Qiao Jing rolled her eyes in speechless frustration and said coldly,
"Are you here to see a doctor or to chat? There are other patients waiting for me to see them."
Standing beside her, Zhan Nanqing immediately chimed in,
"Exactly. She has more than just one patient to see. Don’t waste the time of other patients. Hurry up and let Qiao Jing take your pulse and prescribe your medicine, and then you can leave."
Just now, she had almost lost control and reached out to stand between Qiao Jing and Wu Xirui.
How could Wu Xirui have such thick skin?
He even pulled his chair closer to Qiao Jing?!
Is he trying to piss her off??
The smile on Wu Xirui’s face stiffened, and the little bit of sincerity in it vanished without a trace as he glanced at Zhan Nanqing.
"What business is it of yours what happens between Qiao Jing and me? Don’t think that I can’t do anything to you just because you’re from the Zhan Family."
This person called Zhan Nanqing had interfered with his moments with Qiao Jing more than once.
His patience also had its limits.
Zhan Nanqing made an indifferent "tsk" sound and, crossing her arms, leaned back against the chair.
"You think you’re in the right? Do you not know that Qiao Jing is my sister-in-law, or what? Are you saying you want to take a swing at me with what you’re saying?"
If this were before, she might have taken Wu Xirui’s status into consideration and been slightly more polite.
Now that her relationship with Qiao Jing was so good, how could she possibly still tolerate it?
She was the young lady of the Zhan Family, after all. No matter what, Wu Xirui couldn’t challenge the Zhan Family’s status. She was not afraid!
Moreover, she had such a formidable sister-in-law. Was she afraid of a mere Wu Xirui?
Naturally, Qiao Jing was on Zhan Nanqing’s side. She knitted her brows and said coldly,
"Wu Xirui, if you’re not here for treatment, then please leave. And don’t even think about laying a hand on Nanqing!"
She would not allow anyone to harm her friend, and all the more so for Zhan Nanqing. Now, Zhan Nanqing was her sister.
Upon hearing Qiao Jing’s words, Zhan Nanqing’s eyes instantly lit up, and on the spot, she turned into a little fangirl, blinking her starry eyes at Qiao Jing.
Why did Qiao Jing give her a feeling akin to a domineering CEO protecting his wife?
If Qiao Jing’s identity was swapped with her brother’s and she became the CEO, she would certainly be able to hold her own!
After all, Qiao Jing was a strong woman!
Wu Xirui could no longer maintain his smile and, after giving Zhan Nanqing a cold look, extended his hand to Qiao Jing.
"Look, I’m here for the treatment."
It seemed that today wasn’t the day to get cozy with Qiao Jing. As for Zhan Nanqing,
he had originally wanted to find an opportunity to start something, but since Qiao Jing had spoken in this manner, he couldn’t challenge her limits.
Otherwise, it would become very difficult for him to get close to Qiao Jing again, and even harder to snatch her away from Zhan Qipei.
Qiao Jing, whose brows were tightly furrowed, finally relaxed them, her fingertips touching Wu Xirui’s pulse. After a few seconds, she withdrew her hand.
"You’re recovering well. Just keep taking the medicine and avoid bad habits."
After saying this, she was about to grab a pen to write a prescription when a wet wipe appeared before her.
Looking up at the owner of the wet wipe, Qiao Jing saw that Zhan Nanqing was staring at her with a look of concern, and there was a large pack of wet wipes on the table.
With a puzzled face, she asked,
Her hands weren’t dirty, so why the sudden offer of a wet wipe?
Zhan Nanqing gestured meaningfully in Wu Xirui’s direction and, seeing that Qiao Jing didn’t take it, immediately pushed the wet wipe into her hand without another word.
"You just need to take it."
She was magnanimous, not minding Wu Xirui’s earlier remark, and now she refrained from showing disdain for him in his presence.
Qiao Jing took the wet wipe and glanced at Wu Xirui, whose face was gloomy at the moment, and immediately understood what Zhan Nanqing meant.
She struggled to suppress a smile that threatened to show, held the wet tissue in her hand, and began to write a prescription for Wu Xirui.
Wu Xirui noticed Zhan Nanqing’s movement, and his face darkened even further, no longer bothering to maintain a fake smile.
He clenched his fists and glared at Zhan Nanqing with eyes like those of a venomous snake.
Feeling the force of Wu Xirui’s stare, Zhan Nanqing became somewhat frightened and directly moved her stool next to Qiao Jing.
As soon as she sat beside Qiao Jing, she calmed down, lifted her chin slightly, and rolled her eyes at Wu Xirui right in front of him.
Wu Xirui stood up, reaching out to pull Zhan Nanqing away.
Just as his hand was about to touch Zhan Nanqing, a prescription was unceremoniously slapped across his face.
Qiao Jing quickly released her grasp, and the prescription fluttered down to the table as her cool voice rang out.
"My hand slipped, what are you suddenly standing up for? Haven’t I told you that you’re not allowed to touch Nanqing?"
She thought in the time it took to write a prescription, Wu Xirui decided to lay his hands on Zhan Nanqing?
Zhan Nanqing couldn’t help but let out a "pfft" of laughter upon seeing Wu Xirui’s face smudged with the prescription, but she quickly stopped herself.
To avoid receiving Wu Xirui’s threatening look again, she simply hid behind Qiao Jing, not even glancing at him.
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Wu Xirui suppressed his anger, and when facing Qiao Jing, his peach blossom eyes curved, and he reinstated his smile.
"I wasn’t violent, I just stood up to take a look, that’s all."
The nearby employee, seeing the atmosphere had eased, stepped forward to take the prescription and began to prepare the medicine for Wu Xirui.
The employee quickly wrapped up the medicine and handed it over to Wu Xirui.
Wu Xirui took the medicine and lingered his gaze on Qiao Jing for a few seconds before departing.
"I’ll be going first."
He had many other opportunities to interact with Qiao Jing and wouldn’t cling to this one.
Besides, with Zhan Nanqing, that nuisance present, there was little he could do anyway.
Qiao Jing responded with a nonchalant "hmm," not even looking at Wu Xirui.
After Wu Xirui left, Zhan Nanqing immediately jumped out from behind Qiao Jing.
"Finally he’s gone; he was so annoying. Right, Qiao Jing, please don’t associate with him so much. He obviously has ulterior motives. And why does he want to chat about daily life with you? Isn’t that just trying to pry into your life excessively?"
Qiao Jing nodded, and just as she was about to see the next patient, she suddenly remembered something.
She took out Chi Chenyun’s medical record from the drawer and dialed the number on it.
Soon, the call connected.
Chi Yuhang’s voice came through.
"Miss Qiao, hello! What can I do for you? Hold on! Let me find a quieter place to talk."
Qiao Jing heard some background noise on Chi Yuhang’s end, probably from his workplace.
A few seconds later, Chi Yuhang’s voice became clear.
"I can talk now. What is it, Miss Qiao?"
Qiao Jing’s gaze lingered on the medical record, pausing for a few seconds on the prescription line before speaking.
"Has your grandfather finished the medicine?"