Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

Chapter 36: : One, two, three beasts in the Jiang family (two more)

"You said I'm sick?"

Yes!

Dr. Qiu trembled and made sincere suggestions: "Jiang, Shao Jiang, when are you free, and should you come to the consultation room for a check-up."

There was no sound.

Doctor Qiu might be frightened and asked a particularly stupid question: "Didn't it be the second master Xue?" He said it was the second master Xue.

The phone was hung up decisively.

"Dudududududu..."

Doctor Qiu: "..."

It can be judged from the intensity of the call that the patient is anxious.

Jiang Zhi had insomnia during lunch break, closed his eyes, his mind was full of Zhou Xufang's hands, Zhou Xufang's face, Zhou Xufang's back...

The original plan was to start filming at one in the afternoon, and then, the director who has always had a strong sense of time did not show up for a long time. At 2:30, Assistant Director Zhao received a call from the assistant director Lin Wanwan.

"Late brother."

Don't even look at Ah Wan's name as Lin Wanwan, but because he has the physique of a criminal, the society calls him Brother Wan.

In private, Ah Wan is still very aura. After all, he is a 1.9-meter tall and nearly two hundred jins: "The scene that Zhou Xufang hand-replaced does not need to be cut into the main film."

Assistant Director Zhao asked: "Is Director Jiang dissatisfied? Do you want me to call the stuntman to remake it?" I remember that Director Jiang was quite satisfied during the filming, otherwise, how could he keep staring at the hand of the stuntman.

Ah Wan didn't reveal too much: "No, you cut that paragraph and send it to my boss."

Deputy Director Zhao didn't understand, and didn't dare to ask, "The afternoon's scene?"

"Postponed for two hours before shooting."

"Director Jiang is not feeling well?" It's not very cold today.

Ah Wan said nonsense seriously: "Well, he has a myocardial infarction."

Deputy Director Zhao: "..."

The young masters of rich people have many problems.

An hour later, the family doctor from the Jiang family came over to see Jiang Zhi. The old lady heard Jiang Zhi’s voice and immediately sent someone.

"Boss, Doctor Qin is here."

Jiang Zhi said.

Ah Wan led the person in, then closed the door, and stood aside waiting.

The man is very young: "Shao Jiang."

His tone was very respectful, but neither humble nor overbearing. He was the family doctor of the Jiang family, named Qin Shiyu, in his early thirties, but his medical skills were very good. Every once in a while, Mrs. Jiang would send him to give Jiang Zhi a pulse.

Today, Qin Shiyu is not wearing a white coat, but he wears a suit and leather shoes with a gentle bookish air. He advances and retreats with a degree of calmness.

Jiang Zhi invited him to sit down: "I heard that Dr. Qin was promoted to the head of the hospital last week."

Qin Shiyu's great-grandfather was the doctor of Mrs. Jiang's natal family. In the old days, he was regarded as a domestic slave. Later, he came to Jiang's house with Mrs. Jiang and worked in Jiang's hospital for several generations.

Qin Shiyu is the best gifted in the Qin family's generation, of course, the temperament and courage are also the best.

He replied without ignorance: "It all depends on the grandson's promotion, Shi Yu is ashamed."

The Jiang family is a century-old family with a very deep background. It is more literal than the others. The Fifth Hospital is currently under the management of Jiang Xiaolin, the eldest grandson of the Jiang family. Qin Shiyu has served under Jiang Xiaolin for a long time, and he has learned a lot about the official style of Tai Chi. .

Jiang Zhi hates it the most.

One by one, pretending to be a gentleman.

"Qin Shiyu." He shouted with his first name and last name.

Qin Shiyu opened the medicine box and took out the small pillow with pulse number: "Say Jiang Shao."

Jiang Zhi lazily stretched out his hand, let him take his pulse, and chatted with him like a joke: "If someday Jiang Xiaolin and Jiang Fuli are hit by a car and want you to be the master, do you save Jiang Xiaolin first? Fu Li?"

