Zhan Feng laughed and said, "Okay, Doctor Chen, I've been wanting to ask for your contact information for a long time, but I was afraid of being rejected so I didn't ask. Let's add a phone number. I need to follow up on your case."
Qingshan was dumbfounded. In her past life, she always told patients to follow up if they felt unwell, speaking in a series of sentences like a crosstalk routine. In this life, she was practicing medicine on her own and had no place to register and see patients. In this situation, she had to leave contact information for them!
But she didn't even have a cell phone, so how could she leave her phone number? Her home number? No, she hadn't officially told her parents about her medical skills yet, and she didn't like patients interfering with her family's lives, so leaving her home number wouldn't be appropriate.
Qingshan was just pondering when Gao Xiang spoke up: "Ms. Chen, someone gave me a cell phone and a phone card as a gift. I thought the colors were too bright and I haven't used them yet. If you don't mind, you can use them as a dedicated follow-up hotline. How about that?"
Chen Qingshan was overjoyed: Gao Xiang is really capable. He wanted to give me a mobile phone, but he was afraid that I would lose face so he deliberately said that he couldn't use it. No wonder he could become the head of Tianan Real Estate in the future.
Without waiting for Qingshan to express his opinion, Gao Xiang took out a Blueberry phone from the drawer and stuffed it into Qingshan's hand.
In 2002, almost all mobile phone screens were as big as chestnuts. Only the American BlueBerry phone had a screen the size of two chestnuts, which was considered the most high-end.
Qingshan looked at the old-fashioned phone in her hand and didn't know what expression to make. She used Fruit Max in her previous life, and she felt a lot that the technology level had regressed so many years.
Despite this, Qingshan still politely thanked Gao Xiang and Zhan Feng. The number of this new phone ends with four digits 8, and it would cost a lot of money to buy this number.
Leaving Zhan Feng to soak in the medicine in pain, Qingshan left the Marriott Entertainment City under the escort of Gao Xiang.
When they arrived at the entrance of the entertainment city, Chen Qingshan raised his hand to stop Gao Xiang and said, "Boss Gao, there's no need to see me off."
Gao Xiang took out a black card from his pocket and handed it to Chen Qingshan with both hands:
"Ms. Chen, this is the VIP membership card for Marriott Entertainment City. With this card, you can spend freely at Marriott, all for free. Each VIP has a private room, which is only for the cardholder and is staffed by professionals to provide high-quality service. Miss Chen, the room corresponding to this card is the best in the entire Marriott Entertainment City. Young Master Zhan and I are waiting for your visit at any time!"
Qingshan looked at the priceless black V card for a long time before reaching out to take it and putting it in her pocket. Although businessmen don't do anything without profit, she really couldn't dislike Gao Xiang.
Qingshan looked at Gao Xiang's sincere and frank eyes and smiled softly, revealing two small dimples: "Boss Gao, your mother's illness - I can cure it!"
When Gao Xiang heard her words, it was as if a thunderclap sounded in his heart:
Can it be cured? Oh, it can be cured! That’s great!
In an instant, Gao Xiang's expression turned to horror. No, he had never mentioned his mother to Chen Qingshan. To be more precise, he had never mentioned it to anyone at Marriott. How did she know? Who was this little girl?
Gao Xiang opened his mouth, took a step back unconsciously, and looked at Chen Qingshan carefully.
Gao Xiang had been around the underworld and had seen countless tricks of deception and fraud. He couldn't help but doubt Chen Qingshan's identity:
This little girl must be a beggar, maybe she is trying to cheat him.
But then he thought something was wrong. Chen Qingshan had just cured Zhan Shao, and he had witnessed his acupuncture skills with his own eyes. If he was really a liar, he wouldn't have left Zhan Feng, the big fish, alone to catch a small shrimp like him.
Gao Xiang's expression changed several times in a moment, and finally stopped at dullness.
Chen Qingshan continued, "Boss Gao, I have many skills, one of which is face reading. Let me tell you a few things."
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