Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

With regard to the journalist, Qin Shiting did not respond to a word. He did not even look at them and went directly into the ambulance. The nurse in the car did not give face to close the door directly behind him, isolating the noise outside.

In the car, several nurses looked somewhat cautiously at Qin Shiting.

Qin Shiting also looked at them at this time: “What am I doing? Is the ambulance a dump? Not working properly? ”

Several nurses rushed to Qin Dong's side for first aid. After all, this is Dr. Qin's father. They were just wondering if Dr. Qin had any instructions, but obviously every patient in his eyes was the same, even his father, and avoided having to untie the emergency measures of the top at this time.

Ambulance lights flashed and roared away in front of the hotel door.

Qin Shiting looked at his father's current ECG instruction diagram with the detector in the car, and his other hand commanded the nurse to lift his father's jaw and other emergency treatment operations, steady and not messy, his eyes clear and calm.

The car had gone away, and he couldn't even look at the hotel.

The last time he came to Qin's hotel, it was four years ago.

At that time, the Qin family and the Ling family had had a few drinks at the wine table because of their social ties, so they were happy to give their children's wedding affairs down, and suddenly they took another day to say that they would meet Ling Xuanye. Qin Shiting had just returned from Japan the other day. Somehow, he was suddenly stuffed with a fiancée. He had no intention of agreeing at all. He refused directly. He refused directly without any hesitation.

I didn't even plan to meet him.

The Qin family and Ling family asked him to eat at this hotel that day. He had no intention of coming.

As a result, suddenly after dark, I received a message that I had read a song and my passport had landed in the country, including that someone had booked a room at Qin's hotel with an ID card to read a song in time, indicating that the song would not only return to Haicheng that night, but would also stay directly at the hotel.

Qin Shiting hung up the phone and came straight over. He had no intention of meeting Ling's family at all. As a result, he met Ling Father when he arrived at the hotel. He thought he was in a hurry and came late. He spoke a few scenes and put him in the seat where he called for dinner. Hardson listened to the two families sitting there properly arranging the so-called engagement.

Qin Shiting didn't agree, but obviously his father and grandfather were still waiting for him. He didn't take his refusal seriously. After all, he never heard of any girl he liked around him. The only person who knew Qin Shiting had a girlfriend was his mother, who was far from Japan.

It was four years ago, and the trance was almost impossible to remember.

In my impression, Qin Shiting went to the bathroom, and Qin Father also went to the bathroom. The father and son talked. Qin Shiting never let go of his mouth. The matter between him and Ling Jia had never greeted him in advance, let alone agreed or disagreed. It was all funny talk, and he would not have promised this so-called engagement.

What Qin Father means is, don't refuse to be so thorough, first look at him with Ling Xuan. It's not over now anyway. Then he answered a phone call temporarily and went out. After returning to his seat, Ling Xuan said he wanted dessert from the famous dessert store across the street because the food was not appetizing and didn't eat much. Qin Father gave Qin Shiting a look to buy some back. Qin Shiting had intended to take this opportunity to leave directly, so he went.

As a result, Ling Xuan followed up.

And he stayed with him all the way. He said this for a while. Later, he said that the two Ling Qin families were watching inside. Qin Shiting saw that Ling Father and Qin family were indeed dating each other for many years. He didn't just throw Ling Xuan's hand away in front of those elders. Before he left his daughter, he refused to get engaged directly. He hurt Ling's face too much. He had to be a little euphemistic in it. Even though he personally did not like to use this euphemism at this time, it was better to be decisive than anything else. But after all, he had to take into account the faces of the two families. He endured several minutes of crossing the street.

After crossing the street, he went into the dessert store and pulled out his arm directly. After Ling Xuan went in, he saw too many people. His face straightened and embarrassed him. He said he didn't want to line up. He bowed his head to persuade her to say a few words. As for what she wanted to eat or not, it had nothing to do with him.

After a long queue time in the dessert store and returning to the hotel opposite him, Ling Father and his father did not know what they had talked about. It was very exciting and the meal ended about an hour later.

Qin Shiting avoided Ling family and Ling Xuan, who tried to talk to him several times, went to check the room number of the song, entered the elevator, went upstairs and went outside her room door.

After not knowing how long, there was no movement in the room, but the front desk confirmed that the lady had checked in and had a record of the door swiping, and then transferred the video from this corridor, when she saw the song went out almost an hour ago, wearing a black trench coat, which was not thick, including her thin and thin figure.

Phone calls, cell phones off, still no contact.

Qin Shiting instructed the hotel staff to guard the hotel's doors and immediately notify him when she saw her return. He was not sure if she was going back to Shui Villa to get something. He went downstairs and stopped a car to rush back.

That is, after returning to Villa Pushui, I saw the chronicle song standing outside the gate for a long time.

Later on.

Shida Group emigrated to the United States, took root in the United States, didn't know if it had been a year or two, or more, Qin Shiting's impression of seeing the song when he saw it again and the name, when he went to the United States to help Nan Heng save his little Fengling's life, on the flight to the United States, saw the English business magazine.

CEO of the American Shida Group, singing songs.

The woman in the magazine photograph stood at a conference table in a building in a region of Washington Financial Avenue, smiling like a bearded white boss shaking hands and talking, the black eyes were mature and steady after the years of baptism, and the merchant's brilliance and uniqueness came.

The woman in the picture is no longer a little girl, seventeen years old, sitting in a high school classroom secretly putting a bottle of hot milk on his desk.

She walked on the tip of a knife for more than four years in the business world where she didn't throw up bones.

“Dr. Qin, do you want to take me directly to the emergency room, or... should I sign up first, just like everyone else's process?” The nurse's voice sounded.

Qin Shiting looked outside the eye ambulance and the car had returned to the hospital emergency door.

“Send it to first aid, Zhang, you go help me hang up a number, I'll go straight in. ”

“Okay, Dr. Qin. ”

The door opened, Qin Shiting walked down the ambulance, and just entered the hospital. An intern hurried up to hand over his white coat. Qin Shiting lifted his hand and pushed away: “I'll go to the first aid, you come with me. ”