Healing Doctor

Chapter 137: The words may be rough, but the reasoning is sound.

"Could you tell me about Ji Xiang?" Feng Yuqing elegantly crossed her arms in front of her, her exquisite curves attracting attention.

Hey.

Colonel Wang tried his best to banish all distracting thoughts from his mind.

Dr. Ji is really lucky to have such a beautiful and charming girl pursuing him. Tsk tsk.

He sighed inwardly for a moment, then began to boast wildly for at least an hour.

If you can't talk about anything else, anyone can brag, and Ji Xiang actually did it, so it can't be said that it was all bragging.

From the very first day on stage, I could immediately tell that Ji Xiang was using a knot-tying technique. Then, on the operating table, Ji Xiang berated Gu Lao's top expert's disciple, scolding him like a grandson.

From corpus cavernosum puncture to the knot-tying record in a major competition that had been sealed for more than 20 years being broken time and time again.

Each one is a legend, and if it happened to someone else, they could talk about it for a lifetime, turning it into a fixed label.

But for Ji Xiang, everything seemed quite ordinary.

For over an hour, Colonel Wang spoke so eloquently that he almost believed it himself—that Ji Xiang was a genius who would surely have a place in the history of world medicine in the future.

Go ahead and brag, it's tax-free anyway.

He ate while blowing on the food, and the Spanish steak and French Gillardeau oysters were devoured by Colonel Wang as if they were free.

Having eaten and drunk his fill, and had boasted enough, Colonel Wang patted his belly contentedly.

"Ms. Feng, you have excellent taste! Dr. Ji is a very good doctor with a bright future. If you're looking for a boyfriend, a doctor would definitely be a good choice."

"Oh?" Feng Yuqing raised an eyebrow, a hint of disdain on her lips.

Ji Xiang is Ji Xiang, and a doctor is a doctor. What's so great about them?

"Let me give you an example," Colonel Wang said, noticing Feng Yuqing's expression but seemingly unconcerned. "At your age, do you even know what Fetion is?"

"I know." Feng Yuqing nodded. She didn't understand why Colonel Wang was talking about Feixin, that old-fashioned guy.

Back then, my family had a partnership with the telecommunications company, but it was difficult for such easy-to-make-money private capital to get involved. Moreover, their attitude was tough, and my family gradually lost interest.

Further explanation would only be part of the story, so Feng Yuqing didn't elaborate further with Colonel Wang.

"Fetion had hundreds of millions of users back then, and its interface was almost identical to WeChat's. Why do you think WeChat was able to succeed?" Colonel Wang asked.

Feng Yuqing raised an eyebrow. Did this greasy middle-aged professor want to discuss business operations with her?

He doesn't deserve it.

"In the beginning, WeChat had a small feature called 'People Nearby.' Now it's been overused, and people don't even turn on location services anymore. Back when WeChat was first released, five out of ten people around me used WeChat because of 'People Nearby.'"

"Uh..." Feng Yuqing didn't expect Colonel Wang to give such an answer.

"The reason why we say that five out of ten are useful is because the other five work in hospitals. They're so busy every day that they don't have time to relax and they're exhausted like donkeys."

Looking at Colonel Wang's greasy smile, Feng Yuqing quietly savored his words.

"Doctors' income isn't high, but it's not low either; it certainly can't compare to your family's. But the advantage is that they have skills—the kind of skills that everyone, from high-ranking officials to ordinary people, can use."

"The key is that I'm busy, too busy to chat."

This statement is a bit absolute, but when Feng Yuqing thought of the group of guys around her who drove supercars, kept changing girls in the passenger seat, and were chewing on his Dapoxetine oral dissolving film, she agreed with what Colonel Wang said.

That makes sense.

Although the example is not very appropriate, it is acceptable.

No kitten can resist fish, but when they're busy, they simply don't have the time.

Not everyone is a time management master.

"You're incredibly clever. I barely even mentioned it, and you already knew what I meant." Colonel Wang didn't elaborate, observing the situation, and was already preparing to end the conversation.

He wiped his mouth, finished eating, and began to give his concluding remarks.

"Dr. Xiao Ji is very kind. If my daughter weren't so young, I would have liked to talk to him."

"you?"

Feng Yuqing's words were filled with disdain.

Colonel Wang knew this group was just like that, and didn't care. He simply said many good things about Ji Xiang before leaving.

"Professor Wang, please wait a moment."

After Feng Yuqing got on the bus, a woman in her thirties suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

"My name is Liu Hui, and I'm Miss's assistant." Liu Hui smiled and handed over a suitcase.

"This is..." Colonel Wang asked, somewhat puzzled.

He imagined that the other party would definitely give him some benefits, but a suitcase... must contain something.

Perhaps it's a bag from a luxury brand.

Colonel Wang found it utterly boring.

"It's just a small token of my appreciation, please accept it," Liu Hui said politely, with a professional smile on her face. "If you need any help in the future, please don't hesitate to lend a hand."

"You're too kind," Colonel Wang replied dismissively.

As she spoke, Liu Hui handed over the small suitcase.

"What's the big deal? It's just a matter of a few words."

"Just a little something, just a little something."

After a few polite refusals, Wang Daxiao reluctantly accepted the small briefcase.

The suitcase suddenly felt heavy in his hand, and his arm slumped down, almost causing Colonel Wang to drop it to the ground.

Wow, it's so heavy.

"Professor Wang, then until we meet again. Please call me if you need anything." Liu Hui wasn't surprised. She waved with a smile, "If you go to Shanghai for a meeting, give me a call so I can show you some hospitality."

After saying that, Liu Hui got into the car, jogged away with a roar, and sped off like a monster.

This car... seems familiar. Colonel Wang watched Liu Hui and Feng Yuqing leave, staring at the logo of the coupe.

Aston Geely, a domestically produced car.

The jog disappeared into the sea of ​​cars. Colonel Wang picked up the small briefcase in his hand; it had an LV logo, and the briefcase alone was worth some money.

He was a little surprised. What had he said? Just like when he was eating and bragging in the department, he was just praising Ji Xiang.

Can……

Colonel Wang found a secluded spot and opened the box; his eyes, practically blinded by the red light.

He assumed she was a girl from a wealthy family, but he didn't expect her to be so generous.

Wang Daxiao's hands were numb with money. He felt he had done something wrong and was afraid that saying the wrong thing would cause him a lot of trouble.

Carrying the small suitcase as if it were a time bomb, Colonel Wang returned home with trepidation and hid it carefully.

As for that red light, we'll have to wait and see, otherwise it would be bad if I were to be blinded by it.

"Yuqing, do you really like Ji Xiang? That young man is quite good, unlike anyone else in your circle."

"Pah!" Feng Yuqing spat. "If my dad hadn't forced me, who would like his sullen face? He's always frowning, like a discipline committee member."

"It's different, it's different." Liu Hui smiled. "What that Dr. Wang said, though rough in language, is true in principle and makes some sense."

(End of this chapter)