But if you want Jiang Lan back now, it will be a rebellion.

Lu Jingchi did not say a word and read the diagnosis again.

After a while, he put the diagnosis back into the file bag and looked at Lin Zheng again, "What do you think of the doctor?"

Lin Zheng shook his head: "The doctor can't tell me why, so what should I do now?"

Lu Jingchi looked at the heavy rain outside, his face was unclear, and the hospital was noisy, but the sound of rain was even louder than the noise inside.

Lin Zheng sneaked into his face, but he could not see anything except a gloomy.

I don’t know how long he stood there before he walked out.

Lin Zheng immediately opened the umbrella, held it above his head, and followed it to the parking lot.

The master who practiced the door here also came. Seeing that he was kicked into such a door, he couldn't help but be amazed.

"Your lock is completely broken. If you can't repair it well, you can only change the lock."

Feng Qin leaned against the door, looked at the big footprints on the lock, cursed Xiao Fan in his heart, but said, "Then change the lock."

Master of the repair sect: "I didn't bring a lock. Do you think you bought it yourself and I will change it for you, or will I go back and get the lock to help you change it?"

Feng Qin didn't want to be troubled, so he waved his hand, "You just go and get the lock to change it, I'm too lazy to mess with it."

"Then I'll go back and get it now, just like this brand?"

"Well, how much?"

"Twenty-eight thousand."

"Two..." Feng Qin almost broke the defense. He didn't expect that the lock was so expensive. He would definitely not take 28,000 seriously before he changed it. The key is that he is now a pauper!

"What's wrong? I still have cheap ones, do you want them?"

The master was also very depressed. He couldn't even get 28,000 living in such a good community.

Feng Qin asked: "How much is the cheapest lock?"

"One thousand two thousand, of course there is also the kind of key lock, which is cheaper, more than two hundred."

Feng Qin thought for a while and then looked back at Jiang Lan who was picking snacks in the room. He thought for a while, "Then it's two hundred."

He has to save some money now, after all, there is still someone to raise.

"good."

The master didn't say anything more, took his own tools and walked out.

If it weren't for fear that Jiang Lan would run out by himself, Feng Qin wouldn't want to practice this sect.

After the master left, the person sent by Feng Yu to deliver the money also arrived.

The man was wearing a suit and leather lace and gold-framed glasses. He held a black umbrella in one hand and took out a kraft paper bag from his arms with the other.

"Second Young Master, this is what the eldest Young Master asked me to send. He asked me to tell you to save some flowers."

Feng Qin took the cowhide bag, opened it and looked at it, and said, "This is not much, why can I save money?"

The man smiled, "Anyway, I have brought it, the second young master, I will say goodbye first."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left with the dripping umbrella.

Feng Qin closed the door, held it with a stool, took the cowhide bag and returned to the sofa, took out the money inside and counted it.

fifty thousand.

It's OK, it should take a month.

Jiang Lan held the potato chips in his arms and came over to stare at the money in his hand.

Feng Qin shook the banknotes in his hand and smiled and said, "This is the money to buy you food. If you want to eat, tell me what you want, I'll buy it for you."

He said that Jiang Lan had potato chips stuffed in his mouth, and his eyes were curved with smiles, as if he had seen a lot of snacks.

Feng Qin frowned, "You eat less. You just finished eating. You have eaten so much. Eating too much of these snacks is not good for your health."

Jiang Lan immediately put the snack household in his arms, looking reluctant.
Chapter completed!