Chapter 45

Leng Qingge stared at Xiao Yan. Sure enough, she guessed right. Cold songs rarely lose their manners, but she is doomed to be tongue tied today.

"I don't have Tianshi needle, but my master said my blood can make up for the Yang fire of Tianshi needle. Why are you interested in these?" Xiao Yan looked at Leng Qingge puzzled.

Leng Qingsong reacted after a long time, shook his head, stared at Xiao Yan and said, "the 13 needles of the real ghost gate have long been lost. Don't go out and talk nonsense in the future, so as not to make a fool of yourself."

"Why are you like my fourth master and don't let me go out and talk nonsense? Forget it, just don't say it in the future. The dumplings you made are delicious and I like them very much." Xiao Yan closed the lid of the lunch box. In the blink of an eye, he destroyed the dumplings that had been returned to Jiang Qianhe.

Leng Qingge was in a daze while cleaning up his lunch box. Suddenly someone knocked on the door outside. A nurse put her head in and shouted to Leng Qingge: "doctor Leng, there was news from the ICU just now, and the people in bed seven came again. When did the patient wake up?"

"OK, I see. I'll go there now." Leng Qingge put down his lunch box and said hello to Jiang Qianhe, ready to go out.

But she took her foot out of the ward and pulled it back. She turned and said to Xiao Yan uncertainly, "you... Can you help me see a patient? Maybe you can wake her up."

"No problem, but you should cook delicious food for me every day." Xiao Yan took the opportunity to ask for benefits.

Leng Qingge was stunned and nodded silently.

Xiao Yan rushed out of the ward happily. He didn't even change his hospital clothes. He just went out. Behind him was the sound of Jiang Qianhe throwing the newspaper on the ground.

Xiao Yan is too lazy to take care of Jiang Qianhe. Now he is very progressive towards cold songs. These goods like cold songs more and more and are ready to pursue them.

Leng Qingge walked in front. Xiao Yan in the back could always smell the faint fragrance. He leaned forward and sniffed deeply between Leng Qingge's hair.

Lengqingge suddenly stops, turns around and stares at Xiao Yan coldly. She is indifferent to any close action of Xiao Yan. It's such a piece of ice that many people are deterred.

"What brand of perfume do you use? I think it's Lancome. No, it must be Chanel, the most classic one..."

"No!"

"What do you use? Is it Burberry? No!"

"Six gods toilet water!"

"Er... The six gods are also good. They are a century old brand and the top brand in China."

"Liushen has been on the market for more than 20 years, and its parent company, Shanghai Jiahua, has a history of 100 years!"

"... it's a nice day today!"

Even if the cold song asks Xiao Yan, it is also the expression that Xiao Yan owes her millions. Xiao Yan is used to it these days.

Jiang Qianhe often makes fun of Xiao Yan, saying that he likes to stick a cold song on his hot face. Xiao Yan said cheaply that if Leng Qingge was really willing to let him stick his ass, he would be absolutely willing to do it.

They soon arrived at the door of ICU, which is an intensive care unit. Because the people's hospital is large and the departments are relatively perfect, ICU has a special intensive care department.

Now a group of people are surrounded at the door of ICU. It is very noisy. Many medical staff dare not approach, hide in the distance and watch, and some are calling the police.

Liang Bo, director of ICU department, saw Leng Qingge coming, covered his swollen face, squeezed away the crowd and ran over. He shouted to Leng Qingge from a distance: "doctor Leng, please explain to them. They are too unreasonable."

"Who the fuck is unreasonable? I'm very civilized. If I don't cure the eldest lady, I'll kill you now." seven or eight "civilized" young people chased up from behind. Liang Bo, who was nearly 40, hid directly behind Leng Qingge.

Usually, the cold song is solemn and dignified to the people who make trouble in the hospital. In addition, Jiang Qianhe, the female president, is her best friend. People who make trouble in the hospital should give her some face.

Over time, Leng Qingge was almost the backbone of neurosurgery. Now Liang Bo couldn't care about his face. He grabbed the broken glasses and shrank behind Leng Qingge.

"Have you done enough?" Leng Qingge really looked like a cold beauty and drank and scolded from a distance.

Several young people who caught up with him were roared by the fierce voice and couldn't help stopping. They were all wearing black trousers and white shirts, but the sleeves were rolled up, and the neckline of the front chest was also open, revealing the green dragon and white tiger tattoos inside.

Although it can be seen at a glance that they are members of the society, they don't look like the third rate gangs of the Wolf Gang. Moreover, they are scarred, full of ferocity and aggressive.

A man in his thirties came out from behind several people. He didn't look very fat. He can only be described as strong. But the head is very big. It's about to catch up with the basin. The face is full of potholes. The skin is very rough. It gives people a feeling of nausea at a glance.

He looked up and down at lengqingge, and couldn't help sneering: "doctor Leng, don't you guarantee that our eldest lady can wake up? It's been several months. You play with us as monkeys?"

"Brother Big head, don't talk nonsense to her. They don't want to cure the young lady at all. They fight directly and call them for treatment."

"Yes, I went to their Dean just now. The old guy doesn't know where to hide. Doesn't this cold beauty love to stand out? Pull her away and watch the hospital?"

"Yes, Brother Big head, the cold beauty has a good figure. There's nothing to say. If you can let the brothers play... Ah..."

Finally, the gangster screamed before he finished his words. Then he flew out directly and hit the wall behind him. It took several seconds to slide down.

Beating people is like hanging pictures!