So cool! The daughter of a rich man returns to run wild in the rich family

Seeing Xie Jinghong's speechless face, Zhao Mengrou immediately became serious.

"I'm not here to gossip or see a doctor. I'm here to see you."

Xie Jinghong pushed her hand away from the pulse pillow, wrinkled his nose and looked at her strangely, "What's so good about me?"

Zhao Mengrou had a look of a little fangirl on her face.

"You looked so handsome when you were killing everyone at the racecourse that day. I didn't expect you to be so capable. You were able to beat those three clique-loving guys to pieces. I like it."

She is a loner in her circle and can't stand the various comparisons and false so-called sisterhood among the spoiled rich girls.

Because he was too straightforward in his actions, he was often bullied by those green tea girls.

But due to the complicated relationship between them, he couldn't slap them in the face like Xie Jinghong did.

This time, with Xie Jinghong here, she will no longer be an outsider in the circle.

Xie Jinghong recalled the situation that day. The scene in front of him, where the girl was blocked outside by Xie Chenghuan and others but still fought hard, appeared before his eyes. His tone softened unconsciously.

"You weren't hurt that day, were you?"

Zhao Mengrou felt even happier when she saw Xie Jinghong caring about her.

"No, I'm not made of dough. It's not that easy for them to hurt me. But Sister Chu Yao was slightly injured."

As Zhao Mengrou spoke, she took out a lollipop from the box and ate it in a very familiar manner.

"Shen Chuyao is injured?"

Xie Jinghong was a little surprised. The situation was so chaotic that day that no one paid attention to her.

"Yes, she mistakenly wore the protective gear you left in the locker room..."

Zhao Mengrou was peeling off the packaging when she suddenly realized that she seemed to have said something wrong. She looked at Xie Jinghong worriedly.

"Don't you know? There's something wrong with the protective gear that Xie Chenghuan gave you."

Xie Jinghong turned the pen in his hand and said in a deeper voice, "I know."

But she didn't expect that the protective gear was accidentally used by Shen Chuyao.

"Forehead……"

Zhao Mengrou was speechless.

"No wonder you didn't wear it, but it's a good thing you didn't wear it, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous. It's just a pity for Sister Chu Yao, she's getting married soon, and I don't know if her injury has healed yet."

This matter was suppressed by the Xie and Shen families, and only Zhao Mengrou, who was present at the time, knew about it.

Xie Jinghong lowered his eyes and began to write and draw on the paper in front of him.

The little cat saw that Xie Jinghong was a little unhappy, and looked at Zhao Mengrou with a sharp look.

"Are all the people in your city so bad at talking? They always make others unhappy."

Zhao Mengrou looked at the skinny boy in front of her whose skin was whiter than hers and whose hair was longer than hers, and she got angry. "I'm just telling the truth. I didn't say anything unpleasant. Why are you glaring at me? It's really inexplicable."

"Then you've made my boss unhappy too. If he's unhappy, it's because you said something wrong."

The little cat only cared about whether Xie Jinghong was angry or not, and didn't care what she said at all.

"Hey, little brat, why are you so unreasonable?"

Zhao Mengrou looked at the little civet cat, who was much taller than her but had a childish face, and stood on tiptoe to argue with him.

"I'm not a kid, I'm eighteen."

The little cat also stood on tiptoe and looked down at her.

Zhao Mengrou: ...

Xie Jinghong raised his eyes to look at the two people who were on the verge of a fight, rubbed his temples, and felt a headache.

What the hell is today?

Not only was the store not open yet so early in the morning, but there were also quarrels one after another.

"Little tanuki!"

She called out to the boy who was almost standing on tiptoe to propel herself up to the sky, "Do you want to go out and play for a while? I don't need any help here for the time being."

The little cat immediately became scared when he heard that.

"No, no, no, I'm not going anywhere. I'm not interested in this city. There's nothing I want to do."

The little cat laughed and walked around to sit behind Xie Jinghong, massaging her back and shoulders. "I'll stay quiet and definitely won't bother you anymore."

