The iceberg female CEO’s personal doctor

Lin Chen said seriously: "Madam, come with us."

"I know that you have feelings for Yu Yaoyuan."

"Believe me, one day, I will help you come back."

Mrs. Ziwei shook her head: "You should know that I will not leave with you."

"If I leave, I won't be who I am."

Lin Chen stopped trying to persuade him and patted Canglang on the shoulder: "That's fine, let's go."

Canglang was confused and walked out: "Senior brother, we can leave, but madam, don't you want to fight for it again?"

"After working together for so many years, I have never seen what she looks like under the veil."

Lin Chen said angrily: "You haven't seen it, have I seen it?"

"It's useless to try to persuade her. People like her value feelings."

"Huang Wuji doesn't have to treat her badly."

"But because of that agreement and her feelings for the previous leader of Shendan Sect, she can't let go of her in a short time."

Cang Lang couldn't help but murmured: "Tell me, what is the agreement that Madam said?"

"Could it be that you have a lifelong private contract with someone?"

Lin Chen shook his head: "I don't know."

"However, the leader of the Shendan Sect is already over a hundred years old."

"And Mrs. Ziwei, no matter what happens, she will be in her seventies or eighties."

"It's hard for a big girl like her to make a lifelong commitment to someone else."

"It can only be said that everyone has their own secrets."

"Mrs. Ziwei, she must have her own reasons."

The two brothers and sisters left the Imperial Medicine Garden while talking all the way.

Mrs. Ziwei sat alone in her quiet little courtyard, listening to the distant sounds, her eyes gradually relaxed.

Facing a bronze mirror, she gently lifted the veil from her face.

An unspeakable face was reflected in the mirror.

"Long'er, I will definitely wait for you to come back."

"It's right where we agreed."

She murmured to herself in a voice that no one could hear, tears glistening in the corners of her eyes.

......

Night is falling!

The night in the Imperial Capital is blurry and dreamy.

Countless neon lights flashing everywhere.

From a distance, this is a metropolis that looks like heaven.

But under this ocean-like light, there are still many corners that the light cannot penetrate.

In the night bar, a few luminous characters on the door were flashing desperately.

It looked like it could get dark at any time.

Xiaocui, a junior high school student, rested her chin and looked outside her stall at the alley that had been filled with traffic since dusk.

"Today, the weather is so bad, there must be few guests."

Xiao Cui secretly thought: "That big brother in a black trench coat will probably not come either."

As soon as she finished her thoughts, a guest holding an umbrella walked in front of her.

Tall and big, dressed in black.

The umbrella was put away, revealing Lin Chen's handsome face.

"Brother, what do you eat?"

Xiaocui was inexplicably surprised and stood up quickly.

Lin Chen smiled and said: "Same as usual."

"But today, let your mother fry it for me a little longer."

"I'm going to the alley in front to do a little errand."

Xiaocui nodded obediently: "Well, big brother, go ahead and I will tell my mother."

"But you have to come back soon, otherwise the things will get cold."

Lin Chen smiled at her, opened his umbrella, and walked into the rain again.

Just across from the night bar, a group of people also walked out of it.

Several black umbrellas opened at once, forming a road.

There should be a person of extraordinary status who came to the bar and was rushing back now.

The black Rolls-Royce started, the door opened, and someone got in.

The car window was lowered and I had a few more conversations with the people outside.

The Rolls-Royce slowly started to drive towards the other end of the alley.

Inside the car, back row.

A pair of polished leather shoes, free from any raindrops or dust, were folded casually.

Rolls-Royce has a lot of space inside.

The man in the back row not only had his long legs crossed, but also lazily leaned his arms on the armrest box.

"Please, Lord, should we go to the National Master's side or go home?"

the driver asked from the front.

Ying Wuqiu said calmly: "Go to the Imperial Master first."

"Remember, before going home every day from now on, I will go and pay my respects to the Imperial Master."

"This is a rule, so don't ask me such useless questions again."

The driver secretly wiped his hands with cold sweat and promised: "I understand, little one."

Working for a big boss like Ying Wuqiu, the status and income are not bad at all.

The only thing is that the pressure is too much.

Can't make any mistakes.

Ying Wuqiu is a popular person next to the Imperial Master. He has everything to do every day, and he has to do many things every day, and every thing is extremely important.

Therefore, servants like drivers dare not slack off at all.

After all, Yanhuang's Imperial Master was a god-like existence.

boom!

Suddenly, the driver braked sharply.

It was drizzling outside, and in this alley, ghosts could kill people. There were no street lights at all, only a little bit of residual light coming from the street outside.

Therefore, a person suddenly appeared in front of the car. The driver had no choice but to subconsciously brake and suffocate him.

This sudden stop came very suddenly.

Ordinary people will inevitably be carried forward by inertia, and they will fall over.

But in the back seat, Ying Wuqiu, who was not wearing a seat belt at all, just swayed his body and easily stabilized his center of gravity.

His pair of black and thick eyebrows stood up fiercely.

He said angrily: "What the hell are you doing?"

"You can't even drive a car well. If you can't do it, get out of here. Damn you, you're a waste!"

The driver was frightened and furious, and shouted: "Please, please, a person suddenly crossed outside."

"Damn it, look at this bitch, he's not leaving yet, he's actually blocking him in the middle of the road."

Ying Wuqiu leaned forward, wanting to see if the driver said there was anyone looking for death on the road ahead.

His car is famous in the Imperial Capital.

People at the upper level will naturally say hello or give way when they see you.

Only those little bastards who don't know what they are doing would dare to mess around.

And this time, Ying Wuqiu did see a man through the front windshield.

Holding a black umbrella and dressed in black.

Just standing there, in the light of the car.

It's just the face, I can't see it clearly.

The hanging umbrella blocked the upper part.

All that can be seen is a slightly curved mouth.

This grandson seems to be smiling...

Suddenly, without any warning, a thought passed through Ying Wuqiu's mind.

The next second, he saw the black umbrella in the man's hand drop.

The black umbrella rotated, bringing up a curtain of rain, blocking the glass in front of Da Lao.

What followed was a loud bang.

The front windshield was shattered instantly, like being hit by a cannon.

The driver didn't even have time to snort, but a mouthful of blood spurted out, his eyes widened, and he couldn't rest in peace!

So strong...

Ying Wuqiu was shocked, but not panicked.