Chapter 17 Divine Doctor, Do You Have a Medical License?
“Haha,” Young Master Zhao glanced at Fu Jinzhi’s phone again, his voice dry, “President Fu and his wife have such a good relationship.”
Fu Jinzhi remained noncommittal, casually slandering Wen Yao, "My wife is still young and quite clingy."
Wen Yao: What is Fu Jinzhi barking like a dog again?
"8848, what do you think of this idea? I don't believe that Fu Jinzhi can maintain his relationship with An Rourou while he's been on the phone with me the whole time."
[Isn't the male lead supposed to be able to die whenever he wants?]
But Fu Jinzhi didn't hang up; his phone was still on call even after dinner.
"Mr. Fu, I have a friend's get-together later. We'll be singing and playing games at the club. Would you do me the honor of joining us?"
"No need." Fu Jinzhi waved his phone, which was still connected to the call. "I'm going back to the hotel to rest. My wife can't sleep well in noisy places."
"Holy crap, you're really planning to leave your phone on all night?" Young Master Zhao's face twitched.
After a polite farewell, Fu Jinzhi slowly walked towards the garage, where his assistant was waiting for him.
The sound of high heels clicking rapidly on the ground rang out behind her as An Rourou ran to Fu Jinzhi's car.
"Senior Fu, I'm sorry to bother you."
"We're staying at the same hotel. Could you give me a ride if it's convenient?"
Having finally found an opportunity to meet Fu Jinzhi, how could An Rourou let it go so easily?
She told Mr. Zhao that she wasn't feeling well and needed to go back to the hotel first, and refused his offer to call her a car.
After fixing her hair in the restroom and applying a touch of delicate lip gloss, she appeared radiant before Fu Jinzhi.
Fu Jinzhi glanced at An Rourou, his eyes devoid of any emotion.
Just as An Rourou was worried that she would be rejected, Fu Jinzhi nodded slightly to her, signaling her to get in the car.
"thank you!"
An Rou Rou revealed a warm and happy smile, carefully lifted her skirt and got into the car, secretly observing Fu Jin Zhi's expression through the reflection in the car window.
He seemed a little unwell; his sharp edge had faded, and a hint of fatigue appeared in his eyes. He leaned back in his chair and gently rubbed his temples.
"Hasn't your senior been sleeping well lately?" An Rourou tried hard to suppress her inner joy.
"Did you figure it out again?" Fu Jinzhi raised an eyebrow, looking like a painting just by leaning back in the car seat. "I heard from Xiaoyan that you also saw at a glance that my wife wasn't pregnant. Miss An's medical skills are excellent."
He was initially incredulous when he heard the news, until he went to the hospital for a blood test and found that Wen Yao was indeed not pregnant.
An Rou Rou was so close to Master Fu that her heart was pounding. She blurted out, "It is all thanks to my master's careful training that I have this medical skill that I can rely on to make a living. I can't compare to Senior Fu."
"I just didn't expect that someone like Senior Fu would cooperate with Miss Wen in making jokes like faking pregnancy."
“Oh dear, there’s a lot you haven’t thought of!” Wen Yao’s voice suddenly rang out. “Miss An isn’t familiar with my husband and has no idea about his true personality.”
"He's actually quite childish!"
An Rou Rou's nails dug into her palms, her eyelids trembling: Why are they still on the phone? She thought Fu Jinzhi was just being polite to Young Master Zhao.
I never imagined the two of them would be so close!
Her heart felt as if it were being torn apart by venomous snakes in purgatory, filled with bitterness and pain, and burning with jealousy.
An Rou Rou could barely maintain her gentle demeanor; a hint of sharpness crept into her voice.
"I never expected that my senior would end up marrying such a lively and clingy girl as Miss Wen."
"I always thought that the senior preferred the gentle and graceful type of the senior."
"Oh, I'm so sorry, Miss Wen. I had a little to drink and misspoke."
By projecting her own experience onto others, An Rourou thought that this would hurt Wen Yao's heart. What woman could accept that the person she deeply loves has a white moonlight in his heart?
Wen Yao's physical demonstration was not only acceptable, but also well-received.
