Chapter 38 Chapter 38 The Third Drawing
On August 22, Pei Qing went to see Dr. Liu before meeting Lian Jiao.
Dr. Liu used to be the family doctor of the Li family. Later, when the three children of the Li family grew up and no longer needed a family doctor, he went to work at De Rui and is currently a surgeon at De Rui.
Pei Qing went there in the morning, and she bought some of Dr. Liu's favorite old-fashioned pastries to take with her.
Dr. Liu is actually in his fifties, but he knows how to maintain his health and looks like he is only in his early forties.
When he saw Pei Qing after checking the room, he was immediately happy.
"Why is A-Qing free to come here today?"
Pei Qing pushed the cake to him and said, "I have something to ask you."
Doctor Liu said happily, "You're here, what are you bringing? What do you want to talk to me about? Are you feeling unwell lately? Or is your friend sick?"
Pei Qing: "It's okay, it's okay, please sit down."
She pushed Dr. Liu to sit behind the desk and asked, "I've read some detective novels recently, so I wanted to ask, what does it mean if a person suddenly faints and falls to the ground holding his chest?"
Dr. Liu had just sat down in his chair when he heard this strange question.
He quickly replied: "Damage to the cerebral cortex and brain stem can lead to coma. In addition, coma caused by low blood pressure and low blood sugar is also very common..."
Pei Qing added: "If there are scratches on the body, could it be an allergic shock?"
Doctor Liu: “Of course.”
Pei Qing: "What are the common allergens?"
Doctor Liu: "There are too many to list. Mites, dandruff, egg white, milk, various fruits, beef and mutton... There are too many to count. Don't worry. No one in your family is allergic."
Pei Qing said "Oh" and was about to speak when the office door was suddenly pushed open.
"dad--"
The visitor was startled when he saw someone in the office.
"Pei Qing?"
Pei Qing looked at him for a few seconds before recognizing that this was Liu Ji, Doctor Liu's son.
Pei Qing: "It's me. When did you return home?"
Liu Ji: “Just came back a few days ago.”
He looked at you for a long time before saying, "You haven't changed much. I recognized you right away."
Pei Qing looked at him and suddenly became happy. She asked, "What are you doing recently? Are you working?"
Doctor Liu snorted coldly, his words showing dissatisfaction.
"Why go to work? I just play at home every day!"
Liu Ji was also dissatisfied: "Dad, I have been studying for so many years, can't I take a good rest and have a gap year?"
Doctor Liu: "Look, there are others like you who don't go to work and just play for a year!"
The two were about to quarrel, and Pei Qing urgently tried to mediate: "Hey, Uncle Liu, your son will definitely find a job with his education level. Just take a break, it's nothing, just relax."
After that, she turned to Liu Ji and asked, "You are not working recently, so do you have time to come out and play?"
Liu Ji glanced at her and asked suspiciously, "Going out to play? You and me?"
Pei Qing: "Of course not, there are others."
Liu Ji asked: "With whom?"
Pei Qing: "I've just met someone new. I'll send you a message when the time comes. Remember to come."
Liu Ji did not refuse: "Okay, will Xu An go?"
Pei Qing: "Him? He is busy right now, so he should not be available. I will call him when he is free."
Liu Ji was convinced: "He is still a policeman? He never mentioned resignation?"
Pei Qing glanced at Liu Ji and said as a matter of course: "Why do you want to resign? Xu An is very happy as a policeman. Although he often curses people, his ideals are not extinguished."
Liu Ji actually doesn't quite understand this kind of personal ideal. He doesn't have any ideals. He studied for a bachelor's, master's and doctorate degree in medical school just because his father wanted him to follow in his footsteps.
He doesn't want to be a doctor either, so he is still wandering around and doesn't want to go to work.
Pei Qing saw through it, patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's okay, if you haven't figured it out yet, then keep thinking about it. You won't starve to death anyway."
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After leaving De Rui, Pei Qing went to have dinner with Han Heyue again. Han Heyue's boss asked for leave today, saying that he had to take his daughter for a checkup. Han Heyue could happily slack off and it would be okay for her to go to work late in the afternoon.
The two of them had a Western meal. While eating, Pei Qing asked Han Heyue: "Can the IP be changed?"
Han Heyue: "Of course, why do you ask this?"
Pei Qing: "I wanted to check someone recently, but her IP was in Nigeria."
After the live broadcast ended that day, Pei Qing went to search for the account. Not only was it a small account, but the IP address also showed Nigeria.
Han Heyue: "Africa? It's far enough. It's easy to change the IP address, or buy an account. There are many ways to do it."
Pei Qing sighed sadly.
Han Heyue laughed at her: "What are you worried about?"
Pei Qing: "I told you about my live broadcast."
Han Heyue: "Didn't you say you made a lot of money? What happened?"
Pei Qing told her what had happened recently. At first, Han Heyue didn't believe it, but then she realized that Pei Qing's expression was serious, which was also quite cute. She coughed lightly twice.
"How about I help you check it out?"
Pei Qing: "It's illegal to check IP addresses. I don't want to put you in jail. I think the other party has been prepared. This account was used for my live broadcast that day, and there has been no new activity since then. Maybe it's not registered by me."
Han Heyue: "Then what do you want to do?"
Pei Qing: "Do me a favor and accompany me to see Lian Jiao. Ask her a few questions for me and block her at the same time. I'm afraid I'll draw something weird when I draw her."
Han Heyue agreed immediately: "Okay, no problem."
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Pei Qing and Lian Jiao met in a cafe, which was chosen by Pei Qing. There were few people, the coffee was expensive, and the lighting was dim, which was good for her to draw.
