The Sick Beauty in the Republic of China

Wang Luan was carried back into the car by Qi Chensheng. When they were about to leave, they saw another black car slowly parked beside the Villette Clinic.

A foreigner with silver-gray hair opened the car door and stepped down gracefully.He was wearing a rather elegant black suit, with a white rose pinned to his neckline, and his very shallow pupils were calmly watching the clinic in front of him.

"Who is that?" Wang Luan looked at the back of the foreigner through the glass window, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

Qi Chensheng shook his hand, then opened the car door, and stood outside Wang Luan's car window.

Noticing his presence, the gray-haired foreigner took off his top hat, pressed it to his chest, and bowed slightly to Qi Chensheng in greeting.

Qi Chensheng just looked at him indifferently, fumbled for the gentleman's stick in his hand, and nodded after a while.

Such an unequal greeting did not arouse the dissatisfaction of the foreigner. Instead, he turned around and walked straight towards Qi Chensheng, with a smile on his face: "Second Young Master Qi, I didn't expect to see you here."

Wang Luan was in the car, listening to the foreigner's accent silently. He must have been in Yunchuan for many years, and his words were somewhat tainted with the flavor of the place.

"Mr. Schneider," Qi Chensheng looked him up and down with his perfect eye, and said casually, "It's a bit of a surprise."

"I don't know what Mr. Schneider is doing here?"

Wang Luan frowned slightly, and couldn't help covering his lips and coughing a few times. It turned out that he was Schneider - in the initial narrative of Nurse Xu, Andres had known him for many years, and introduced Andres to Crowe It is also Mr. Schneider who belonged to the Si brothers and sisters.

"I believe Er Shao Qi has heard about it." Schneider looked back at the Villette Clinic behind him again, and there seemed to be a little sadness in his eyes: "I'm here to mourn my old friend."

"After all, his death is really regrettable."

"Regret?" Qi Chensheng leaned on the side of the car, and turned his gaze to the clinic as well, leaning the gentleman's stick on the ground in his hand, and said: "For Mr. Schneider, it must be a little regret."

"After all, where will you find such a good person to treat your burns?"

Schneider heard the words, but the expression on his face did not fluctuate. He even nodded emotionally: "Yes, there is no one better than Dr. Schneider."

"What's better?" Qi Chensheng smiled wantonly, as if wanting to crush the sadness in Schneider's eyes under his feet: "A better devil?"

Such an undisguised offense stunned Schneider for a few seconds, and then he shook his head in disapproval, but he was still not angry: "No, Er Shao Qi, you don't know him well."

"He was a very good doctor who spent his life trying to find the medicine he wanted, only to ... go the wrong way."

"Not everyone can be called a doctor." Qi Chensheng put away the gentleman's stick, and then put away his smile: "For example, he is not worthy."

Schneider was silent, and shook his head after a long time, and said with a sigh: "I don't want to quarrel with you on such a matter."

"You are still too young."

After speaking, he looked through the glass at Wang Luan who was still sitting in the car behind Qi Chensheng.

Wang Luan also raised his head as if feeling something, his eyes met him for a short while, and he heard someone outside the car say: "Let's not talk about that, the beauty in the car is the wife that Er Shao Qi wants to marry. "

Qi Chensheng turned sideways slightly, completely blocked Wang Luan behind him, and then raised his eyebrows in response: "That's right, Mr. Schneider will also come to support the scene then?"

"That's natural," Schneider smiled. Although he was blocked by Qi Chensheng, he still said as if reminiscing: "After all, such a beautiful thing, I want to see it a few more times."

Qi Chensheng's cane fell to the ground again, and the corners of his mouth were twisted into a disgusted angle, as if smiling but deeper than the smile, he lowered his voice and said: "It's a pity that the existence that is too beautiful is not something mediocre people can desecrate." .”

"Otherwise, it will—"

Qi Chensheng paused for a moment, then raised his hand and tapped his gray crippled eyes pierced by scars, and then said meaningfully: "Like me, or worse than me."

"It's impossible to lose your life."

Schneider's smile faded a little, but he still calmly and gracefully pressed his hat on his chest, and greeted Qi Chensheng again: "Thank you, Er Shao Qi, for your advice, I will definitely keep it in mind."

"There are still some business matters that have not been dealt with, so I will leave first."

After finishing speaking, Schneider bent down again, and after completing his etiquette, he turned and returned to his car.

On the other side, until watching Schnader leave, Wang Luan put down the glass window, leaned wearily by the car window, closed his eyes and said softly to Qi Chensheng: "There is something wrong with this person."

Qi Chensheng didn't make a sound, but went back to the car from the other side, gently embraced Wang Luan, let him rest on his shoulder, then lowered his head and kissed his hair lightly: "Ninth brother, you are tired."

"Don't worry, I'll just watch—"