"Oh, Miss An Ruoruo! I like her too, not just Jinzhi~"
"But it's understandable that Jinzhi's hobbies have changed, right? Who has the same hobbies from their teens to their thirties?"
"I can fall in love with 20 different types of men in 30 minutes by just scrolling through Douyin."
As soon as Wen Yao finished speaking, the expressions of the two people in the car changed drastically, and an awkward atmosphere spread in the small space.
The assistant driver in front twitched his lips, trying his best to keep his eyes straight ahead and focus on turning the steering wheel.
An Rourou was stung; she was the one who had liked someone from her teens to her twenties.
Unfortunately, her most cherished possession was taken by a shameless woman like Wen Yao. How could she possibly let it go?
Fu Jinzhi smirked, his eyes dangerous, and said in a deep voice, "Mrs. Fu is truly amorous."
Wen Yao wasn't afraid of him at all. H City and S City were so far apart, how could Fu Jinzhi possibly cross the radio waves to hit her?
She wagged her tail and proudly exclaimed in a high-pitched voice, "Oh baby, you're my absolute favorite among all the girls I meet!"
"She's the most precious person in my heart~"
Fu Jinzhi sneered, "Your heart is like a durian, covered in sharp points, right?"
Wen Yao tapped her phone, her cat-like eyes slightly raised: "You noticed that."
An Rourou couldn't get a word in edgewise during their conversation; her extreme jealousy actually calmed her down.
She closed her eyes and remained silent for a long time until she got off the bus, at which point she put on a flawless, gentle smile again, "Thank you for bringing me back, senior."
"Thank you for your help all this time. Please feel free to contact me if you need anything in the future."
"Although I have no other skills, my medical skills are barely presentable."
An Rourou smiled shyly, tucked her long hair behind her ear, and said casually, "I see that your insomnia is getting worse. I think I can help a little."
"How about we exchange contact information first, and you can contact me when you need it?"
"Does Miss An have a medical license?"
Fu Jinzhi did not immediately add An Rourou's contact information. He stood tall and elegant in the underground parking garage. The dim light made his features appear even more deep and blurred the curve of his mouth.
It's unclear whether it's mockery or a smile.
What? An Rou Rou froze.
She was always arrogant about her superb medical skills, believing she could control people's health, life and death, and even their minds, and never thought about the issue of a medical license.
"Pfft." In the quiet garage, Wen Yao's sneer was particularly noticeable. She cleared her throat. "Why isn't Miss An answering? You don't really not have a medical license, do you?"
"But it's not a big deal. Although you don't seem to have graduated from a medical school, your teacher is so capable that he must have the authority to recommend you for the exam."
An Rourou felt an unprecedented humiliation.
She was obviously not qualified to apply, firstly because she didn't graduate from a medical school, and secondly because her miracle doctor teacher was a fabrication.
All her medical skills came from an ancient book she obtained by chance, and she was something she couldn't possibly reveal to anyone.
"I know that senior and Miss Wen will have some concerns."
An Rou Rou used a feigned retreat to advance, raising her beautiful but stubborn face with tears in her eyes, "But I really didn't mean any harm, I just wanted to repay my senior."
Although she couldn't see anything, Wen Yao could imagine the scene over there. She was really afraid that if she pushed the female lead too far, she would make her spread poison everywhere.
"Miss An, you are overthinking it. We did not mean to question you."
"It's just that Jinzhi has a special status, and the entire Fu Group relies on him to operate, so we are being extra careful."
"How about we exchange contact information first, and then we can contact Ms. An when needed?"
A sense of humiliation flashed in An Rourou's eyes. She actually needed Wen Yao to smooth things over, but there was no better way at the moment.
I could only keep comforting myself that at least I got the senior's contact information.
But, the next second...
The assistant came forward with his phone in hand.
Fu Jinzhi's expression was indifferent. "Assistant Jia Du is more efficient."
Whether contacting clients or being contacted by clients, the assistant manager can solve problems efficiently and effectively.
Wen Yao: I can't take it anymore, I'm dying of laughter! So this is what Fu Jinzhi is really like.
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