A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Chapter 1320 The Most Powerful Threat



Chapter 1320 The Most Powerful Threat

"Haha..." Seventeen thought of Qi Yao's heartfelt words before, and was very happy again.

Qi Yao lowered his eyes to look at her, then turned around and walked to the desk, tapping his hands lightly on the surface. He said seriously, "Starting today, I have to formulate several diet plans for you. Everything is for the children."

"..." Seventeen couldn't laugh anymore. With a sullen face, he whispered, "I think when it comes to children, we should just let nature take its course. That way the chances of success are higher. Qi Yaojun, what do you think?"

Qi Yao looked at Shiqi calmly, his eyes floating across her face, and then he walked out of the office.

"You can let it go, Dean. I'm busy there, so I'll leave first."

Seventeen nodded and said goodbye in a friendly manner, "Let's have lunch together at noon."

Qi Yao stopped and said, "We'll talk about it when the time comes." How many times had she stood him up?

As for having dinner, they still have to get off work at the same time to be sure. The word "appointment" is of no use to them.

At noon, Shiqi was waiting in Qiyao's office in advance and went to a restaurant outside the hospital to eat. During the whole meal, Qiyao was looking up information and he simply responded to everything Shiqi said.

After dinner, he returned to the hospital. Usually, when he returned to the hospital so early, Qi Yao would rest in Shiqi's office, lie down for a while and then go to his place when it was time to go to work. But today, Qi Yao was still holding the computer, staring at it with a focused expression.

Seventeen took a look and thought, okay, he was preparing to regulate her body and doing his homework as a future father. Seventeen went straight to take a nap.

In the afternoon, Qi Yao received an old friend. Qi Yao sat in the office chair and looked up at the person brought in by the young nurse and was stunned.

The young nurse whispered, "Doctor Qi, this young lady came here because she admired your reputation."

Qi Yao was surprised for a moment before coming to his senses. He stood up and shook hands with Zhou Lan'er who came in, trying his best to be polite.

"Miss Zhou, is that so?" Qi Yao asked with a smile.

Zhou Lan'er nodded, then sat down and looked at Qi Yao, carefully examining his face. "I've seen him a few times before, but I never looked closely. Now that I look closely, he really does look like the same person."

Qi Yao still smiled gently, "I know who Miss Zhou is talking about. He's my wife's ex-husband, and Miss Zhou's brother, right?"

"Yes, you do look a lot like my brother." Zhou Lan'er replied, picking up a hospital flyer and flipping through it casually, chuckling. "I heard you're Chinese and Korean?"

Qi Yao remained noncommittal. "I didn't expect Miss Zhou to be so interested in Qi's affairs..."

"Qi Yao, is there really such a person in the world?" Zhou Lan'er suddenly leaned forward, her eyes fixed on Qi Yao. "I should be able to find out about your background, if such a person really exists, right?"

Qi Yao still smiled calmly, "Of course I can find it. What did you want to consult today, Miss Zhou? Our hospital recently launched..."

"Doctor Qi, do you think my face is not perfect enough? Then what other adjustments do you think my face should undergo?" Zhou Lan'er asked with a forced smile.

Qi Yao was holding a perfectly proportioned figure and speaking in a rigid manner. Zhou Lan'er suddenly laughed out loud, "It turns out that Doctor Qi knows me so well that he can tell so accurately without even looking at my face closely."

Qi Yao paused and looked at Zhou Lan'er. "Since Zhou Lan'er isn't here to consult about cosmetic surgery, I can't entertain her any longer."

"Kicking them away?" Zhou Lan'er stood up and walked elegantly and casually around the office. "Are you angry out of shame?"

Qi Yao didn't answer, but leaned back in his chair and suddenly asked a question that had nothing to do with work, "Ms. Zhou, did you come to see me specifically because I married your former sister-in-law?"

Zhou Lan'er looked at the advertising stars on the wall and didn't answer Qi Yao's question. After staring at the advertising stars for a long time, Zhou Lan'er turned around and asked Qi Yao.

"We've met before and we're very familiar with each other!" Zhou Lan'er looked straight into Qi Yao's eyes. "You give me a very, very familiar feeling."

Qi Yao laughed, "Your brother..."

"No! There's someone else." Zhou Lan'er said again.

Qi Yao spread his hands, smiled, and shook his head. "Miss Zhou, I'm sorry I can't joke with you during work hours. How about this, after get off work, I'll bring my wife, and the three of us can meet up somewhere to catch up and chat?"

Zhou Lan'er shook her head and sat back down. "Forget it. I'm not stupid. I can't see through your perfunctory approach. Doctor Qi, how is the scar repair surgery at your hospital?"

"Scar repair?" Qi Yao was slightly startled. "Could it be that Miss Zhou has this problem?"

"For scars left by the most serious injuries, what percentage can your hospital's reconstructive surgery restore?" Zhou Lan'er asked again.

"Well, it depends on the severity and the area of ​​the injury..."

Qi Yao hadn't finished speaking when Zhou Lan'er sat sideways and looked towards the office door. "What about his situation?"

Qi Yao raised his eyes and saw a man in black casual clothes and a black baseball cap standing at the door. Qi Yao's pupils contracted violently almost the moment he raised his eyes, and a strong bad premonition instantly swept through his heart.

The man outside pushed open the half-open office door and walked in. His baseball cap was pulled down low, and his face was not visible at all. He walked in, approached step by step, and stopped in front of the desk with a dead silence and gloomy atmosphere.

Zhou Lan'er's arrogant and disdainful look just a moment ago turned into distress and sadness when the man in black approached. She reached out and held his hand tightly, then pushed his sleeve open little by little.

The skin and muscles of the entire arm looked like chunks of flesh had been gouged out by a knife. No, it was an even more brutal tearing and digging!

It couldn't be considered an arm, it was just bones without flesh and blood, and the protruding muscles looked like they were burned.

scar?

No, scar is no match for such a shocking injury!

Zhou Lan'er took a deep breath and said, "Scars like this are all over my friend's body. How much can Doctor Qi help him recover?"

Qi Yao sat in shock, staring at the ugly and frightening arm, his heart deeply shaken. Who this person was, the answer was self-evident.

He's back! He's actually back!

How could he possibly have such a one in ten thousand chance of survival?

Qi Yao forced himself to remain calm, cleared his throat, and asked in surprise, "Is this condition affecting a large area of ​​your body?" After Zhou Lan'er nodded, he added with difficulty, "This... our hospital may not be able to do anything..."

"Is it that Dr. Qi can't do anything or that your hospital can't do anything?" Zhou Lan'er quickly followed up.

Qi Yao raised his eyes, and Zhou Lan'er sneered, "If Doctor Qi can't confirm, then I have no choice but to go to your dean. I think my friend will be very willing to help, and perhaps even give her all."

"..." Qi Yao's eyes turned cold instantly. "The surgery will require several times, and it will eventually recover 80%, but the cost..."


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