"Mr. Shi, you should know that Qianqian already owes you more than 7 million because of me. Do you think I am taking care of Qianqian, or is Qianqian taking care of me?"
"How much money you owe me is a superficial matter. I only collect debts from people who owe me money."
Having said this, he narrowed his eyes for half a moment, leaned down and got close to Dean Qian, his eyes still as sharp as an eagle:
"Dean Qian, have you ever seen a creditor who is responsible for taking care of those who owe him money?"
"this......"
Dean Qian was speechless for a moment and didn't even know how to answer Shi Jing's question. The reason why he made such a request to Shi Jing just now was because he subconsciously thought that Shi Jing was special to Qian Qian. He didn't think that he saw Qian Qian.
Wrong, but.
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Shi Jing rejected his request so directly. Could it be that for him, Qianqian was really just a creditor-debtor relationship?
But Shi Jing's thin lips curved at this moment, he stood up straight, his hands elegantly touched his suit pockets, and said:
"Get well. What Qianqian needs is you, not me."
"Mr. Shi, I..."
"enough."
Shi Jing's brows furrowed impatiently, and his voice became colder. "You should know that I never have much patience when it comes to things I don't want to discuss."
Dean Qian originally wanted to say something, but when he saw Shi Jing's non-negotiable look, he finally closed his mouth.
At this moment, Qian Qianqian had already called the doctor over. When she pushed the door open and came in, she could still catch the panic in her eyes:
"Doctor, please show it to the director quickly."
She stood aside and stared at the surgeon who came in nervously, her heart beating hard to calm down.
"Well, don't worry. I'll take a look first."
The young doctor smiled and nodded to Qian Qianqian. He walked to Dean Qian and put his stethoscope on the director's chest for inspection for a moment. Then he put the stethoscope back into the pocket of his white coat. He raised his eyes and said, Qian Qianqian.
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"Please rest assured that the patient is not seriously ill. It may be because he just woke up and his condition has not fully recovered."
Hearing what the doctor said, Qian Qianqian's heart relaxed, "Thank you, doctor."
"You're welcome, I'll go out first."
"Okay, you get busy first."
After the doctor left, Qian Qianqian noticed the strange expressions on the faces of Shi Jing and Dean Qian, and her heart suddenly sank. She walked to sit down next to Dean Qian, lowered her voice and said:
"Dean, did Shi Jing bully you while I was away?"
There was a little displeasure in the low-pitched question, which made it even more embarrassing to the dean's ears.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
"Dean, don't cover up for him, he..."
"Qian Qianqian, so what if I'm bullied? Are you going to do something to me?"
Shi Jing's arrogant tone sounded in Qian Qianqian's ears, and at the same time, Qian Qianqian subconsciously closed his mouth.
Shrinking her neck, she lowered her voice and muttered: "Who dares."
"You'd better not dare."
He came a little closer to Qian Qianqian with a threatening tone, and his evil handsome face magnified in front of Qian Qianqian's eyes, which once again made Qian Qianqian's heart beat faster.
This heartbeat must have been caused by being frightened! Qian Qianqian explained to herself in her heart.
Avoiding Shi Jing's eyes, she walked to Dean Qian pretending to be casual and said, "Dean, please lie down and rest for a while."