Chapter 2 There is a strong sense of calling in my heart
She frowned and looked at the old man's face, feeling a little confused.
Then he thought of something, and his porcelain-white face suddenly turned red!
Seriously and considerately, I helped the doctor open the ambulance door.
How old are we, and we still need to make some excuses like "I promise you a life-saving favor"!
Being disrespectful to the elderly is disrespectful to the elderly!!
But soon, Wen Yang heard the sound of him being slapped in the face.
The old man was worried that the little girl was gone, so he shouted with all his strength, "But the lower body is always numb and I can't feel anything! My little benefactor, can you please take a look at my grandson?"
Wen Yang: "..."
She glanced at the gloomy sky and twitched the corners of her lips speechlessly.
Is the Evil Sword Fairy coming? Destroy it.
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Imperial Capital Fengjia Hospital.
When Feng Lingche rushed to the VIP ward on the top floor of the hospital with a wheelchair, the old man was in a mood and refused to infuse for any reason.
At this moment, the doctor was so anxious that he almost cried. When he saw him coming, he almost wanted to kneel down and take a bite. He said with a sad face, "Master, you are finally here. This old man is..."
Feng Lingche frowned visibly, his dark and cold eyes fell on the ward, and he faintly uttered, "What happened?"
Just as the doctor was about to speak, the old man lying on the hospital bed heard the noise and jumped up in a sit-up, "Ache, you are here, come in quickly, grandpa has something to tell you!"
Feng Lingche tilted his head calmly, his dark gaze focused on the old man, "If you don't complete the task assigned by the doctor, just leave the words to the King of Hell."
When the old man heard this, he immediately curled his lips and said, "You brat, you always use these words to scare me. I'm tired of hearing them."
But I have to say that Feng Lingche's words were very effective, or in other words, his presence here was worth a thousand words. The old man finally stopped resisting the little nurse who was giving her nutrient solution.
After all the doctors and other doctors had finished their work and left, Feng Lingche was pushed in by assistant Jiang Ci.
As soon as he opened his mouth, he said directly, "You want me to find that female Chinese medicine doctor?"
After receiving news from the hospital that the old man fell ill at the gate of the manor, he saw the woman through the surveillance video sent by his subordinates.
She was wearing a white cheongsam embroidered with Manzhu Shahua. She had beautiful facial features and a calm temperament. Her acupuncture technique was very fast, and the whole set of movements was indescribably neat.
But when he thought of the last part of the surveillance video, which showed the woman turning around and smiling at the camera, Feng Lingche suddenly felt strange in her heart.
Her eyes seemed to meet his briefly...
The old man was surprised for a moment, as if he remembered something, and he happily grabbed Feng Lingche's hand, which was as cold as ice, "My dear grandson, how did you know? Did my little benefactor listen to my words and contact you?
?"
Hehe, he knew it was right to give his grandson’s business card to his benefactor.
Feng Lingche felt anxious in his heart, and withdrew his hand, rubbing his eyebrows with a headache, "How many times have I told you not to give my contact information to outsiders casually."
The old man had an "I don't care, I want it" look on his face. He took out his smartphone from his little flower waistcoat and clicked a few times quickly, "Hey~ How can my little benefactor be considered an outsider? At that time, I asked Dr. Hao to secretly take a photo.
I’ll send you the video!”
"The little girl is juicy, beautiful and sweet, and she is also proficient in medical skills. What's the saying on the Internet? She is really loved by everyone, and she has a flat tire every time she sees her."
The old man’s old face was filled with smiles. The little benefactor looked as beautiful as a fairy no matter from which angle he looked at it. He liked it so much!
The phone dinged in his pocket, and Feng Lingche reluctantly cooperated with him and took it out to take a look.
Jiang Ci, who was standing behind him, saw Wen Yang for the first time. He couldn't control his emotions and blurted out "fuck".
Whose fairy tale book was not closed properly and the fairy ran out?
The more Jiang Ci looked at it, the more magical it became.
It was obvious that the little fairy's facial features were pure and elegant, and her temperament was so cold that it was almost inhumane, but for no reason, it just made him feel amazing, as beautiful as a newborn rose, and as refreshing as a gardenia.
Her beautiful long hair is tied into a Chinese-style low ponytail, with two tasseled ancient-style ebony hairpins inserted sideways, giving her a charming and fairy-like feel.
The next second, the little fairy took out a piece of strawberry cake from her bag and stuffed it into her mouth. Her snow cheeks were bulging, and she looked like she was chewing something seriously, like some kind of soft and cute little animal.
"Puch——"
The video just ended, and Jiang Ci's laughter appeared abrupt and clear in the ward.
Feng Lingche looked towards him, her thin lips curved in a cold and dangerous arc, "Do you want to send it to you, so I can keep it for you to read when you get home at night?"
Jiang Ci was so frightened that his legs went weak, and he quickly waved his hand to refuse. Then he suddenly remembered something, slapped his forehead and said, "By the way, sir, isn't the movie "Peach Blossom" you recently invested in missing a female lead role to play a fairy?
I think the little benefactor is good!"
In his opinion, she is 10,000 times more beautiful than those heavily made-up spice jars in the entertainment industry!
No, no, no, it’s tens of millions of times!
"Yes! That's it!" The old man echoed from the side, "Isn't your entertainment company specializing in cultivating actresses? When you find your little benefactor and let her heal your leg, sign her into the company! What will happen then?
From quarterly magazines around the world to catwalks by fashionistas, we arrange them all for her!"
Feng Lingche: "..."
Does he use international resources as buying Chinese cabbage?
Seeing Feng Lingche being silent, the old man thought it was because he had raised his leg that made him unhappy, and a flash of regret flashed in his eyes.
But then he thought of the superb medical skills of his little benefactor, and he suddenly felt confident again. He smiled and patted Feng Lingche on the back to comfort him, "Don't worry, dear grandson, this leg will definitely get better! I will post the missing person tomorrow."
Please find a benefactor to ensure that your illness is cured!"
When he mentioned his legs, a thick black cloud slowly gathered between Feng Lingche's eyebrows. He took out his cigarette irritably, shook out one and held it in the corner of his mouth. He suddenly remembered that this was the old man's ward, and gave up.
His legs suddenly became unable to stand up after a car accident when he was 9 years old. His body also changed at that time and became extremely cold. No matter what method he used, he could not dispel the coldness.
But after seeing the results of various examinations, the doctor told his family that there was nothing wrong.
In the end, the Feng family spent a lot of money to find an expert hermit, and finally figured out that he was destined to have this cause and effect, and he had to wait until a specific person appeared to have a chance to resolve the disease.
Feng Lingche didn't know when the master's so-called "certain person" would appear. He only knew that even though he took various expensive supplements and hired a group of people to do rehabilitation training for him every day, in addition to improving his leg lines,
There is no effect except maintaining a level that is more perfect than normal.
As everyone in the imperial capital, the Feng family has power all over the world. They have called in countless famous doctors, but they have failed to cure Feng Lingche's chronic illness. Naturally, he has no hope for this young girl who looks like she has just grown up.
But looking at the old man's hopeful eyes, Feng Lingche couldn't bear to brush off his good intentions.
Forget it, just find someone to come and take a look, it won’t waste too much time.
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After coming out of the hospital, Feng Lingche wanted to go back to the company directly, but for some reason, he felt a strong calling in his heart. Finally, he gave the driver directions, "Go to Rose Manor."