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Gong Jue replied in a good mood, “You want to know? Give me a kiss and I’ll investigate for you!”
That smug expression was as stuffy as it could be.
Gu Qiqi was speechless.
Dumb man, is it really good for you to be a hooligan in front of your parents?
Indeed, in the very next second.
Gong Qing glanced over coldly. “Shameless! What husband! Who allowed it!”
Songsong smiled and tugged at the corner of Gong Qing’s shirt. “Brother, don’t disturb youngsters from dating. It’ll make you look like an old antique. Don’t be like Dad used to be, okay?”
After being scolded by his wife, Gong Qing stopped for a moment. However, he still muttered unhappily, “Hmph, don’t think that just because the rumors have come to an end, they can continue to mess around! We still don’t know the background of the small actress that Gong Sheng hired. It’s impossible for her to continue acting for the rest of her life. After a while, breaking up will be another mess! Gong Jue and this gold-digger…”
As Gong Qing spoke, his expression suddenly changed. “Gold digger, you actually drew a bowl of the old master’s blood without saying anything! A bowl of blood!! Bastard, stop quickly!”
Everyone’s attention was attracted by Gong Sheng’s live broadcast just now, so they did not notice that Gu Qiqi was still bloodletting. Moreover, he was bleeding quite a lot!
The old man was almost 80 years old. He was thin and did not have much blood.
Would he still be able to survive if Gu Qiqi drew so much of his blood?
Gong Qing could not be blamed for being nervous and angry. Even the medical specialists beside him did not dare to say anything despite being angry. They shook their heads and sighed.
Unfortunately, Gong Jue protected Gu Qiqi forcefully. “Since you trust her to treat my grandfather, you have to trust her until the end. Why are you guys always talking before understanding the whole story?”
“I am quibbling? Your grandfather is about to die, you bastard!”
“Letting Qiqi give up halfway is killing him!”
“Gong Jue, get lost!”
“My wife treats illnesses while I protect her. Why should I leave?”
The father and son quarreled again.
On the other hand, Gu Qiqi was not distracted and continued to focus on drawing the old man’s blood.
She only stopped when the bowl of blood was almost full.
“Pour it away,” she ordered.
Gong Qing was anxious. “Hurry up and give the Old Master a blood transfusion!”
“No need!” Gu Qiqi rejected.
“He lost so much blood, yet you still don’t let the patient have a blood transfusion! Do you know anything about medicine? You’re a pugilistic doctor!”
“Mr. Gong, it’s not up to you to decide if I understand or not. It’s up to the patient. This is the blood that has been accumulating in Grandpa’s body for so many years. There’s nothing to pity about. I’ll give him herbs that can restore his bone marrow and blood production to help him create new blood in his bone marrow. The blood he produces himself is ten thousand times better than blood transfusion.”
Gong Jue looked at his wife scolding his father and was very proud.
Songsong was already used to the atmosphere of this family arguing. She shook her head helplessly and moved the chair over. “Qiqi, sit down and rest for a while. The effect of the treatment won’t be seen so soon. We’re not in a hurry. Let’s wait slowly.”
“Thank you, Auntie. Have a seat first.” Gu Qiqi returned the favor and was very polite and respectful to Songsong.
Gong Qing felt stifled again.
This materialistic woman’s mouth was so sweet. She called his son her husband, his wife her aunt, and his old man her grandfather. Even Gong Sheng, who had never met her before, was lucky to be called “Big Brother” by her.
However, she only called him “Mr. Gong” coldly!
How much discrimination was this!
How disrespectful!
Gong Qing was filled with anger as he waved his sleeve. “Hmph! If she can cure the Old Master with her lousy skills, my surname won’t be Gong!”