However, although this richest man is so handsome, he has a terrible temper and is extremely possessive of his women, it's almost unbelievable. This man is so cold it makes your hair stand on end. I wonder how his wife gets along with him? Countless questions flooded the doctor's mind.
"I asked you to treat my wife's injury, what are you standing there like an idiot, daydreaming about? If you can't treat her, then find someone else!" Ou Zihan couldn't help but scold him when he saw his dazed and slow-moving appearance. He was extremely impatient, and his little woman's injury was still hurting.
Here he comes again, why is he so grumpy? Luo Xiaoyi turned her head and glared at Ou Zihan, who then obediently remained silent.
At this moment, Ou Zihan is like a disobedient child who makes mistakes all the time and gets scolded by his mother. In an instant, he looks like a well-behaved child who has suffered a lot of grievances, which is quite funny.
The doctor quickly agreed with Ou Zihan, "Okay, okay." "Miss, what happened to your finger? It looks like something pinched it." As he spoke, the doctor used tweezers with an alcohol swab to disinfect the wound on Luo Xiaoyi's index finger. This time, the doctor was smarter and dared not touch Ou Zihan's hand again. He thought to himself, "Will Ou Zihan cause me trouble now?"
"Ugh, I got pinched by a crayfish." Luo Xiaoyi gasped in pain, her delicate eyebrows furrowing.
"How dare you hurt my wife? Do you not want to be a doctor anymore?" Ou Zihan's emotions, which had just calmed down, suddenly surged again. His little woman frowned in pain, and his heart ached inexplicably. His anger rose up, and he naturally blamed the doctor.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Ou, I'll be gentler," the doctor said cautiously, no longer daring to apply alcohol to Luo Xiaoyi.
Today, the doctor was really in a bind. He couldn't decide what to do, and he couldn't refuse to see patients either. He was in a terrible predicament!
"It's okay, doctor, don't listen to him, I'm not in pain." Luo Xiaoyi quickly comforted the doctor. This time, even if she was in pain, she wouldn't show it, so as not to make things difficult for the poor doctor again. She was really worried for the poor doctor.
"Um... thank you." The doctor glanced at her, gave a helpless smile—a smile more like a grimace. He just wanted to quickly appease this important person and get her out of there as soon as possible.
Luo Xiaoyi glanced at Ou Zihan, who was intently staring at the wound on Luo Xiaoyi's finger.
Luo Xiaoyi thought to herself, "This Ou Zihan has caused so much trouble since he arrived at the hospital. He's made me so flustered that I've forgotten the pain in my wound. He's a devilishly charming man, hard to control."
Outside the consultation room, seven or eight bodyguards stood guard at the door. Mo Nan stood at the door and shouted, "Our President Ou just cut in line. Sorry, this money is a reward from our President Ou."
Mo Nan opened a large, high-end leather suitcase, which was filled with bright red banknotes, enough to dazzle the patients. He grabbed several thick stacks of red bills, held them up in his hand, and prepared to scatter the money.
The patients stood there dumbfounded, their eyes fixed on the bright red banknotes in Mo Nan's hand, their gazes filled with anticipation and longing, their eyes practically bulging out of their sockets! Was this some kind of windfall? Were they too happy today? Were they dreaming?
"Are they really throwing money around?"; "Thank you, President Ou!"; "What a kind person who helps innocent people!"; "President Ou is so noble and polite, he can see a doctor for as long as he wants, we're not in a hurry." A cacophony of voices rose up. It seems money really does have power. Just moments ago they were vilifying President Ou, and now they're praising him to the skies. This is naked human nature.
Mo Nan casually tossed several stacks of money into the air. The bright red banknotes scattered from mid-air, carrying an alluring aura that stirred people's excitement.
These patients disregarded their illnesses and became even more frantic than normal people, starting to rob money like crazy. Some nurses joined in, and the entire corridor descended into chaos. Some people even started fighting over the money.
Looking at this scene, Mo Nan couldn't help but sigh. "Alas, as the saying goes, people die for money, and birds die for food. Just now these people were cursing President Ou for cutting in line, but now they're crawling on the ground like dogs, trying to steal President Ou's money. What rules, what principles, what right and wrong? To hell with all of that! None of that matters as much as money!"
Mo Nan glanced around and spotted the red-haired guy who had just been cursing President Ou. This red-haired guy was a ruthless robber; he was the most aggressive in robbing and the one who took the most money! Mo Nan snorted coldly. The one who cursed the most and robbed the most was the bastard who needed to be taught a lesson!
He gave the bodyguard a wink, and the bodyguard immediately pulled the red-haired guy out of the crowd. The bodyguard snatched the money from the red-haired guy's hand and threw it away. "Hey, what are you doing? My money, my money!" the red-haired guy shouted anxiously.
"President Ou has ordered that anyone who insults him be dealt with properly and slapped!" Mo Nan commanded imposingly.
"Yes, Secretary Mo." The bodyguard obeyed respectfully. When the president was not around, Secretary Mo was the most senior.
"No, no!" Red Hair was held up by two bodyguards, one on each side. The bodyguard in front of him kept slapping him across the face. Soon, Red Hair was covered in blood and unable to speak. Red Hair would never forget that he should never curse people indiscriminately!
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Inside the consultation room.
Finally, under Ou Zihan's piercing gaze, the doctor carefully completed this glorious and great task. Only after seeing them off did the doctor finally breathe a sigh of relief; these rich people were truly difficult to please.
The entrance to the European-style kitchen.
A dozen or so chefs, along with Butler Zhao, stood respectfully at the entrance. Today, they had all been kicked out by Young Master Ou and had nothing to do but stand guard at the kitchen door. They hadn't done anything wrong.
But today, Young Master Ou is actually going to cook for his young mistress himself! This surprising move by Young Master Ou has astonished them all. Why would he, who has never cooked before, suddenly decide to cook for his young mistress? There's really nothing a man in love wouldn't do, and even the famous Young Master Ou is no exception.
What kind of horrible mess would Ou Shao's cooking turn out to be? They were all worried for him.
In the kitchen.
Luo Xiaoyi was holding a scallion and was about to peel it when Ou Zihan grabbed her hand, threw the scallion aside, placed his two large hands on her shoulders, and looked at her with tender eyes.
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