Chapter 26 Chapter 26 Don’t hug him!

Chi Ke got up early and had breakfast with Mr. Leng.

Ji Qian had just started to send a message when he caught a glimpse of it from the corner of his eye. Old Leng also caught a glimpse of it and spoke first: "Reply. Don't worry about anything urgent. Let's have a private meal. There are not so many rules at home."

"good."

Chi Ke unlocked the phone with a guilty conscience and replied to Ji Qian's meaningless message.

A certain doctor said he was sleepy last night, but when he opened his eyes and checked the message this morning, he found that Ji Qian responded to the Leng family's affairs at around five in the morning.

Is this an all-nighter?

"You and the second son of the Ji family opened a hospital together?" Old Leng suddenly asked.

Chi Ke put down his phone and nodded calmly: "Yes."

As the original owner's sponsor, it was normal for the old man to control his schedule.

When Chi Ke decided to partner with Ji Qian, he had already made assumptions about the possibility of this scenario occurring.

The old man said in surprise: "I thought you would feel guilty."

"If you don't allow me to do this, you should have stopped me earlier." Chi Ke replaced the cold tea beside him. "I haven't had time to thank you yet. Recently, we have negotiated the negotiations for the Suncity Medical Information System. Thanks to your help, we were able to lock in the direction of the cooperation so quickly."

Although Ji Qian spends money lavishly, in fact the overall budget for the initial construction of the hospital is not high. In terms of information system management, if a high budget cannot be given, cooperation will be very difficult.

But at several dinners last week, the communication between the hospital and every person in charge was very smooth. He guessed at the time that someone had interfered with the hospital management. When he saw the old man yesterday, it was self-evident who had helped.

"You are so smart." The old man smiled. "Yes, when I trained you, I asked you to work in Zhenting until I died after graduation. I will not ask about your future. During this period, if you have other ideas, as long as they do not affect Zhenting, just go ahead and do it."

…

After leaving the old house, Chi Ke's eyes gradually turned cold and he rubbed his stiff smiling cheeks.

The old man knew so much about the original owner, he must have sent someone to monitor him. How could he not know the original owner's mental condition and family situation?

If he really liked "Chi Ke" as much as he seemed to like, how could he completely turn a blind eye to it?

Letting it go is nothing more than playing the "testing" game that rich people love to play, testing whether this pet that they raised on a whim meets their standards.

If "Chi Ke" really died, Leng Chengye would at most sigh "what a pity".

The reason he is being so nice to me now is simply because he sees the value and fun in him again, and it's worth playing with him for a while longer.

Chi Ke sat in the car, looking at the manor getting farther and farther away, and snorted softly, with no ripples in his heart.

The beloved little grandson is dispensable to the old man, let alone other people?

The "transfer in April" mentioned by the boss is actually just a big talk. Whether you can be transferred in the end depends on your performance and ability in the past few months.

This is understandable.

The original owner had never satisfied the old man over the years, so an inspection was necessary. It was estimated that Ji Qian's hospital had also been included in the "inspection scope" by the old man. It was reasonable for him to build a decent hospital for Ji Qian.

Okay.

I am not afraid of difficult test questions, I am afraid of making the wrong test questions.

Compared to an incompetent boss like Leng Yunting, Chi Ke would rather deal with a sane capitalist like the old man.

True love is the rarest thing in society. Everyone takes what they need. He just wants to help the original owner repay the debt of favor and is too lazy to delve into Leng Chengye's psychological activities.

He did whatever the old man asked him to do, since he was interested in it anyway.

From last night to this morning, in just over a dozen hours, the value and fun shown by "Chi Ke" was enough to rival those of his two grandsons in the old man's heart. The other party promised to be his "backstage" as he wished, and that was enough.

He was used to the world of fame and fortune with clear class divisions, where everyone was striving to maximize their interests. It was hard to say whether it was right or wrong, and it would be rare for anyone not to be selfish.

...So people like Ji Qian are particularly rare.

He spread out the five fingers of his left hand, looked at the tip of his little finger which had been accidentally scalded while eating, and lowered his eyebrows helplessly.

He didn't expect that such a rare species would be encountered by such an unlucky guy like him.

No wonder everyone says that luck is conserved.

"Sir, our destination is Xingmian Entertainment Building, right?"

The driver confirmed with him again while waiting for the red light at the intersection.

Before Chi Ke said “hmm”, his cell phone rang.

