Half turning his head, Ling Shu glared at Feilun from the corner of his eye.!
Feilun, however, didn't care and said calmly: "I'm just helping you see a doctor!" As he said that, he pulled Ling Shu over slightly and touched her wrist pulse.
Ling Shu was immobilized by a tack, and his pulse condition was naturally different from that of ordinary patients. Fortunately, the tack was pierced by Feilun himself, so he was very familiar with the subtle changes in the human body's pulse condition.
After a while, Feilun took Ling Shu's pulse and said in surprise: "Your pulse is very strange. Is it possible that your body is allergic to something, which is why the high fever persists?"
When Ling Shu heard this, her eyes widened immediately, because she was indeed allergic to some special pollen, and she would cough and have fever if she inhaled it. How did Feilun know about this? Could it be that she really felt her pulse?
of?
However, when Ling Shu thought about it, believing in Feilun's pulse was not as good as believing that a sow could climb a tree. Because she knew Feilun's resume very well. He had a degree from Harvard Medical School. Traditional Chinese medicine would not be taught in American medical schools, right?
Even if you teach, you won’t be able to teach Chinese medicine that is so accurate and miraculous in taking pulses, right?
Feilun seemed to have guessed what Ling Shu was thinking, and said with a smile: "I believe you should be aware of your allergies, and you must be careful to avoid allergies at all times, but this kind of thing still happens, haven't you thought about the reason?
?”
When Ling Shu heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
However, Feilun didn't care much about her expression and said to himself: "Since your fever is caused by allergies, the fever has gone away and the pulse is stable, so there is no need for injections and medicine. I will give it later.
I’ve got a recipe for you, as long as you insist on taking it for three months, I guarantee that your allergic constitution will no longer be allergic.”
When Ling Shu heard this, her beautiful eyes widened with disbelief, as if to say: "It's not your fault for bragging, but it's your fault if you brag on me!"
Feilun didn't bother to explain anything to her, and continued to talk to himself: "It's up to you whether you take the medicine or not. In short, if I want to punish you, I won't have to save your life in the intensive observation room that day." After that, he wrote on the paper.
He scribbled the square on it, then casually pulled out the tack on the side of Ling Shu's neck and covered her face with the square.
Ling Shu was offended by Feilun's behavior of treating her like a dead person. He sat up suddenly and soon realized that he could move. He tore the newspaper from his mouth on the spot and planned to yell. He never thought that Feilun didn't even have the tail of his eyes.
He glanced at her and walked straight to the door, forcing her words back into his stomach.
When Feilun reached out to pull the doorknob, Ling Shu, whose face was gloomy and uncertain, finally showed signs of softening and said softly: "Alan, I, I want to be discharged from the hospital!"
Feilun stopped, turned the doorknob and said without looking back: "If you want to be discharged from the hospital, tell the doctor, why are you looking for me?"
Ling Shu was furious and was about to make some unreasonable remarks, but when she heard a "bang", Feilun had already opened the door and walked out.
"Dead Failun, stinky Failun..." Ling Shu beat the pillow a few times like a little girl venting her anger. Just as she was about to throw it out, she suddenly heard the sound of the doorknob turning. She was so frightened that she quickly put the pillow down.
Go back to your original position, lie down and pretend to sleep.
As soon as the door opened, it was Yingzi who crept into the ward. Seeing Ling Shu "sleeping", she looked around and then wondered: "It's strange. Didn't the master say he had written a prescription? Why?"
Gone?"
When Ling Shu heard this, she fumbled around in the blanket with her hands, only to find that the prescription prescribed by Feilun had been hidden under her buttocks at some point.
This time, she had no choice but to pretend to be asleep even more, not daring to move at all.
Fearon left the hospital and was about to drive home to continue studying star boxing when the phone rang.
It turned out that it was Lei Tiandong who called, saying that he had contacted Lei Songde and planned to ask him to discuss releasing an album.
"Okay, you can ask Lei Songde to come, and I will bring the lawyer with me. We can sign the contract together when the negotiation is completed." Feilun said, "As for the meeting place, we will make an appointment at the Western Restaurant of the Grand Hyatt Hotel.
Okay, seven o'clock sharp, O"
"Of course there's no problem with that. I'll let Lei Songde arrive on time." Lei Tiandong readily agreed.
After hanging up the phone from Lei Tiandong, Feilun turned around and called Wilson.
The phone was picked up quickly, and Wilson's unique Cockney accent came from the other end: "Boss, what's such a coincidence? If you had called half a minute later, I wouldn't have called you."
Feilun raised his eyebrows when he heard this and said, "Oh? Is there something wrong?"
"It's a matter of spending money..."
"Let's talk about it!" Fearon said calmly. He believed that Wilson would not dare to approach him so rashly because it was purely about spending money.
"Jason Automobile Company, boss, you should have heard of it, right?" Wilson said cautiously.
"I've heard a little bit that it's a company that specializes in high-performance telekinetic sports cars, right?" Fearon said indifferently, "What's wrong with it?"
