The man had a clear-cut visage and a tall, slender figure. He wasn’t especially handsome, but his presence radiated elegance.
At his entrance, whispers immediately broke out amongst the crowd.
"I’ve seen him before, just watched his interview on ’Medical Knocking at the Door’ a couple of days ago, what was his name?"
"Really? Is he a doctor? The one in the floral shirt?"
"That can’t be right, this guy looks rather refined, how could he have that kind of brother? I myself saw Floral Shirt shamelessly sidling up to a beauty, completely faceless."
The hushed conversations around him made the man’s downcast eyes reveal a hint of impatience. His gaze swept across the venue, casually glanced at a certain spot, and then suddenly stopped.
It was in the direction of Li Qiao.
At that moment, the commotion at the entrance had already caught the attention of Nan Xin and others.
The man on the stretcher also propped himself up with difficulty to look back, and upon catching sight of a figure not far away, he immediately complained, "Big brother, they beat me up."
Everyone on the scene: "..."
The man’s brow furrowed almost imperceptibly, ignoring Floral Shirt’s cries and heading straight for Li Qiao.
Li San narrowed his eyes at the approaching figure, casually tossing his windbreaker onto the edge of the pool table, ready for a fight.
Nan Xin also picked up the bowling ball again and effortlessly juggled it in his palm, ready for action at any moment.
Floral Shirt, covering his face, continued to shout, "Big brother, help me beat them up."
He had flirted with countless women but today was the first time he had been beaten. Thankfully, big brother was here to let them see the might of the South Sea Fu Family Fist.
As the other man approached, Li Qiao raised her hand to touch her face, her expression somewhat complex.
At that point, the man approached them, warily glanced at Li San and Nan Xin, and then called out to her.
In a flash, the scene went extraordinarily quiet.
Li San and Nan Xin paused mid-action, a look of surprise on their faces.
Floral Shirt froze as well, his soul quivering with countless question marks.
Everyone turned their heads to look at Li Qiao, their expressions varied.
Li Qiao glanced at the stretcher and then raised her eyebrows at the man, "Is he your brother?"
Fu Lvting, a hepatobiliary surgeon at South Sea Medical University Affiliated Hospital, an honorary research fellow of the research institute, and an appointed experimenter at South Sea Renhe Medical Laboratory.
"Half-brothers." Fu Lvting explained briefly, not even glancing at Floral Shirt, but frowning in front of Li Qiao, he asked, "You’re not hurt, are you?"
Li Qiao peered at him silently and shook her head no.
She could never have imagined that Floral Shirt’s so-called ultra-impressive and well-backed elder brother was Fu Lvting.
In terms of medical skills, he was indeed remarkable. As for the family background... the martial arts family of the Fu Clan was prominent, but it didn’t hold a candle to the Li Family fortune.
So, was Floral Shirt relying on the reputation of Fu Lvting and the Fu Family Martial Arts School to bully others?
"Big, big brother, you know each other?" Floral Shirt was utterly bewildered, lying swollen-faced on the stretcher looking at Fu Lvting, tears welling in his eyes.
Fu Lvting adjusted his jacket, glancing sideways at him with disdain in his eyes, "She’s my boss and business partner. As for today’s incident, you can go back and explain it to dad yourself."
Floral Shirt dared not speak anymore, his gaze darting around, feeling doomed.
What boss and business partner at such a young age?
"Babe, you’re his boss?" Nan Xin walked over with a swaggering gait, holding the bowling ball, sizing up Fu Lvting with a look that deemed him at most a genteel young master.
Li Qiao pondered, adding nonchalantly, "Not quite a boss, just a partner in medical endeavors."
Fu Lvting looked at Li Qiao, his eyes flickering slightly, but he said nothing more.
He then nodded towards Nan Xin, "I’ve heard about what happened just now, I apologize, it’s his fault for being ignorant, he deserves the beatings. How to handle the matter is entirely up to you."
Floral Shirt: "???" Big brother, although we have different moms, we share the same dad!
Before Floral Shirt could catch his breath, the police officers handling the dispute arrived.
Young Xiao Wang, whose career was in full swing, was notably present.
And behind the two police officers walked a tall, stern-faced woman in black, entering with an imposing aura.