very accomplished about this.
After all, it was he who brought the person back to life bit by bit, and it could be said that it took him a lot of effort.
The pure white suit is simple and classic, showing off Song Ning's good figure. The gold cuffs on the cuffs are a gift from Lance to Song Ning this year. The price is not high, but the exquisite design matches Song Ning's eyes very well.
His little prince looked particularly handsome today, and Lance blinked rapidly several times.
"You really won't go with me?"
Song Ning had already gotten used to the fact that Lance was often fascinated by him, but he was still troubled by another thing.
"If you go with me, not many people will bother you. It's actually quite nice to go there and have some fun."
"No, it's too much trouble to deal with them."
Lance had a headache thinking about it, "Do you remember the person who hid under the banquet table for two hours before coming out?"
The incident was still vivid in his mind. Lance really didn't expect that in a meeting like that, someone would suddenly appear from under the table and hold his thigh to seek medical treatment.
It really shocked me. I never thought that human beings could be so shameless.
Song Ning laughed when he thought about it.
"Okay, then you wait for me at home."
He reached out and grabbed Lance's home shirt collar, leaning in for a kiss.
Lance naturally put his arm around his waist and deepened the kiss, until Jane Qiang, who was going to attend the event with her fiery red lips, couldn't wait to come in and interrupted the scene.
"I'm leaving."
"Well, come back soon."
After getting in the car, Jian Qiang couldn't help but complain about her senior.
"Senior, aren't you and Dr. Lan a little too far-fetched?"
"Ok?"
Song Ning expressed doubt with his eyes.
What was so outrageous about him and Lance?
Isn't it that everywhere is made in heaven, perfect and suitable?
Jian Qiang couldn't help but roll her eyes and mutter something to complain.
"Most young couples get over the honeymoon period in three months. How come a year has passed between you and Dr. Lan and you haven't gotten over that period yet? Not only are you getting closer and closer every day?"
Let’s hear what Dr. Lan said to the senior before he went out.
come back earlier.
My goodness, she would never dare to think of such a thing in her dreams, that someone would send her off at the door and say such clingy words.
Speaking of which, isn’t Dr. Lan a little too love-minded?
A slight smile appeared on Song Ning's lips.
"Why, are you envious?"
"forget it."
Jian Qiang raised her hands in surrender.
Tonight, Song Ning and Jian Qiang attended a semi-industry exchange banquet sponsored by the new technology industry. Although the format was relatively informal, everyone present was an industry elite, so Song Ning's side was almost surrounded by people.
Who doesn’t know Song Ning’s identity?
Not to mention that by communicating with Song Ning, you might be able to get one or two forward-looking information about the future. Even if you don’t get it, wouldn’t it be great if your idea was noticed by Song Ning and received angel investment?
Some people want to curry favor with others while others dislike Song Ning.
The upstart in the past two years, Chang Xinyi, was looking at Song Ning with contempt from a distance across the crowd, and there were several people around him flattering him.
"This Song Ning is just so-so. Isn't it just that he is a little older than me and has a little advantage? His level is just so-so. I don't know why everyone has to lick him."
Chang Xinyi's tone was sour as he spoke. He had just been in the financial newspaper last week and thought he would be the focus of everyone's attention this time, but he didn't expect that Song Ning would steal the limelight again.
People around him complimented him.
"Yes, Mr. Chang, you are more capable. We haven't met many upstarts like you in recent years."
The main reason is that they can't reach a higher level.
For someone like Song Ning, the gap is even greater.
Chang Xinyi snorted, his tone full of pride and regret.
"It's OK. I still have more room to grow. Unlike some people who are only 30 years old and already living off their past achievements, I haven't heard of any moves he has made in the past two years."
"No, but there seemed to be news rumors that he was sick and went to get treatment."
"sick?"
Chang Xin took a quick look at Song Ning, who was brimming with youth and beauty. He looked even younger than himself, who was only 27 or 28 years old. "How can he look like he's ever been sick? He's just trying to hype things up. I guess he has nothing else to hype up, so he just spreads these messy rumors. It's a pity he could think of that."
"That's right."
"That's right, Mr. Chang, you understand better."
"Pfft, there really are frogs in the well everywhere."
As the three were talking, someone nearby couldn't help but sneer. Chang Xinyi became furious and turned around to look at a stranger who was younger than him and whom he didn't recognize.
Chang Xinyi narrowed his eyes quickly, his tone full of oppression.
"Who are you to not only eavesdrop here, but also speak nonsense?"
Yan Qi smiled.
"I eavesdropped? Why don't you ask the others if your voices are too loud? If you insist on daydreaming, just go to a corner and be quiet. And what did I say that was outrageous?"
"you!"
The looks from all around were indeed different from what Chang Xin had expected. He became annoyed and looked at Yan Qi with an unfriendly look.
"You know what you said, and who do you think you are? I don't remember a person like you being on the invitation list."
Yan Qi was happy.
"Oh, so you memorized the entire list? You're not trying to recognize them one by one, for fear that you might offend the wrong person?"
Chang Xin froze.
This is exactly what was said.
Yan Qi couldn't help but burst into laughter, "I'm sorry, I'm really not a big shot, you offended me, but to be honest it's nothing."
A dark light flashed in Chang Xin's eyes and he immediately raised his head.
"Just be self-aware. Why don't you apologize to me right away?"
Yan Qi raised his eyebrows and waved behind him.
"But I didn't say you can afford to offend the people behind me, right, Mr. Song?"
Mr. Song? Which Mr. Song?
Chang Xinyi noticed that the eyes from all directions suddenly became sympathetic, and he turned around slowly with a stiff face.
Who else could it be if the person in white clothes walking towards him leisurely is not Song Ning?
Song Ning glanced at Yan Qi and nodded politely.
Chang Xin's face turned pale, and just as he was about to say something, Yan Qi quickly took the initiative.
"Oh, by the way, let me introduce myself first, just in case. I'm not a big shot, but my good friend happens to be Dr. Lanslan, the lover of Mr. Song, the one who pretended to be sick to hype himself up."
As soon as he finished speaking, several people rushed up and surrounded him.
"Are you a friend of Dr. Lan? Could you help me contact Dr. Lan?"
In an instant, Yan Qi was surrounded and disappeared.
Only now did he suddenly remember that Lance had once warned him not to mention his knowledge of Lance in front of others.
...Is this the outcome?