Sheng Qiani laughed and said, "Don't even start, it must have been your doing. Otherwise, why would Bai Doni suddenly change like that?"
"Haha, you aren't blaming for chasing away your admirer, are you?? But let's be honest, that foreigner does have good credentials, tall and handso, and even a graduate from a prestigious university." Liu Wentian didn't deny it; he had indeed secretly poked the guy with a few needles earlier, stimulating certain nerves in his brain—who could bla him when the guy was so arrogant.
Sheng Qiani shook her head, "Not at all, that guy was too full of himself, always looking down on Huaxia culture. I was more than happy to see him go."
Liu Wentian smiled and said, "As long as you're not mad, that's good. What's so great about foreigners? You should just find a Huaxia man, be a wife of a Huaxian, and definitely not cheapen yourself to a foreigner."
Sheng Qiani blushed and teased Liu Wentian, "What do you an 'cheapen myself to a foreigner'? I happen to be half-foreign, you know."
"That still doesn't work, Huaxians are the best, with a culture that stretches back 5,000 years. Choosing a Huaxia husband will surely be the right decision."
It had to be said, although Liu Wentian was not a rabid nationalist, whenever it ca to his country, he displayed imnse pride, almost as if saying 'Huaxia is the best, Huaxia n are the most aweso'.
In his view, Sheng Qiani, a woman of perfect appearance and figure, how could she cheapen herself to a foreigner!!
Choosing a Huaxia husband—was he hinting that she should marry him?? Sheng Qiani wondered silently, a barely noticeable blush spreading across her face.
She glanced at a certain part of Liu Wentian's body and sighed inwardly, thinking, with such incredible dical skills, how co you can't heal yourself? Could this be what they an in traditional dicine by 'the healer heals not himself'??
She even started to doubt her own thoughts, so tonight, she decided to confirm whether there really was an issue with Liu Wentian, while simultaneously seeing if she could help him.
The two headed to the garage, got into Sheng Qiani's Porsche under Liu Wentian's direction, and set off towards their destination.
In the car, Sheng Qiani curiously asked, "Liu Wentian, what are you currently doing for work?"
"Bodyguard." This ti, Liu Wentian didn't ntion being a doctor; what Sheng Qiani was clearly asking about was what he relied on now to make money.
"A bodyguard??" Sheng Qiani exclaid, "But you're clearly a doctor, why did you beco a bodyguard?"
"Besides dicine, I also know a bit of Kung Fu, so being a bodyguard isn't odd," Liu Wentian explained.
"Well, I still think, with your superb dical skills, being a doctor suits you best," Sheng Qiani said with a tone of regret.
For soone obsessed with dicine like her, any profession other than being a doctor seed boring, so she felt it was a waste for Liu Wentian to have such miraculous dical skills and not be a doctor.
Thinking it over, Sheng Qiani, still not giving up, said, "Liu Wentian, why don't you reconsider? Think about it, with your excellent dical skills, you could do great things in the future, much better than being soone else's bodyguard. If you're willing, I'll speak to the director and you could start working at the hospital tomorrow, directly as an attending physician, how about that?"
By the end, her voice took on a whining tone.
Seeing Sheng Qiani's adorably childish deanor, Liu Wentian was sowhat tempted but still shook his head in refusal, "Thank you for your kind offer, but I've already promised soone I'd be her bodyguard for six months, so for this half-year, I'll be a bodyguard."
After finishing, seeing Sheng Qiani start to look dejected, he added, "However, if you ever encounter an intractable disease, you can call anyti."
"Really?? That's great!!" Sheng Qiani laughed happily, "Speaking of which, recently soone has been desperately seeking dical help, do you want to check it out?"
"Desperately seeking dical help?? What do you an??" Liu Wentian was perplexed.
"There was a rich guy who promised millions if we could cure him, but it seems he had already visited all the famous hospitals in the country without any luck in curing his disease. I guess his condition is quite difficult to treat," explained Sheng Qiani.
"Oh? That sounds interesting. Do you have ti tomorrow? How about we go check it out?" Liu Wentian said without hesitation.
He was a doctor, but ordinary diseases no longer posed a challenge to him. Hence, he was quite interested in tackling difficult dical cases, especially when there were millions in reward. With that money, couldn't he instantly buy Li Chuyue the flower shop she wanted?
"Sure, tell your current address, and I'll co find you tomorrow. Then we can head there together," Sheng Qiani said, clearly excited.
Liu Wentian nodded and sent his new address to Sheng Qiani's phone.
After another fifteen minutes, the two finally arrived at their destination.
Sheng Qiani, looking at the bustling crowd outside the window, seed a bit puzzled. She turned to Liu Wentian to confirm, "Is this the place? There doesn't seem to be any restaurants or hotels around here; could we have gotten it wrong?"
Liu Wentian laughed, "Of course, we didn't get it wrong. Haven't you gotten tired of those Western restaurants and probably sick of wine too? So tonight, I plan to treat you to sothing special: spicy hot pot with beer, a Chinese nightti specialty. What do you think?"
The place Liu Wentian brought Sheng Qiani to was actually just a very ordinary street lined with vendors like barbecue stalls and spicy hot pot stands, with several factories nearby. Most of the patrons here were laborers.
He used to eat here often before and found the flavor quite good, so he decided to bring Sheng Qiani over.
"Spicy hot pot?"
Sheng Qiani frowned her lovely eyebrows. Liu Wentian thought she might not be pleased, but to his surprise, Sheng Qiani was just curious, "What is spicy hot pot? Is it sothing to eat? Why is it called spicy hot pot?"
"Uh..."
Liu Wentian, seeing Sheng Qiani looking like a curious baby, was sowhat bewildered and also sowhat unsure how to explain. Was it called 'spicy hot pot' because it was spicy, numbing, and hot?
"I really don't know how to explain it well. It's a bit like hotpot, but you throw everything in to cook right from the start... Anyway, you'll understand once you try it."
Sheng Qiani nodded, looking sowhat eager to try.
A Porsche pulled up next to a spicy hot pot stand.
The owners of the small stall, a couple in their forties, were busy at work: the man cooking and the woman calculating how much a chubby custor owed for his order. Suddenly, a teal Porsche pulled up beside them, startling them into thinking they had possibly blocked soone's way, and they nervously began to move things aside.
As they opened the car doors, a man and a woman stepped out, the man nothing special, but the mixed-race beauty with them drew amazed looks from the stall owners, the man so stunned he even forgot to put the atballs into the pot.
A young man with a face full of acne dropped a basket of vegetables on the ground.
A few laborers, who had been eating shirtless, imdiately put on their shirts and then sneaked glances at the mixed-race beauty.
Curious, Sheng Qiani walked up to the stall, causing a few n and won ahead to instinctively step back. Although Sheng Qiani was simply dressed, her clothes were obviously high-end, clearly showing that she was from a different world than them.
Several young people wanted to look at Sheng Qiani but didn't dare to stare openly, sneaking peeks at her, their faces as red as monkey butts. These people, many of whom had just left their rural hos, had thinner skins than the slick city slickers.
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