Jiang Yiyan still wanted to talk more, but in the next second, she heard Qin Nanqian hang up the phone, and she was extremely depressed.

Qin Nanqian called Ge Feifei's phone, but no one answered Ge Feifei's phone.

Qin Nanqian called Qin Zeming again, who was eating in the restaurant.

"You immediately inquire where my wife goes? Is there an accident? ”

Qin Zeming immediately checked out the bill and called Pu Chelang.

Pu Chelang was surprised to receive Qin Zeming's call: "How do you have my mobile phone number?" ”

Qin Zeming said politely: "If you want to find it, you will definitely be able to find it." Is my young lady okay? ”

Pucheron called Ge Feifei, who was standing nearby, to answer the phone.

Ge Feifei knew that Qin Zeming's call was Qin Nanqian's instruction: "Zeming." I am fine. I'm in the mall and my phone is dead. ”

Ge Feifei is fine, Qin Zeming doesn't have to go to Ge Feifei anymore, but he still has to help his president.

"Young lady. The president is waiting for you to eat. Hungry stomach aches. ”

Ge Feifei was anxious when he heard this: "You let my husband eat first, don't wait for me." I'm waiting for an important customer. I try to go back as soon as possible. ”

"Okay." Qin Zeming then rushed to the door of the hotel room where Ge Feifei was staying and knocked on the door.

Qin Nanqian thought that Ge Feifei was back, and opened the door with a bright smile, and when he saw Qin Zeming, he stretched out his hand and patted it.

Qin Zeming dodged.

"President. Listen to me. ”

"Did you do what I asked you to do?" Qin Nanqian asked with a dark face: "Where is my wife?" ”

"The young lady's phone is out of battery. She's meeting with an important client. I said you were hungry and had a stomachache. The young lady suddenly changed her mind and said that she would strive to come back soon. You can be patient and wait. ”

Qin Zeming felt that his reason was enough to explain to Qin Nanqian.

It was he who pretended to be generous and asked his wife Ge Feifei to work, and Qin Nanqian didn't blame Qin Zeming too much.

"What are you still doing standing stupidly? Why don't you order food yet? ”

Qin Zeming walked towards the elevator entrance.

His wife was not around, and he felt bored, so Qin Nanqian watched the scenery outside the window in front of the window.

Qin Zeming took the elevator downstairs.

At this time, Jiang Yiyan came in from outside the hotel with a small medicine box and waved to Qin Zeming.

Jiang Yiyan is the family doctor sent by Qin Lilan to take care of Qin Nanqian.

Qin Zeming didn't dare not give face.

"Dr. Jiang. Why are you in a hurry? ”

Jiang Yiyan said seriously: "I'll change Nanqian's dressing." Where is Nam Qian? ”

Jiang Yiyan's reason is very sufficient.

If Qin Nanqian's wound deteriorated a little, Qin Zeming would definitely have to bear the charge of not taking care of Qin Nanqian, and he would definitely be scolded by Qin Nanqian's mother Qin Lilan and deduct his salary.

Qin Zeming had to tell Jiang Yiyan which room Qin Nanqian lived in.

"When will your young lady come back? It's best to have someone with you when you change dressings. Jiang Yiyan's words didn't sound like a problem.

"Dr. Jiang. Or you wait in the restaurant downstairs. I'm going to order a meal for my president. Qin Zeming took the first step.

Jiang Yiyan entered the restaurant, sat down near the window, put the medicine box in her hand on the table, and ordered another cup of coffee to drink while waiting.

Finish a cup of coffee.

The estimated time is almost up.

After Jiang Yiyan checked out, she took the medicine box and took the elevator to the door of Ge Feifei's room and knocked on the door.

Qin Nanqian, who opened the door, saw Jiang Yiyan and was a little bored: "I said that I don't need to trouble you." ”

Jiang Yiyan replied indifferently: "I'm a doctor." You are a patient. Do you still want to talk to your wife? Have you ever wondered what it feels like for your wife to see an infected wound on your head? ”

The weather is hot, causing the wound to become inflamed and pus, which is very nauseous.