Chapter 312 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 (XI)
Jian Qiang didn't expect that she would have to work for a whole week.
The only belief that she held on to despite her daily painful struggles was that she had not yet become a matchmaker.
She had already thought it through. Since he was a rare handsome guy and she didn't have the time or energy to "keep him for herself", it would be a good idea to let her senior talk to him.
At least if the deal goes through, I should be able to see him more often in the company, right?
This way she can also benefit from it.
As soon as the overtime work ended this Saturday, Jian Qiang immediately decided to put this matter into place.
"Meet? Sure, where?"
"Me? I can do it."
"Well, then ask him and let him decide."
Lance didn't expect that he had to wait so long for Jane Qiang to contact him.
He had just come out of the gym after a two-hour workout.
"Okay, I'll go open the clinic first."
Finally, Jian Qiang contacted him.
In this way, when they meet, he will know the severity of Song Ning's condition.
Grabbing a fluffy towel from his backpack and wiping his sweat, Lance opened a bottle of water and looked up.
His Adam's apple was slightly wet as he swallowed up and down, and occasionally a few drops slipped through the net and flowed down his neck, but it was a tightly wrapped shirt.
Lance wiped his hair casually, and when he raised his hands, the lines of his waist, back and arms were clearly visible, but they were quickly covered up.
Several fiery glances were cast at them, and then they fought each other in a stalemate.
[What are you looking at, you slut? You're my future top. ]
[Bah, you are the slut. I don't know who exposed half of your butt to seduce a straight guy last time, but you were called a pervert.]
[vocal You slut, you actually stalked me and spied on me? You are the pervert. 】
[It's so funny. The whole world has seen your coquettish look. Why do I need to follow and spy on you? ]
[Go away, you guys, go away, don't bother me and seduce my old top. ]
[Bah, if you really have the guts, just go for it, aren't you afraid that he's a straight man? ]
Crackling.
The silent war ended, and the victorious young man with the flat head slowly walked towards Lance.
As he walked, he deliberately tensed his muscles and filled them with blood - if you come here to work out, you might prefer this, right?
After stuffing the towel and water bottle back into the bag, Lance was about to take his things and leave when he was blocked.
Lance: ?
The guy with the flat head got closer and realized that the man was very tall!
Moreover, his muscles are much more well-trained than his. It wasn't obvious from a distance just now, but now that I see it up close, I realize that this handsome guy's muscles are the kind that are not noticeable from a distance, but when you get closer, you find that after being wet with sweat, the lines are so perfect and smooth that it makes you want to scream!
He even glanced down quickly - what a pity, the handsome guy's bag was blocking his view.
But it doesn't matter!
This is his favorite, and what a great face!
"Is something wrong?"
Lance wondered.
The sound is so nice, it’s too unfair!
The flat-headed boy's legs were almost spread apart. He stuttered for a while, his face flushed red, but he still couldn't utter a word.
The several fiery gazes behind him pierced him like a sieve - a useless thing!
The guy with the flat head cried out in his heart, who is this kind of beauty who is prettier than a celebrity and dares to be so confident to ask the old man for help?
He can't do it anyway!
What's wrong with this human being?
Lance was a little skeptical, and when he glanced at the other person's embarrassed and red face, he suddenly seemed to understand.
"I see. Why didn't you come to see me for nothing?"
Although he plans to close at 5pm every day, if you are sick you should still come during the day and not be afraid to see a doctor.
What's more, he can easily get medicine and write prescriptions during the day.
"Ah, ah?"
The flat-headed guy was confused, but he subconsciously went along with it.
"I don't know during the day. I'm sorry."
Anyway, it’s definitely not like he doesn’t know about this handsome guy!
But what does this mean? What does it mean to go to see him during the day?
The flat-headed guy was thinking about it, and suddenly looked at him with a look of heartache and resentment as if he were a scumbag.
Could it be that this super handsome guy is a rotten cabbage who doesn't love himself?
What about during the day?
How could there be such a self-loathing cabbage Bodhisattva in this world!
"...I still hope you can come to me during the day. The night is my private time."
Lance sighed, this was something about humans that the system was not used to.
He cannot distinguish between public and private, acts arbitrarily and does not abide by the rules.
But since the patients came to him, he would not refuse.
Lance motioned for the other man to sit down and placed the bag in front of him.
"Put your hands up."
"Huh? Oh, oh."
The guy with the flat head obediently put his wrist over and felt so excited.
Just do it? That's too straightforward. Actually, he is a little shy. After all, he has been a little...
The jealous gaze coming from behind almost roasted the flat-headed guy.
Although he was under a lot of pressure, he was in pain and happy. Who made those slutty chicks only dare to talk slutty but not really do it?
He deserves it!
He thought happily in his heart, looking at the handsome man with seductive eyes as he reached out his hand to him.
Then I took his pulse.
Took a pulse?
"It's only been three months since I've had hemorrhoids. It's not serious."
Lance only held his hand for two seconds before withdrawing it.
"Lift your anus every day, drink more water and eat light food to ensure smooth bowel movements. If you are in a hurry to get cured, come to my clinic tomorrow and make an appointment. I will prescribe a prescription for you to take for a week."
After he finished speaking, he looked at the other person calmly again.
"But you can't have sex during this period. If you have a boyfriend, remember to tell him and be patient for a while."
“Ah, ah? Ah???”
The charming eyes turned into dead fish eyes.
The flat-headed guy looked confused, then suddenly jumped up as if his butt was burned and his voice rose an octave.
"You, you are a Chinese medicine doctor?"
Did you also see that he just had hemorrhoids?
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly covered his mouth, breathing rapidly, and his eyes were distracted and looking around in frustration.
All eyes were focused on him.
The most obvious thing was that they felt the same shock and fear as him.
"Didn't you come to see me because you knew this?"
Lance was more confused than him.
The flat-headed guy was on the verge of collapse and had no tears to cry.
At this time, should he admit that he was here to seduce someone?
He has been found to have hemorrhoids, but he still admits it! He can't afford to lose face!
Tears flowed like a river in his heart, and the smile on his face was uglier than crying.
"I-I thought you were a Western doctor."
Lance: ...
No matter how dumb he was, he could see that something was wrong.
"If I remember correctly, the words 'Traditional Chinese Medicine' written on the plaque of my clinic were quite large."
But since he was not a patient coming to see a doctor, he didn't need to waste his time on him.
"I'll leave if it's okay."
He grabbed his backpack and left ruthlessly under the fearful looks of Fang Qiaodou Madai and Yuerkangshou.
I don't know when Jian Qiang will arrange for him to meet the little prince. Dealing with other humans is really boring.
Lance thought.