Chapter 900 - 340: Restricted Skills, Great Mastery of Observation, Inquiry, and Diagnosis, the True Cyber Chinese Medicine!

"Looks like I have to head out first, Dr. Xiaochuan. I’ll wait for you at the door then."

Mao Qin Qin smiled.

Then she left.

"Ahem, Comrade Xiao Song, what are you doing here?"

Zhang Lingchuan squatted down.

Even though fully armed, those eyes were still incredibly familiar.

"Looks like no matter what I turn into, Master Zhang can always recognize me~. I thought of calling you after you passed by."

Indeed.

A lot of people here were waiting for someone undergoing surgery, and so was she.

Except the person wasn’t a patient but a doctor.

Song Wanqing, who had been waiting outside all along, saw Zhang Lingchuan come out. She wanted to wait until he passed by and then play a little joke on him, stopping him from behind, and complaining a bit.

Say what.

After all, I’m your little assistant, Teacher Zhang, and we even share the same room at night.

And yet there you are.

Walking right past me without noticing at all.

Who would have thought he would actually stop right next to her and squat down to recognize her.

"Comrade Xiao Song, aren’t you usually quite smart? How come today you’re kind of stuck, forgetting I recognize this outfit?"

Zhang Lingchuan asked with a smile.

"This black down jacket, a popular style..."

Song Wanqing had seen several matching jackets out today.

"Alright, Comrade Xiao Song, you’re indeed an excellent assistant. So, you’re waiting here after being full, ready to lead me to a fancy dinner later?"

Zhang Lingchuan looked at Comrade Xiao Song with a smile.

After all, it’s already past seven. Normally, you would have eaten by now, right?

"Haven’t eaten yet. I’ve been waiting here for you, Master Zhang. After all, without the boss, how can a little assistant go to the big shots’ dinner?"

Song Wanqing shrugged.

There was an added touch of feigned helplessness in her words.

"Uh uh uh..."

Zhang Lingchuan hesitated to speak.

And a little assistant dares not go to a big shot’s dinner.

Who would believe that?

"Alright, alright, I’ll go change clothes, and let’s go eat later."

Zhang Lingchuan didn’t dawdle.

It’s equivalent to completing three full marathons, and his body is already depleted to the limit.

He really urgently wants to grab a meal now.

"Okay, Master Zhang, hurry up and change. Director Zhang and Director Gao are waiting for us at a nearby restaurant. Once you get there, we can start eating~"

Song Wanqing said as she addressed him.

"Ah? Director Zhang and they haven’t eaten either??"

Zhang Lingchuan was stunned upon hearing this.

"Not only haven’t they eaten, but the dishes haven’t even been served. Now you know your rank, Master Zhang."

Song Wanqing opened her phone and then showed a chat interface.

[Director Zhang]

"Xiao Song, Xiaozhang is out, right? I’ll tell them to serve the dishes now, so it matches when you arrive."

The restaurant wasn’t far from the hospital.

About a ten-minute walk.

In the county, hospitals are generally centrally located.

And the surrounding areas are predominantly old neighborhoods.

Mixed in here are some rather famous restaurants.

Most are a ten-minute walk or so away.

Director Zhang and his people are quite well-informed.

Sent a direct message to Song Wanqing.

"Uh uh uh... the rank of a brick mover, then serve the dishes first. We’ll be right over."

Zhang Lingchuan nodded.

"Hmm~"

As Song Wanqing replied, Zhang Lingchuan headed into the locker room.

"Whew—, my hands are so sore!"

Zhang Lingchuan raised his hands with a sigh.

He had the strength.

But his hands were indeed very sore.

After eating, he should go back to the hotel and get some good rest.

That’s what he thought.

If he sleeps well, the next sleep will surely be sweet.

"Master Zhang~"

At the locker room door, Song Wanqing greeted Zhang Lingchuan.

"All set, all set. Comrade Xiao Song must be starving, let’s wait for Dean Mao in the lobby."

Zhang Lingchuan said.

"Not really, had a late lunch, and Dean Mao is already waiting in the lobby."

Song Wanqing replied.

This afternoon’s meal wasn’t until after two; she really wasn’t very hungry.

"Hahaha, even if not hungry, we must eat on time. Since Dean Mao is already waiting, let’s head over. I heard there’s also a child who came over specifically to see me. Didn’t say anything, just that I’d know when I see them. Comrade Xiao Song, do you know who it is?"

Zhang Lingchuan asked.

"Ah? Dean Mao’s child, isn’t it Director Wei’s child? Came specifically to see you... I really don’t know who that is because when booking the meal, I didn’t see anyone else, and it seems like this person is a big fan of Master Zhang. Won’t Master Zhang reveal whether it’s a boy or girl?"

Song Wanqing tried to recall.

Indeed, she hadn’t seen anyone other than Dean Mao’s spouse.

But this person traveled from out of town.

Even shared all kinds of Teacher Zhang’s information in the family group.

Probably a die-hard fan of Teacher Zhang or something.

"I don’t know either; the name sounds like Xiaoxi... should be a girl, right???"

Zhang Lingchuan rubbed his forehead.

He was now afraid another Southern girl would appear.

The key is he hasn’t had contact with other girls, it’s impossible it’s someone he saved before, right?

So it’s unknown for now.

Just have to wait and see.

"A girl..."

There was a distinct tone in Song Wanqing’s voice.

As expected.

A good man always has little fairies wanting to cling to him.

She’ll definitely see tonight who this mysterious female guest is!

But no matter who it is.

Song Wanqing was confident.