Zhao Qing's mouth twitched and she bit her lip in fear.
The female receptionist was stunned, thinking she heard wrongly.
"You, you said you asked Mr. He to come down and see you? Do you have an appointment?" Her attitude suddenly became very respectful.
She thought that this person in front of her was such a big shot. After all, he dared to call Mr. He by his name and asked Mr. He to come down to see him.
"No, I'm sorry, we don't have an appointment. Is Mr. He here?" Seeing that Long Hao stopped talking, Zhao Qing responded quickly.
The female receptionist was stunned again, and immediately rolled her eyes and laughed sarcastically: "If you want to see Mr. He, you must make an appointment a week in advance, and you must register with us first. The registration fee is 15,000, and you must pay it first."
Qipang frowned and looked down at Long Hao.
"I, Long Hao, asked him to come down. You can go and inform him. As long as the disease can be cured, money is not an issue."
"My eldest brother asked you to report, are you deaf?" Qi Pang suddenly shouted angrily, his rough voice was like the roar of a wild animal, frightening the receptionist's heart.
The female receptionist felt that these two men were unusually imposing, so she nodded and turned to the counter.
She started talking on the phone, then quickly put the phone down and came over.
But this time, her face was colder and her tone was the same: "You are Long Hao, then are you Zhao Qing?"
Zhao Qing nodded.
The female receptionist snorted coldly: "Humph, Mr. He said that if I don't treat you, please leave immediately. Otherwise, I will ask the security to kick you out!"
"Why don't you treat Zhao Qing? I will pay you as much as you should." Long Hao's brows furrowed even more.
The female receptionist sneered and rolled her eyes: "You can see Mr. He if you want. If I don't want to treat you, it's useless even if you are here. Please leave immediately!"
"As expected, he is a national player from Yuncheng. He is really not something that ordinary people can invite. Qipang, please go up and see if you can invite him down!" Long Hao lit another cigarette with a smile on his face.
When the female receptionist saw Qi Pang turning around and walking inside, she immediately changed her face, turned around and shouted to the security guard at the door: "Come here, someone is barging in and causing trouble, come here."
The two security guards rushed over with fierce expressions, but before they got close to Qi Pang, he grabbed one with one hand and threw them out.
When Zhao Qing saw this, her heart beat wildly. She turned to look at Long Hao and said, "Hey, why don't we go back? The He family has a very hard relationship."
"He charges so much because he wants to make money. Since I said there is no shortage of money, he refuses to treat you after only hearing our names. Don't you think it's strange?" Long Hao turned around and asked.
Zhao Qing bit her lip, lowered her head and whispered softly: "I guess it was my uncle who said hello."
"Oh, Tian Guangji, then he does have this ability. But I have to heal your face today, otherwise I will destroy his benevolent heart!" Long Hao was relieved and chuckled again.
Hearing Long Haofeng calmly say that he wanted to smash Renxintang, Zhao Qing's heart jumped into her throat, and she pinched the corners of her clothes tightly with her small hands. She knew the style of the person next to her, and this was no joke.
The female nurse next to her didn't stop Qipang. After hearing Long Hao's arrogance, she squinted and taunted loudly: "You are really capable of bragging. You are in trouble today, and it is a big deal."
Qi Pang came down within ten minutes of going upstairs, and behind him were an old man wearing a dark blue Tang suit and a young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses.
The old man was He Qi, the founder of Renxintang. At this moment, his face was full of anger and his hands were clenched tightly.
Because after Qi Pang went up just now, he injured four or five security guards in front of He Qi's clinic.
When Zhao Qing looked up and saw the young man next to He Qi, her eyes widened with a surprised expression on her face. She immediately turned sideways and lowered her head nervously.
"Hey, I didn't believe it just now, but I didn't expect that it was really our Yuncheng beauty Zhao Qing. Oh, now she is not a beauty, she is ugly." The young man said with a mocking smile.
He Qi immediately turned to look at the young man and asked, "Mr. Chen, you, do you know this Zhao Qing?"
"Huh, of course I know her. This bitch is ignorant. I didn't mind her asking my family to marry her into my Chen family a few years ago. I didn't expect this idiot to cut her face with a knife and turn into an ugly monster.
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As he spoke, Mr. Chen turned his eyes to Zhao Qing and taunted loudly: "Zhao Qing, you are so ugly, do you deserve to have Mr. He treat you?"
"Do you think it's possible to find a wild man to cause trouble?" The ridicule on Mr. Chen's face became more intense, and he glanced at Long Hao contemptuously.
In fact, he was holding a grudge. Three years ago, he fell in love with Zhao Qing's beauty. Coupled with her uncle's Tian family background, the Chen family was willing to marry her.
But in order to show her determination to reject the marriage, Zhao Qing cut her face with a knife on the day of the engagement.
That day, the Chen family was disgraced. They slammed the door and left in anger. The old man of the Tian family was also very angry.
Tian Yuqin kicked Zhao Qing and her daughter out of the house because they failed to reach the Chen family. From then on, Zhao Qing and her daughter lived in the Xicheng Farmers Market.
At this time, Long Hao stood up, looked at Mr. Chen with burning eyes, and asked in a cold voice: "Did you cause Qing'er's face?"
Mr. Chen looked at Long Hao and chuckled: "Hey, those little eyes are quite scary. Where did you come from? Oh, you are the one who asked this big fat man to go up and beat people, right?"
The big fat man in his mouth is naturally the Seven Fatty who just came up.
Long Hao suddenly smiled and looked at He Qi with angry eyes.
"Put everything else aside and treat your illness first."
He Qi was stunned and immediately shouted angrily: "You injured my man and you still want me to see a doctor. Bah, it's a dream. If you can't give me an explanation today, none of you will be able to leave."
When Young Master Chen saw that Long Hao was ignoring him, he snorted coldly, turned to He Qi and said, "Mr. He, let me deal with this little bastard. Don't get angry."
He has been very weak recently, so he came here early in the morning and wanted to find Mr. He to prescribe some prescriptions for replenishing Yang.
He just heard Zhao Qing's name from above, so he came down to take a look.
Chen Pu, the eldest son of the Chen family has always been a proud person, and he was a little unhappy when he was ignored by Long Hao.
After saying that, Chen Pu took out his cell phone and made a call, deliberately loudly saying: "Why don't you come in quickly and teach me a lesson to these two guys who don't know how to be humble?"
Hearing Chen Pu's words, He Qi became silent. He knew the strength of the Chen family, and he also knew that Chen Pu always brought bodyguards with him when he went out.
Long Hao's eyes fell on Chen Pu's face. He tapped his fingers on the sofa and said softly: "Qifang, throw this guy out."
"How dare you!" Chen Pu immediately glared and shouted angrily.
"Do you know who I am? If any of you dare to touch me today, I will scream... Oh, shit. Ouch, it hurts!"
Before Chen Pu finished speaking, Qipang reached out and grabbed the top of his head. Instantly he felt that his scalp was about to be torn off. He screamed in pain and was dragged out by Qipang.
Whoosh, bang!
There was a muffled sound and a scream from outside, and Qi Fatty turned around and came in.
Seeing this scene, He Qi's expression changed drastically, and he immediately raised his finger and shouted angrily at Long Hao: "You dare to throw Mr. Chen out, boy, you really don't know how to live or die!"
"Treat Qing'er, or we will destroy your medical clinic." Long Hao was still sitting, looking at He Qi with his golden sword.