People who are prone to motion sickness will feel more motion sick the more they look at their phones. When they are driving on the road, they would not even bother to accept messages from their boss or a million dollars transferred to them by the world's richest man.

Looking up and seeing that the red light still had 99 seconds left, Chi Ke slowly opened his phone.

【Boss Leng: I’m not going to work today. 】

【k: Where are you? 】

【Mr. Leng: Italy.】

【k: On a business trip?】

[Boss Leng: What the hell is it to you? ]

Do you think others want to control?

Just when I was feeling unhappy, the newly added contact also sent me a message.

【Mr. Leng: Oh, I forgot to ask you this morning, how is the etiquette I asked Yun Ting to learn last year going?】

Leng Yunting went to the United States when he was in high school. Without his parents to take care of him, he developed a bad temper and was like "I'm the coolest".

Chi Ke took a screenshot and forwarded it.

【K: So far, social rules cannot kill his free will. 】

【Mr. Leng: Alas.】

【Mr. Leng: I told you not to be so humble. Look, you got spoiled by him!】

Chi Ke thought to himself: I won’t do that again.

Not beating him to death is my way of abiding by the law.

【K: Mr. Leng, I am thinking about resigning. 】

The original owner had no idea of his own importance. It was obviously Leng Yunting who needed "Chi Zhu". He was more afraid of "Chi Zhu" losing his job than "Chi Zhu" himself.

After a moment of silence, Leng Yunting stopped speaking in a cool and pretentious manner.

【Boss Leng: Are you crazy? 】

【K: I’m under a lot of pressure.】

[Boss Leng: Is it just a small matter? Is this stressful?]

[Boss Leng: I was scolded by the old man yesterday, so I came to Italy to relax. ]

【K: Does the young master know? 】

[Boss Leng: Tell him I’m on a business trip.]

Chi Ke thought of what Mr. Leng had told him.

"I don't care how Leng Yunting plays, but next month will be the launch conference for Zhenting's smart home products. How much has the entire group put into this conference? That little celebrity has been controversial recently. Tell Leng Yunting to stay away from him and don't let him be photographed. We can't let his reputation suffer at this critical juncture."

ah.

After three months in the book, he still plays the vicious male supporting role when he returns.

He lit up the sun and gave the address of Leng Yunting's house: "Go here instead, Master. Sorry for the trouble."

…

"On a business trip? He didn't tell me in advance." Xu Lemian sat on the sofa in despair, "Did I cause trouble for Brother Ting?"

No.

According to reliable gossip, he has just made an appointment with a curly-haired handsome boy from Florence to go to an art exhibition tomorrow.

Chi Ke pushed his glasses and said ambiguously: "You need to ask Mr. Leng yourself. Young Master Xu, I came here today because I actually have something to discuss with you. Is it convenient for me to go to the study?"

"Of course...wait wait wait a moment." Xu Lemian's face suddenly turned red, and he trotted up to the study on the second floor, "Chi Zhu! Come up in ten minutes!"

Chi Ke: “.”

You really know how to have fun.

Chi Ke took off his glasses tiredly.

Even if he has not eaten pork, he has seen pigs run. He is also a man who has seen the 18+ clips in the original novel. It is self-evident what Xu Lemian’s reaction means.

When he looked up, Chi Ke saw that the well-mannered and well-trained butler also had an indescribable expression.

Thinking that the housekeeper and Aunt Wang were both staff members living in the villa, he suddenly had an unbelievable guess.

Without waiting for the question, the housekeeper took the initiative to speak: "Chizhu, do you have any recommendations for better quality sleep earplugs?"

Chi Ke: “…………”

The two protagonists really don't treat their employees as outsiders.

"I still have two new ones that I haven't used yet. I'll send them to you and Aunt Wang when I get back." Chi Ke nodded sympathetically, "Thank you for your hard work."

The housekeeper laughed brokenly: "Thank you for your help."

As the four looked at each other in silence, a scream suddenly came from upstairs.

"ah!!"

Chi Ke hurried upstairs and stood at the door of the study room and knocked: "Can I come in?"

"It's convenient." Xu Lemian's voice was choked with sobs.

Chi Ke no longer hesitated and pushed the door open. What he saw was Xu Lemian sitting on the ground, with his ankle bone red and swollen.

He took a deep breath calmly, walked forward and put on the black leather gloves he carried with him: "How is it? Can you stand up on your own?"

Xu Lemian bit her lip: "When I put the book on the bookshelf, I accidentally-"

"Can you stand up by yourself?" Chi Ke asked again impatiently, "I didn't ask you why."

