"Why are you getting a haircut? I'll comb your hair."
Lu Mo decided to ask Lin Shufang to teach him how to comb his hair; he couldn't bear to cut off such beautiful hair.
"I've always wanted to cut my hair short. I see professional women on Hong Kong TV with neat short hair, and they look so good. I want to cut it like that too," Ye Qingqing said with a smile.
“You’re a student now, why are you studying to be a professional woman? I’ll do your hair later.”
Lu Mo's tone left no room for refusal. If Ye Qingqing liked short hair, he would of course agree, but this girl clearly liked long hair, so of course he wouldn't let her give up her most precious long hair.
“But you can’t stay with me every day, so let’s just cut it!” Ye Qingqing blurted out.
Lu Mo paused in combing his hair. "Maybe your eyes will be better tomorrow. If you cut your long hair, you'll definitely cry!"
Ye Qingqing's face lit up with joy, "Can we really see it tomorrow?"
"Anything is possible. I'll take you to Meng Yifan Hospital to have your eyes checked later. Maybe the specialist will say that you're just temporarily blind and that there's nothing wrong with you."
Lu Mo deliberately spoke in a lighthearted manner. He knew Ye Qingqing well. Don't be fooled by her seemingly indifferent appearance; she must be feeling terrible inside. She just didn't want him to worry, so she pretended to be nonchalant.
Ye Qingqing was very surprised. Meng Yifan Hospital was no ordinary hospital; it should be considered one of the top hospitals in the mainland, especially the one in Pingjiang City, which had the most advanced equipment available, comparable to the medical standards in Hong Kong.
Meng Yifan Hospital has branches in several major cities across the country, but the one in Pingjiang City is the largest and the first of its kind in the country.
Because Meng Yifan's ancestral home is in Pingjiang City.
As someone from our hometown, of course we have to do the best.
Meng Yifan is a person's name. He is a very famous tycoon in Hong Kong. However, before he went to Hong Kong, he was already a well-known capitalist in Pingjiang City. Speaking of which, the old lady knows him.
However, Meng Yifan is a generation older than the old lady and is now over ninety years old, and is said to be in good health.
Although Meng Yifan Hospital is a private hospital, it has highly skilled doctors and advanced facilities, so the fees are naturally not low. Ordinary people don't go there; it's mostly frequented by high-ranking officials and dignitaries.
"I heard that it's very difficult to get an appointment there; you have to book several days in advance."
What Ye Qingqing found strange was precisely this: how did Lu Mo manage to get an appointment so quickly?
“He Weishao’s girlfriend knows that expert,” Lu Mo explained simply.
"No wonder!" Ye Qingqing nodded and asked with interest, "Is Wei Ge's girlfriend still that Miss HK?"
"It should be. I haven't heard that he changed people recently."
Lu Mo ladled out the porridge and placed it in front of Ye Qingqing, then put the soup dumplings down as well. "Be careful, it's hot. Do you want me to feed you?"
"No, I'll eat it myself."
Ye Qingqing shook her head as expected. It wasn't like her hand was broken. Although she really wanted Lu Mo to feed her, that would make her seem too weak and make Lu Mo even more reluctant to let her go.
So... she will become a strong desert rose, not a delicate parasitic vine.
Meanwhile, Ye Susu, who was staying at the hotel, couldn't sit still any longer.
It's been almost ten days since she drugged her, why is there still no news about that little bitch Ye Qingqing?
Has the medicine lost its effectiveness?
impossible!
Ye Susu was quite certain that although the strange man demanded a high price and was ruthless, his goods were genuine and absolutely could not be invalid.
She paced restlessly in her room several times, smoked half a pack of cigarettes, and then called Lu Qingquan.
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