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She didn¡¯t dare to make any waves even when she was angry.
So even if he made her unhappy, they could only endure it.
The more Gu Mingsheng thought about it, the more proud he became. He avoided Chen Yuanming and made another phone call, "The person I arranged will not be coming tonight."
He wanted Lu Qianqian to recover quickly, so he deliberately asked Jian Ning to come over for a walk.
¡°Anyway, it¡¯s not him who has the final say on what happens to her in the future.
There is no rush at this moment.
Chen Yuanming looked at his proud look and wanted to remind him several times, asking him if he had a bad attitude towards Jian Ning just now, and reminding him that it was best not to have any issues between the two of them, but after thinking about it, he gave up.
Since Jian Ning didn¡¯t say anything about his bad attitude.
?Then he won¡¯t interfere.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????¡ªWhen Jian Ning needs to be seen for treatment, and then Gu Mingsheng is asked to hire someone, I'm afraid she has plenty of ways to trick him.
Also teach Gu Mingsheng a lesson.
Let him remember that Chen Yuanming¡¯s disciple is not someone who can lose his temper with her casually!
"Mr. Chen." Gu Mingsheng only realized after hanging up the phone that Chen Yuanming didn't look well now. He looked at him cautiously, "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable in the car?"
"It's okay." Chen Yuanming waved his hand, "It's more important to see your father's doctor."
"Gu Mingsheng was greatly moved, "Doctors like you are real healers! Unlike those who go through the back door, they are nothing, know nothing, and look down on everything!"
Chen Yuanming clicked his tongue.
No matter how you think about it, you feel that these words should be describing himself.
But what he was thinking about now was that the person he was describing must be Jian Ning.
Chen Yuanming nodded lightly as a response.
Gu Mingsheng felt more and more that this man was humble, many times more humble than a doctor like Jian Ning, and he became more convinced of Jian Ning's inferiority and insignificance.
When Dr. Chen finishes treating his father, he must find an opportunity to teach Jian Ning a lesson, so that she can fully experience what it means to have someone outside the world and a world beyond the sky!
But when Chen Yuanming came to the room where the old man of the Gu family was lying, and after looking around at the person, Gu Mingsheng's face became worse and worse.
"Don't keep shaking your head." Gu Mingsheng was very anxious, "Tell me, what is my dad's condition now? He can recover, right?"
Chen Yuanming still shook his head.
Gu Mingsheng's heart sank a little bit, "Isn't it incurable?"
Chen Yuanming still shook his head and nodded again, "It's not that it can't be cured, it's that I can't cure it."
Gu Mingsheng suddenly thought of what Chen Yuanming had said before, "I understand. Your Chinese acupuncture is said to be in the hands of your apprentice, so you can't insert the needle now, right? Then can I just ask them to get the needle from your apprentice?"
"I'm afraid not." Chen Yuanming took back the hand that inspected Mr. Gu and sighed.
"Is your apprentice far away from here?"
"That's not true." Chen Yuanming pretended to be serious. He just wanted to make Gu Mingsheng anxious, "It's very close, but if you ask the people below to find her, I'm afraid she won't be happy." He said seriously, "Let's do this, let me Think about how to contact her.¡±
"How can an apprentice be more arrogant than your master?"
"Because he taught his apprentices to starve to death." Chen Yuanming's eyes gradually became sharper, and the mellow old man seemed to have suddenly disappeared.
Gu Mingsheng was actually frightened by this look, "What do you mean?"
He smiled and said, "That's what Mr. Gu thinks. The one who can really treat your father is my disciple."
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