Jiang Xiaolin in the big room and Jiang Fuli in the second room, one eldest grandson and the other eldest granddaughter, both have real power in their hands.

Qin Shiyu smiled unabated, and his eyes seemed to be calm without fighting or grabbing: "This assumption does not exist."

Jiang Zhihao looked at him in his spare time: "Oh? Why doesn't it exist?"

"Which car is so short-sighted, dare to hurt the two noble masters of the Jiang family at the same time."

master?

When did his Qin Shiyu treat himself as a subordinate, his seven-aperture heart and heart, one eye is more difficult to understand.

Jiang Zhi smiled but didn't smile: "That's hard to say."

Maybe, one day he was upset and killed him all. Anyway, there were not a few people in the Jiang family, and they were all beasts.

"If this is the case, Shiyu will naturally listen to the old lady's dispatch."

This Qin Shiyu, who has become a fine, has no tail to show, this kind of person either hides deep or sees through.

Jiang Zhi leaned against the sofa, his eyes stray.

Qin Shiyu took the pulse hand: "Shao Jiang has a bad cough recently?"

Jiang Zhi drew a wet towel and wiped his wrist slowly: "Well, it's winter."

As soon as winter came, he couldn't stand the cold, and he coughed badly, for more than ten years, every year.

"I will prescribe some cough medicines to Shao Jiang first, and when the results of the comprehensive examination come out, I will discuss conservative treatment plans with Dr. Shao and Dr. Chen."

Jiang Zhi said ‘um’, seemingly indifferent, and asked the last sentence: "Do you think my body can survive next winter?"

Qin Shiyu's face was stern, there was no wave in her warm eyes, and she said straightforwardly: "The laboratory has been developing new medicines for you. It is already a bit optimistic, Shao Jiang doesn't need to be too pessimistic."

Jiang Zhi snorted: "I won't live to be twenty-five, this is what you said."

In the beginning, Qin Shiyu’s father, Qin Yin, was Jiang Zhi’s attending doctor. Qin Yin passed away a few years ago, and Jiang Zhi, a chronically ill talent, was taken over by Qin Shiyu.

Mrs. Jiang couldn't believe outsiders, so she picked him with the best talent.

"Father's medical skills were not developed in that time, of course, he can't speak the same way as he is now."

"Developed medical skills?" Jiang Zhi smiled, with a dazzling mockery on the corners of his mouth, "I have been cured of a congenital deficiency for more than 20 years."

Not only that, but the more the treatment gets worse, the more the treatment, the less the root of the disease is found.

Qin Shiyu still looked like it had nothing to do with him, stopped talking, wrote a prescription, and said that he would send the medicine to Jiang's house later. The old lady was cautious. Jiang Zhi's medicine always had to pass the Jiang family's side.

Waiting for someone to leave.

"A night." Jiang Zhi was lying down, listlessly, "Whose person do you think Qin Shiyu is?"

The high-ranking Jiang family is too complicated. Ah Wan has a simple mind. He can see clearly, and shook his head: "He has not had much contact with Jiang Xiaolin and Jiang Fuli in private."

There is no competition, no robbing, no desire and no demand, no association with anyone, and no evil with anyone. This is the impression Qin Shiyu gave in Jiang's family.

At least, Mrs. Jiang trusted him.

Jiang Zhi glanced at Ah Wan: "Just your IQ, can you discover it if you touch it?"

Ah Wan: "..."

He decided to use silence to express his dissatisfaction.

－－－－－－Off-topic －－－－－－

Jiang Zhi: Fang, someone used a hundred cartons of milk to exchange me for me. Can you change it?

Zhou Xufang: No change.

Jiang Zhi: How about 10,000 boxes?

Zhou Xufang: No change.

Jiang Zhi: One hundred million boxes.

Zhou Xufang: ...no change.

Jiang Zhi: You hesitated unexpectedly, Zhou Xufang, you scumbag!