Lian Jiao arrived early. When Pei Qing pushed open the door of the coffee shop, Lian Jiao saw him at a glance and waved.
Pei Qing walked over and greeted him with a smile.
"Hello, Miss Lian. This is my friend, Han Heyue. Heyue, this is Lian Jiao, the model I found. Does she look good?"
Han Heyue took a look at Lian Jiao and found her to be indeed pretty.
She greeted with a smile.
Lian Jiao was surprised. Pei Qing was wearing a different outfit today than he did at the auction. He only wore a shirt and trousers and carried a backpack. Han Heyue next to her was wearing even simpler clothes than her, a loose black T-shirt and white trousers. She couldn't tell the brand, but it looked like something she bought on the street.
Lian Jiao doubted for a moment whether the Li family was really good to this adopted daughter, as why she didn't care so much about her dress.
When Zhan Shengguang's mother scolded her, she only blamed her for not wrapping herself from head to toe.
She remained expressionless and asked Pei Qing what he wanted to drink.
Pei Qing's choice never changes: "Latte, full of sugar, room temperature."
Han Heyue made the same choice as her.
Soon the waiter came over with the coffee they ordered.
Pei Qing opened the drawing board in her backpack. She didn't bring her tablet today, so she planned to use the drawing board to draw. If the drawing turned out normal, she would give it to Lian Jiao. If the drawing turned out abnormal, she would just improvise and hide it quickly.
It’s not a big problem, she still has Han Heyue to protect her.
As she opened her drawing board, she greeted Lian Jiao, "Didn't Zhan Shengguang come with you today?"
Lian Jiao: "He has something to do today, it's ok, I can do it myself, can I just sit here?"
Pei Qing nodded: "Of course, if you are tired, you can get up and walk around, it's okay."
She picked up the pen and looked at Lian Jiao's face. She looked so intently that Lian Jiao dared not move.
A few minutes later, Pei Qing began to paint.
Han Heyue picked up the menu on the table and asked Lian Jiao: "How about ordering something to eat? What do you want to eat? Is there anything you can't eat?"
Lian Jiao: "I can do anything."
Han Heyue continued to ask: "Nothing to worry about, right? I just can't eat blueberries. I'm allergic to blueberries."
Lian Jiao: "I'm fine with either. You can decide. I've never had any allergies since I was a child, so you don't have to worry about that. If you're allergic to blueberries, you can order something else. I think there's red velvet cake, soufflé...these are all fine."
Han Heyue: “Is that so.”
Lian Jiao has no allergens, so that doesn't match what Pei Qing said.
She looked at the menu and ordered a few items at random, then started chatting with Lian Jiao about preparing for the wedding.
Lian Jiao said that the wedding date has not been set yet, so there is no need to rush.
Han Heyue chatted with her from time to time, and the waiter soon brought the dessert.
Han Heyue took it and placed it on the table.
She took a look at Pei Qing's painting, which was indeed of Lian Jiao, and she couldn't see anything wrong with it.
Time passed by minute by minute, and when the hour hand slid to a new number, Han Heyue took another look at Pei Qing's painting.
With just one glance, she stopped where she was.
Lian Jiao was curious: "Is the painting finished? Can you show it to me?"
She straightened up and leaned forward, wanting to take a look at Pei Qing's painting.
Han Heyue picked up the coffee in her hand and accidentally tilted it, spilling the coffee all over Lian Jiao.
"ah--"
A scream was heard.
Pei Qing looked at the person covered with white cloth on the drawing paper, and instantly tore off the paper, rolled it up, and put it in his pocket.
She moved quickly, put the drawing paper away, and then went to care about Lian Jiao.
"Are you okay? Your clothes are dirty."
Lian Jiao looked at the stain on her skirt and suddenly her eyes went dark.
This skirt costs hundreds of thousands.
Han Heyue also apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my hand slipped."
Lian Jiao's heart sank. Han Heyue was sitting opposite her, so how did his hand slip to her side?
She did it on purpose, she must have done it on purpose, why did she spill coffee on my skirt? Was she mad at me?
Pei Qing apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, this skirt is from V, I'll ask them to send a new one right away, or do you have any other brands you like? I'll buy you one."
Lian Jiao forced a smile: "No need, it's nothing..."
Pei Qing stepped forward and grabbed her hand: "How can this be possible! You came here looking pretty today, so of course you have to go back looking pretty."
After a while of discussion, Lian Jiao finally chose a skirt from the brand.
Pei Qing was about to call someone to send it over when he asked Lian Jiao, "It's not convenient to change clothes here. Do you have any other place to go?"
Lian Jiao: "My friend and I opened a salon here, let's go there."
Pei Qing: "Okay. Your skirt——"
Lian Jiao: "It's okay, I'll take you to my salon."
She introduced: "We only accept female customers and mainly do styling design. If you are interested, you can try it."
Pei Qing asked the name of the salon and asked Lian Jiao to go to the salon to change clothes first, while she wanted to drive her own car there.
Han Heyue sat on the sofa only after Lian Jiao left.
"I felt like she wanted to kill me just now. How much was that dress?"
Pei Qing asked the brand to deliver the skirt to a designated location, and then replied: "About a hundred thousand, plus other accessories it should be over twenty."
Han Heyue straightened her body: "This is truly an unbearable pain in my life."
Pei Qing: "It's okay, don't worry, come and see my paintings."
She unfolded the crumpled piece of drawing paper in her pocket.
On the drawing paper, Lian Jiao was lying on the ground, covered with a white cloth, with only half of her face exposed.
It’s confirmed. If we don’t think of a solution, Lian Jiao will be dead soon.
But Lian Jiao said she was not allergic.
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