Zhao Mengrou rolled her eyes speechlessly. What a little brat, not only a coward but also a bootlicker.

Xie Jinghong quickly wrote a piece of paper and casually tossed it to the little cat. "Prepare the medicine according to the dosage, boil it into a paste and bring it to me."

The little raccoon pointed at his nose and said, "You want me to go?"

Xie Jinghong raised his eyebrows:

"What else? Don't want to go? If you don't want to go, just leave and don't cause me any trouble."

Xie Jinghong said this and was about to get up and go by himself.

The little cat panicked when he saw this. He quickly took the prescription and said, "I'll go, I'll go right away." Then he turned around and happily ran to the pharmacy at the back.

Just as Zhao Mengrou was about to speak, three elite girls who looked like white-collar workers came in from outside.

"Hello, we want to see a doctor."

Xie Jinghong's eyes brightened up and he hurried to entertain the patient.

"Sit down quickly."

Three people lined up one after the other.

"I've been working too much overtime lately, and now my cervical spine is really uncomfortable. I wonder if you can take a look at it?"

Xie Jinghong had already put his hand on her neck, "Of course."

Seeing the other two standing there, Zhao Mengrou spontaneously took on the role of a helper in the clinic.

The waiter sat the guests down and poured them water promptly.

He is also very familiar with chatting and selling to people.

"If you have friends or colleagues who are ill, please recommend them to us. We have Dr. Xie, the miraculous doctor who cured Mr. Huo. He's amazing."

Common sales talk sounds strange when used here.

The two white-collar workers smiled slightly. "We all saw it. The news said that Mr. Huo came to the opening ceremony yesterday to thank her."

Taking a look at the young girl who was diligently treating the patient, she didn't look like what was said online. She was pretty, but...

There was a hint of doubt in the eyes of the two men, but considering who Mr. Huo was, it was already very rare for him to appear in such a small clinic.

Even if it has to follow Mr. Huo's style, I have to give it a try.

"Yes, yes, you guys are the ones with the fastest internet speed. Haha, don't worry, Dr. Xie can cure any disease. He will definitely allow you to come in sick and leave alive."

Zhao Mengrou became more and more excited as she spoke.

Xie Jinghong, who was treating a patient, looked over with a light look when he heard this.

"Ms. Zhao, please don't do false advertising."

She can't cure all diseases, such as Zhao Mengrou's habit of talking nonsense.

Zhao Mengrou smiled awkwardly and shook her head at the two of them, saying, "You see, she's very modest. Actually, she's quite capable."

Xie Jinghong: ...

While we were talking, several people who worked nearby came in in twos and threes, and gradually more and more people came...

Most of the people who came today came with occupational diseases, such as cervical discomfort, tenosynovitis, and occasionally there were girls with irregular menstruation. They were treated quite quickly.

When the doctor finished the examination and prescribed medicine and collected the money, those people were very surprised.

"I heard you charge a lot, right? How come it's only 300 yuan?"

Xie Jinghong was stunned. Who on earth was ruining her reputation outside? She was not a profiteer who raised prices arbitrarily.

"Think it's too little? If you want to give me three thousand, that's fine."

She looked indifferent. When it came to charging, she usually just looked at the person and her mood.

"Oh, no, no, it seems that it was just a rumor spread outside."

The man didn't say much. He immediately scanned the code, took the medicine, turned around and ran away.

The news that Xie Jinghong charged completely different fees for treating workers and wealthy ladies soon reached the ears of the wealthy ladies.

A fussy lady even came to ask about it.

Xie Jinghong said: "As I said before, I charge according to my mood."

The lady had also attended the Xie family's celebration banquet, and she was unable to refute for a moment, so she had to leave in embarrassment.

For a time, Xie Jinghong's reputation as not only a good doctor but also a person who took extra care of the workers when charging for medical treatment spread throughout the area, and word spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred.

Chaoyunguan's business is getting better and better, and it is packed every day.