If An Ran hadn’t realized that Jing Xiangyang was teasing her earlier, she definitely would now.
Seeing that Jing Xiangyang had finished bandaging, An Ran stood up first and nodded to him, "Thank you, doctor."
She said this while pulling Mu Xingfeng to leave.
"Hey, young lady, did you hear what I just said? I really can get scar removal dicine."
Jing Xiangyang spoke again.
Clearly, this little girl was so concerned about whether there’d be a scar on her arm, yet in the blink of an eye, she seed to have changed completely.
"Generally, if a hospital doctor strongly recomnds a certain dicine to you, that dicine must bring significant profits to that doctor. It’s like when people used to sell Power Pills on the street, how could they go through all the fuss if it wasn’t just to make a living? As for the efficacy, that’s questionable. So, I’m not interested in the scar removal dicine the doctor ntioned."
"You..." Jing Xiangyang would never have imagined An Ran giving him this kind of theory. Him, a proud top student of M Country’s dical school, being compared to a Power Pill seller?
Just as he was about to say sothing, Mu Xingfeng chid in: "Hmm, I’m not interested either."
Now, Jing Xiangyang was furious, "Boss, in just half a year, how did you turn this little white rabbit into a wildcat? I recomnded scar removal dicine because I didn’t want the girl to have scars; how did I end up being compared to selling Power Pills?"
"It’s actually a bit similar," Mu Xingfeng gave an earnest evaluation.
"Boss, you’re hurting my feelings here!" Jing Xiangyang finished speaking and pointed at An Ran, "And you, little girl, why are you learning the bad stuff from him? You had to beco so sharp-tongued," not cute at all.
An Ran shrugged, "I was just telling the truth."
"You..."
"Alright, Xiang Yang," Mu Xingfeng interrupted their conversation, "Let introduce her properly. This is my wife, An Ran. Ranran, this is the doctor of the Guard Team, Jing Xiangyang."
Originally, he didn’t want to introduce An Ran to Jing Xiangyang. After all, back during military training, Jing Xiangyang had teased his little girl quite a bit. But hearing Jing Xiangyang call her ’little girl’ repeatedly made him even more uncomfortable.
"Just the doctor of the Guard Team? Boss, that’s a bit unkind to introduce like that to your wife." Jing Xiangyang protested discontentedly.
"When you bring the scar removal dicine, I’ll consider introducing you differently." Mu Xingfeng said and pulled An Ran out of the dical room.
"Hey, Boss, aren’t you afraid I’ll bring a Power Pill?" Jing Xiangyang shouted from behind.
An Ran pursed her lips and began to laugh softly.
Actually, she had sensed that Mu Xingfeng had an unusual relationship with this doctor; she just didn’t expect it to reveal itself here.
"What are you laughing at?" Mu Xingfeng looked sideways at An Ran and asked.
"I’m laughing at that doctor. He tried to show off but failed and then got extorted by you. It must feel pretty frustrating." Saying this, An Ran’s smile grew larger.
"Jing Xiangyang is also from the Imperial City. We were classmates in middle school, and we got along well. Originally, we planned to apply to military school together, but his family firmly opposed him joining the military. They changed his application and sent him to study business managent, intending for him to take over family affairs.
Jing Xiangyang is also quite stubborn. His military school ambition didn’t co to fruition, and he wouldn’t go for business managent either. He eventually went to M Country to study at the dical school. After spending five years there, he earned a master’s degree, returned ho without any intention of taking over the family business, and ca to Nan’an to find , becoming a doctor."
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