Chapter Seventy-Eight: Helping Each Other



Li, the expert, scratched his head and smiled sincerely, "I've always been as warm as spring to my colleagues, especially after almost getting Dr. Pei beaten up last time. I still feel guilty about it. If I can really help your friend this time, I'd really like to trouble Dr. Pei to do me a favor."

Young Master Pei immediately patted his chest and said without hesitation, "Doctor Li, please don't hesitate to ask if you need any help."

"Here's what happened." Li, who had been resting his hand on the doorknob as if he were about to leave at any moment, removed his hand and walked towards Young Master Pei. "I have a patient whose family has a powerful background, and he's been bothering me lately."

Young Master Pei chuckled, "Li Shaojun, is that why you said you're determined not to have a boyfriend?"

Li, the expert, nodded vigorously, his gaze resolute, and said, "Yes, although I may look a bit effeminate, I am a genuine straight man. So, if Doctor Pei really wants to return the favor, I would like you to help me resolve the troubles caused by that rich second-generation."

Dealing with a rich kid is a piece of cake for Young Master Pei, so he immediately nodded, "I'll help you solve it today."

Li, the expert, was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes. He rushed to Pei's side, grabbed Pei's hand without hesitation, and acted as if he were a Red Army soldier meeting the Party. He couldn't help but shed tears. "Dr. Pei, you are so righteous. It just so happens that the rich second-generation is waiting for me in my office right now. Why don't you go now?"

Young Master Pei, "..."

He looked down at his right hand, which was being held tightly by Li Shaojun's two hands, and fell silent. It turned out that Li Shaojun wasn't as foolish as he thought; he had been laying a long game and waiting for him here.

He thought he could easily pull his hand out of Li Shaojun's grasp with a little force, but to his surprise, Li Shaojun used an unusually strong grip, and he couldn't pull it out even after several attempts.

"Doctor Li," Young Master Pei said helplessly, "since you want me to go now, you should let go of my hand first."

Li, the expert, felt that what Young Master Pei said made perfect sense. As he let go of Pei's hand, he seemed to remember something and patted his chest to assure him, "Dr. Pei, don't worry, I'll take care of your friend's medical bills tonight."

Young Master Pei gave him a dry laugh, straightened his clothes, and left his office, heading towards Li Shaojun's office.

After thinking for a moment, Li, the expert, felt that the rich second-generation who was pestering him was too aggressive and was a little worried about Young Master Pei. He chased after him, opened a crack in the door, and whispered to Young Master Pei, "Doctor Pei, the enemy's firepower is quite strong. You must be careful!"

Young Master Pei didn't turn his head and continued striding forward.

Soon, he arrived at Li Shaojun's office door. Without knocking, he kicked the door open in a very forceful manner.

After kicking the door open, he strode into Dr. Li's office.

Each doctor has a private office, which absolutely guarantees the rights of every doctor. This is probably the biggest difference from public hospitals.

Li Shaojun wasn't lying after all; there really was a young man in his office. Just from the brightly colored shirt he was wearing, you could tell he had good taste. He was rich, but vulgar. His father must have been a nouveau riche.

"Shao..." The young man didn't manage to utter the word "Jun" when he saw that the person who came in wasn't Li Shaojun; the word got stuck in his throat.

Given his reputation as the "Little Tyrant of the North City with Silver Spears," he would normally be furious at the man who kicked the door open. However, upon seeing the man's appearance and physique, especially from his angle where he could see the man's two indescribable private parts, he was quite surprised.

Yes, the lines are really nice, and it has a great texture.

Instead of getting angry, his happiness was written all over his face. "Handsome, how about we grab a drink?"

The rich second-generation used his usual methods to start flirting with Young Master Pei.

Young Master Pei did not refuse directly. Instead, he lifted the hem of his shirt and sat down on the sofa, crossing his long legs. He had a very good demeanor. "It seems we are all experienced drivers. Let's not play games. I'll ask you a few questions. If you can answer them, I'll buy you a drink."

The rich kid rubbed his hands together excitedly, "Great, great, what's the problem?"

Young Master Pei gestured with his lip. "The first question: A woman is sitting on a rock. What four characters does that represent?"

The rich kid tilted his head and thought for a long time, but still couldn't figure it out. He said, "This question is over, next one."

Young Master Pei snorted coldly, "The second question is, a man sitting on a rock, or four characters."

The rich kid tilted his head and thought for a moment, but still couldn't figure it out. He gritted his teeth and said, "This question is fine, let's move on to the next one."

He refused to believe that there were no questions he knew how to answer; he simply hadn't encountered them yet.

Young Master Pei's eyes were filled with contempt as he looked at the rich second-generation. "A woman running naked, and it's four words."

The rich second-generation shook his head blankly.

Young Master Pei stood up from the sofa, raised his right index finger to the rich second-generation, looked him in the eyes, and said, "Listen carefully, this is the last question, and your last chance."

The rich kid nodded vigorously. "Um... handsome, speak slowly, give me some time to think about it."

Young Master Pei ignored his request and, using the same speaking speed, uttered the last question, "An old man running naked—the same old rule, four words."

The rich kid scratched his head and ears, opening and closing his mouth repeatedly, but couldn't utter a single word.

Young Master Pei raised his wrist and looked at it, saying, "Time's up. You've used up all the chances I gave you."

The rich second-generation was shocked, but then he suddenly remembered something and shamelessly said, "Handsome, you've used up all the chances you gave me. I have plenty of chances for you. Come on, I'll buy you a drink. Besides, you're so handsome and have such a great body, we can take turns being on the bottom."

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