Chapter 962 Do You Have the Face?

Although he felt extremely disgusted, Xiang Qiuchi still tried his best to use a very professional tone to talk about Tong Xinyan's injury.

He said: "Okay, go downstairs to pay the bill and get the medicine."

Xiang Qiuchi wrote the name of the medicine on the list and pushed the list in front of Tong Xinyan, saying directly: "Next..."

Tong Xinyan watched as Xiang Qiuchi drove her away with a businesslike attitude.

Her mouth twitched. Did she lift her skirt in vain?

Just now she...deliberately exposed her lace panties, but he was as still as a mountain, as if he was a real blind man.

Tong Xinyan hurriedly said: "Doctor, is that it? I feel that the wound below is a little itchy recently..."

Xiang Qiuchi held the pen and wanted to kill someone.

He actually wanted to say, your fucking wound is not itchy, you are being horny!

Xiang Qiuchi didn't say much, and directly wrote a list: "Go take a color ultrasound of the lower limbs."

Tong Xinyan's facial muscles trembled: "Doctor Gu, I... why do I need a color ultrasound of the lower limbs? My legs are not broken?"

Xiang Qiuchi raised his head and looked at her coldly: "Aren't you itchy down there?"

"I..." Tong Xinyan suddenly felt like a clown who was slapped hard.

Xiang Qiuchi's excessive calmness made her feel that her deliberate seduction just now was particularly embarrassing.

Xiang Qiuchi said calmly: "No, don't pretend to be sick here. I really don't have that much time to spend with Miss Tong. Please use your eyes and go out to see how many patients are lined up outside..."

Tong Xinyan gritted her teeth in anger, but didn't know what to say.

She said bitterly: "Doctor Gu, don't be shameless."

Xiang Qiuchi said indifferently: "Face? So Miss Tong, you know this word."

Tong Xinyan: "You..."

The agent pulled Tong Xinyan and told her not to be so anxious and angry. Didn't she see that people were indifferent to her beauty?

The agent apologized and said: "Mr. Gu, I'm really sorry. Xinyan didn't mean it. She just..."

The agent didn't finish his words when the door rang. ·

"Doctor, can I... come in?"

Xiang Qiuchi: "Come in."

The man who came in was a 50-year-old uncle, still wearing the clothes of a sanitation worker. He was very thin. Because he worked outdoors all year round, his skin was tanned. One hand was wrapped with a towel, but blood still seeped through the towel. It seemed that he was seriously injured.

Xiang Qiuchi stood up immediately after seeing it: "Uncle, what's the matter?"

Although he didn't smile, his attitude was obviously much better than that towards Tong Xinyan, and he was very dedicated. He directly helped the uncle sit on the bench next to him.

When she passed by Tong Xinyan, she almost subconsciously covered her nose.

Xiang Qiuchi saw it from the corner of his eye and sneered in his heart.

There has never been a noble or humble profession in this world, only people with noble or humble minds.

Tong Xinyan is not the only celebrity who can actively participate in public welfare and use her fame to do more positive energy publicity.

As a result, when it comes to her, Tong Xinyan, she is left with making trouble.

The old man thanked him repeatedly and said, "When I was cleaning the trash can today, I don't know why, a wine bottle suddenly exploded, and my hand was cut..."

Xiang Qiuchi took off the towel, and the hands were almost stained with blood, and the wound was almost invisible.