C369 self-directed acting

A few of her colleagues who were on good terms with Lan Yuyan surrounded her and talked about something with interest.

"Yuyan, someone sent you 99 roses. I'm so envious of you!"

"Yuyan, you have so many suitors. I really want to know who sent you the flowers?" When he asked this question, he intentionally glanced at Zhao Qiang, as though saying that it was a gift from him.

"That's right!" That's right! "Yuyan, quickly tell us."

"…"

Lan Yuyan pretended to be very mysterious as he dismissed his colleagues. After that, he carried the rose back to his seat and sat down, and started to work while humming a tune in a good mood.

Zhao Qiang put away his complicated thoughts and returned to his work.

Lan Yuyan had been secretly observing Zhao Qiang's actions the entire time. Seeing that he was not the least bit angry, Lan Yuyan felt a special unhappiness in his heart. If Zhao Qiang was not jealous, wouldn't that mean that he did not care about her?

After a while.

A lot of patients came to the infirmary one after another. Most of them were here for Zhao Qiang's treatment. There was no helping it, since Zhao Qiang's reputation was growing.

"Godly Doctor Zhao, I will be counting on you for my illness. I have both the old and the young, I can't let anything happen to me, otherwise my family will not be able to live." A man who came from the countryside begged.

Zhao Qiang withdrew his hand and wrote a prescription with his pen. He handed it to the man and said, "Take the prescription three times a day. You will be able to recover after five days of drinking."

"Thank you, Godly Doctor Zhao, thank you very much."

"…"

The doctors and nurses at the side looked at Zhao Qiang, who was very busy. They felt angry and embarrassed. They wanted to help Zhao Qiang and share some of the burden, but they couldn't do anything about the patients who rushed towards Zhao Qiang.

Lan Yuyan felt that he had been completely outdone by Zhao Qiang, and that he had rolled his eyes at him, and kept on snorting in his heart: What's so great about that, I'll tire you to death! If others don't come to me for treatment, I'll be happy to relax...

If the busy Zhao Qiang knew what Lan Yuyan was thinking at the moment, he would definitely reply with a smile: If you can't eat the grapes, you can only call it sour!

Busy times pass quickly.

Unknowingly, he had gotten off work.

Zhao Qiang felt that a man should have a big belly, he walked up to Lan Yuyan and smiled: "Yu Yan, let's go, I'll treat you to dinner."

Lan Yuyan shook his head: "No need, I have an appointment to go eat, I believe he will be here soon."

"Oh, then let's make an appointment next time." Zhao Qiang didn't leave in a hurry. He also wanted to see who was trying to pry him into the corner.

After three to five minutes.

A handsome man about 1.8 meters walked in. He glanced at Zhao Qiang, then smiled at Lan Yuyan: Miss Blue, did you like the rose I gave you earlier?

"I like it."

The handsome man smiled happily: "Miss Blue, I have already reserved a seat at a French restaurant. Let's go!"

"Yes."

Under the envious gaze of many people, Lan Yuyan and the handsome man walked out side by side.

Zhao Qiang's expression was a bit ugly. When he heard the surrounding discussions, he became even more annoyed. He used his dignified gaze to look at the people around him. Those who met his gaze couldn't help but shiver and not dare to speak.

Lan Yuyan walked very slowly and continuously checked whether or not Zhao Qiang was following her from the corner of her eyes. However, after walking for more than ten minutes, she was deeply disappointed, and could not even see a trace of Zhao Qiang. She angrily stomped her feet, "Zhao Qiang, you don't care about me at all.

The handsome man said in embarrassment: "Miss Blue, there are so many good men in this world, you don't have to be so angry because of a man that isn't worth it."

Lan Yuyan snorted gloomily, then took out ten hundred bills and gave it to the handsome man: Your mission is over, take the money and leave.

"Miss Blue, I'm not bad either. You might as well consider me."

"I don't want to say it again. Let's go." When Lan Yuyan said this, his entire body released a powerful aura.

The handsome man's face darkened. He didn't dare to say anything before leaving.

"Zhao Qiang, you have guts. I'll fight you to the death. Just wait and see."

Lan Yuyan cursed angrily, and walked forward with a gloomy face.

Not long later.

Zhao Qiang slowly walked out from a corner. Just now, he had witnessed everything, and wanted to laugh when he remembered that he was almost deceived by Lan Yuyan's excellent self-directed performance. Fortunately, he had withstood it in the end, otherwise, he would be at the bottom in his battle with Lan Yuyan, which would be very disadvantageous for him in the future.

I'm in a good mood." Zhao Qiang wanted to find a place to drink. After walking for a while, his phone rang. After he picked it up, he heard a familiar old voice. "Little friend Zhao Qiang, do you remember this old man?

Zhuge Qingyun's face and voice immediately appeared in Zhao Qiang's mind, he laughed: "Senior Zhuge, what business do you have with me?"

"Little friend Zhao Qiang, I truly missed you last time. I wish to invite you over to have a chat with me. I hope that you can show me some appreciation."

Black lines started appearing on Zhao Qiang's forehead. An old man was feeling so much longing for him that goosebumps rose all over his body.

Even so, Zhao Qiang still decided to give Zhuge Qingyun face and maintain a good relationship with him.

"Senior Zhuge, tell me the address, I'll come over immediately."

"Many thanks, little friend Zhao Qiang. We'll chat while you're here, haha!" Zhuge Qingyun laughed and told Zhao Qiang his address.

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Qiang called a taxi from the roadside.

Half an hour later.

When they arrived at the old city that was slightly famous in Jingzhou, most of the houses here were old buildings, probably because they had been left behind to develop their tourism industry.

After searching using the number of the house, Zhao Qiang finally stopped in front of a courtyard. He had a feeling that this place was different from other places, but he couldn't tell what was different.

Just as he was about to knock on the door, the closed wooden door suddenly opened. Zhuge Qingyun walked out with a smile.

"Little friend Zhao Qiang, welcome to my humble abode. Please enter."

Zhao Qiang nodded his head and walked in. In an instant, it was as though he had entered another world and spiritual energy surged into him.

Seeing Zhao Qiang's expression, Zhuge Qingyun laughed complacently: "Little friend Zhao Qiang, my Humble Class is not bad, right?"

Zhao Qiang looked around with a complex expression and sincerely replied, "Very good. It looks like a paradise on earth."

Zhuge Qingyun was very satisfied with his answer, he laughed, then shouted out: "Esteemed customer is here, serve your dishes."

"Alright, grandfather."

A voice similar to that of a lark came from not too far away, followed by a very beautiful woman carrying two plates of fragrant dishes.

A oval face, eyebrows as long as a painting, a small mouth under a tiny bridge of nose, mouth slightly curved upwards, a face so delicate and refined that it exuded a youthful vivacity.

Zhuge Qingyun's eyes flashed as he introduced her: "Little friend Zhao Qiang, this is my granddaughter, Zhuge Yuqing."