"This car company changed hands several times. In 1998, they planned to revive it and launched a new sports car called SVB at the British International Motor Show, priced at 40,000 pounds. At that time, they also obtained 300 units
orders, but due to production capacity reasons, they have only completed the production of 20 cars so far. According to the news I heard, the company can no longer operate.”!
Fearon said coldly: "What does this have to do with me?"
"Boss, you like sports cars so much, don't you want a car company to work for you alone?" Wilson tempted.
Feilun smiled lightly and said, "Is this necessary?"
"Isn't it necessary?" Wilson asked.
"Even if I need to fully own a car company, there is no need to buy a company that is dying, right?" Phelan curled his lips and said, "At the worst, I can spend more money and buy a car company with good operating conditions."
Wilson sweated furiously after hearing this. He knew very well that Phelan had the financial resources, but he still tried his best to dissuade him: "Boss, if that happens, we will waste a lot of unnecessary money!"
"How much more can it cost?" Fearon said nonchalantly, "I'm curious about what prompted you to fully recommend this Jason Motors company to me."
"Hehe, boss, don't you always tell me that Chinese people value favors, and there is nothing more important than human resources?" The reason why Feilun made a high-profile recommendation was because he wanted Feilun to see through him, "My brother-in-law is currently
He's Jason's CEO and he's been in a lot of trouble lately, so I wanted to help him."
Feilun sneered and said: "It's no problem if you want to help your brother-in-law. In recent years, you have made a lot of money following me. It should be enough to buy this company, right? Why bother looking for me?"
When Wilson on the other end of the phone heard this, he was stunned: "Boss, this..."
"Okay, okay, if you have any questions, we can talk about it later during dinner." Fearon was too lazy to chatter anymore, "At seven o'clock in the evening, I have a small contract to negotiate at the Grand Hyatt Hotel. Please arrive on time!"
"Okay, I will be there on time."
Fearon immediately hung up the phone, drove back to the Repulse Bay Villa to pick up Rao Zhirou, and then they rushed to the Grand Hyatt Hotel together.
When we arrived at the hotel, it was just after six o'clock, and Feilun took Rao Zhirou to sit in the coffee shop.
Rao Zhirou was as casual as going to a bar, but when she saw the meal menu, she suddenly became embarrassed: "Brother Fei, the things here are too expensive, let's go!"
Feilun said with a smile: "This is normal. Grand Hyatt's consumption is naturally not cheap. As for paying the bill, don't worry about it!"
Rao Zhirou then cautiously ordered a cup of the cheapest coffee. When Feilun saw it, she felt somewhat amused, but he couldn't bear to scold her. After all, this girl was saving money for him and thinking about him. So when wmUter asked him what he wanted,
Feilun helped Rao Zhirou order an extra portion of Grand Hyatt Cafe's signature dessert.
Since it is a signature dessert, the price is naturally as high as the signature. When Rao Zhirou looked at the meal order just now, she noticed the price of the dessert at first glance - nine hundred and ninety-eight. So when Fei Lun ordered this for her, she immediately ate it.
Blocking Wmiter's view when ordering, he leaned closer to Fei Lun and whispered: "Brother Fei, you ate too much. I'm afraid it will be rude if I can't eat it when I wait for the main meal."
Feilun waved his hand and said: "It's okay. I've seen this signature dessert before. It's just two fingers wide and two fingers long. It's not enough to fit between your teeth. I just want to eat it fresh. Don't worry!"
Rao Zhirou was still waiting to speak, hoping to stop Fei Lun from ordering something so expensive and rare. Unexpectedly, a female voice intervened and said angrily: "You've only seen Junyue's signature dessert, but you won't be able to enjoy it after eating it."
!Diaoyou~~My Rourou, I didn’t expect that after all these years, your taste has not changed, you just like to find some sour food to enjoy!"
Feilun listened to the female voice behind his ears and didn't even turn his head. He only glanced at Rao Zhirou, who was glaring behind him with disgust on his face, and then said to wmUter: "Waiter, when did the atmosphere in this Grand Hyatt Cafe change?"
Are you making so much noise?"
Waiter is of course more discerning than the woman behind Feilun. In his eyes, Feilun, who is wearing a DG handmade suit, is definitely a top financial backer. He will naturally go to report the demands of such a person as soon as possible.
The cafe manager.
Seeing that Feilun was completely ignoring her, the woman immediately walked around the table and sneered at Feilun face to face: "You are so poor, it's better not to have Rourou's ideas. Mr. Lei has been staring at Rourou for a long time.
Already."
Feilun barely managed to keep his face straight and almost laughed out loud.
There was no other reason. The eccentric woman was just as he thought. She was over thirty years old. What made people laugh even more was that such a noisy woman who didn't look very good and was obviously running around actually wore smoky makeup.
Although Phelan is not too fond of smoky makeup, he must admit that this kind of makeup still has its own unique appeal at certain times. On the contrary, this more special makeup is not suitable for all women, such as the one in front of you.
Noisy girl. She is not putting on makeup at all. She is just tracing a giant panda, and it is a giant panda that walks completely upright.
Feilun, who barely held back his laughter, looked around at the pair of panda eyes and said indifferently: "I wonder, madam, the Mr. Lei you are talking about is..."