Xu Lemian seemed to be frightened. When he came to his senses, he looked at him with a look of grievance and complaint: "It hurts a lot. I may not be able to move."

"Try it." Chi Ke stood beside him, his face cold, "Tell me if you can move after you feel it."

He usually doesn't use such a strong commanding tone, but Xu Lemian doesn't understand human language, so being even the slightest bit polite won't do. He has to tell him clearly what he should do.

Xu Lemian carefully twisted his ankle and immediately cried out in pain: "Ah! It hurts!"

"Okay." Chi Ke took his personal cell phone with one hand and made a call, and stretched out his other hand to him, "Hello, Doctor Ji, am I disturbing you?"

"No." Ji Qian was surprised that he would call at this time. "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"It's not me," Chi Ke held the hand that Xu Lemian reluctantly handed over, "Young Master Xu twisted his ankle, it looks serious, I don't know if he has any fractures. I'm sending him to the hospital now. Can you arrange for a free doctor to see him?"

"You can come if it's convenient." Ji Qian said, "Try not to move the injured part and don't put any force on it. If there is a wheelchair, arrange for it."

"There is no wheelchair." Xu Lemian supported him, but he still couldn't stand up for a long time, groaning in pain. Chi Ke ran out of patience, gave him a look, and let go of his hand, "He fell to the ground, and it's difficult for him to stand up, so I..."

"No! You can't hug him!" Ji Qian's voice suddenly increased, "You wait right here! You are not allowed to hug him! You absolutely cannot hug him! Is there no one else in the villa? I'll send an ambulance with a stretcher to pick you up now!"

Chi Ke held the phone very close to his ear and was caught off guard by the yelling.

The four words "let someone carry him" were stuck in my throat.

What's wrong with this doctor's brain?

Supporting Xu Lemian with gloves on is already the limit. He would be crazy to hug someone.

He wanted to scold Ji Qian, but he was worried about the presence of Xu Lemian, an outsider, so he could not lose his temper. He said patiently, "I know. I'll ask someone to help him up. If it's convenient for you, please send an ambulance. Thank you for your help."

"No trouble, my hospital is very close to your place, it's not busy here, there are a lot of empty ambulances, I've already sent someone there." Through the phone, I could clearly feel Ji Qian's guilty conscience after he yelled, "Well, if you hold him up, it's not good for his feet to dangle in the air, I don't mean anything else, really... you, you... do your ears hurt?"

"Yeah" what "Yeah".

Is being coquettish a get-out-of-jail-free ticket?

Chi Ke, who was heartless, said nothing. He turned on his other work phone indifferently, turned up the volume to the maximum, leaned in to the phone that was on the phone, and pressed play.

"I want to fly forward! I am the waiting rose~"

Ji Qian: “Hiss!!”

Chi Ke sneered: "Does your ear hurt?"

Ji Qian looked deaf and panicked: "What? What did you say?"

Chi Ke smiled.

He was much more restrained when it came to revenge.

The two mobile phones were close to each other, but I still felt soft-hearted a second before the music started playing and half-covered the sound transmission point with my thumb. The volume was at most a slightly annoying noise that would not disturb people's ears.

But someone was very savvy and knew that he was angry, so this reaction was a deliberate way of admitting his mistake.

Chi Ke benefited greatly from it.

"Okay, stop pretending," he said. "See you later."

"Yeah, okay." Ji Qian responded, and the call remained ongoing.

So Chi Ke asked: "Anything else?"

Ji Qian smiled briefly, dragged his voice, and called out lazily: "Chi Ke~"

His voice is not as deep as Leng Yunting's, but clear and gentle. If the first word you hear when you open your eyes in the morning is spoken by this person, you will feel like you will be in a good mood for the whole day.

Just now, Ji Qian didn't even hold the phone away even when he was yelling at the top of his lungs. But when he heard his own name, Chi Ke moved his wrist away instead: "Speak."

Ji Qian smiled and said, "Good morning?"

Chi Ke: “.”

Isn't it enough to send so many in the morning? Is it endless?

He reminded silently: "It's past ten o'clock."

It’s not too early.

Ji Qian didn't care and argued rudely: "The sky is bright, it's early before the sun sets."

Chi Ke said helplessly: "Good morning."

"beep--"

The phone was hung up unexpectedly.

"?"

Chi Ke listened to the busy tone and was extremely confused.