Chapter 14 Wasting Time

It's really like inviting trouble, and Lu Feng least wants Lin Qingyi to know his current identity. But at this time, Director Zhao came. "Old Zhao, can you stop being so jumpy and startled? Let's go outside and talk." Lu Feng glanced at Lin Qingyi sneakily. After speaking, he got up and walked towards the door. And Zhao Qingping, the director of the Orthopedics Department at the First People's Hospital, followed Lu Feng happily. Even the dumbest person could see what was going on. He was the one in charge at the First People's Hospital, the one who could easily dismiss Cheng Haiyang without hesitation. Yet, in front of Lu Feng, this little brat, he was so low-key. This level of reverence was truly shocking. Who the hell is this Lu Feng, to make the highly respected Zhao Qingping bow down like this? "Lu Feng." "Hey, wife." Lu Feng hurriedly stopped in his tracks, grinning at Lin Qingyi. If one observed carefully, they would notice that a bead of sweat had already formed on the forehead of a certain tough guy. "If there's something, just say it here." Lin Qingyi said calmly. He also wanted to see what made Lu Feng so special, to be treated like this by the esteemed Zhao Qingping. "Go ahead." Lu Feng wiped the sweat off his forehead. "It's like this, I have a patient with a stubborn illness that has been going on for many years. We have tried treatment, but the results have not been ideal. It tends to relapse soon. So this time, I want to ask Mr. Lu..." At this point, he could see the look in Lu Feng's eyes, full of killing intent, and he remembered his low-key behavior at the hospital today, so he changed his tone: "I would like to ask Mr. Lu to take a look." "My meager skills can't cure much, it was just a fluke before." Lu Feng blinked desperately at him, trying not to reveal his identity. "It's okay, it's okay, let's just have another fluke." Zhao Qingping chuckled. Can you really stumble upon a cure? He didn't seem like an elder at all, more like a disciple showing respect to his master. "Can you really stumble upon a cure? Aren't doctors supposed to be very rigorous? It sounds like you're joking with someone's life." "Can't you see I'm having dinner with my wife? I don't have time, I'm not going." Lu Feng waved his hand, flatly refusing. "The person is in our private room, just take a look." Lin Qingyi frowned slightly, at this moment Zhao Qingping used '您' instead of '你'. Besides the hospital director, who else could Zhao Qingping address with '您'? Not only Lin Qingyi, but everyone present also understood the situation. One seemed extremely impatient, while the other was stubborn. The disparity in status was evident. "I have to accompany my wife for dinner." "You can go." Lin Qingyi said. Healing and saving lives is a noble cause, how could she not let Lu Feng go? Just don't know if he has the ability, losing face is one thing, harming others is not good. "Madam Lu is truly a beauty, with a deep understanding of righteousness," Zhao Qingping gave him a thumbs up. Lin Qingyi felt a little embarrassed. There were too many people praising her every day, but people like Zhao Qingping, who flattered themselves like a social celebrity, seemed too insincere to please someone. "Lu, Lu Feng, can you say a few good words for me? I can't afford to lose this job, I can't afford to lose face." Cheng Haiyang's alcohol also woke up, watching Lu Feng and Zhao Qingping's relationship was extraordinary, at this moment, he could only turn to Lu Feng for help. Losing face in front of these people is better than losing face in the entire family. "Don't joke around, what can this old-fashioned guy like me do to help you? Don't be ridiculous." "Brother Feng, please don't hold my past mistakes against me, just ignore me like a fart." Cheng Haiyang had a painful expression of repentance. After thinking for a moment, Lu Feng looked at Lin Qingyi and said, "I am the son-in-law of the Lin family. My wife has the final say on everything in our family. Whether or not I help you depends on my wife." After hearing this, Lin Qingyi stood up straight. Over the years, living with Lu Feng, she had endured countless sneers and ridicule. Now, finally, she had a moment of glory. Clearing her throat, Lin Qingyi said, "If Lu Feng can help, he will help. After all, we are old classmates. We shouldn't kick someone when they are down just because they are not as good as you." "The wife is right, listen to the wife." Lu Feng had a obedient image, looking at Lin Qingyi with love and indulgence. In the eyes of others, he was a divine doctor, but he was completely submissive to his wife. Then Lu Feng looked at Zhao Qingping. "This is not a problem at all. As long as Mr. Lu can help, he can start work tomorrow. It's not just about being a deputy chief physician, he can even be the deputy director of the department, or even the director of the department. As long as Mr. Lu says a word." "Qingyi really married a good husband. He's so low-key, unlike some of our classmates who are nothing but trash." "I thought he was a king, but it turns out he's just a waste. Look at Qingyi's husband, he's the real king. Qingyi, does your husband have any brothers? Introduce one to me too." At this moment, Lin Qingyi was the center of attention. And this attention came from her useless husband. It felt strange, but she was happy and excited. For the first time, she was not being stared at because of her beauty. Lu Feng and Zhao Qingping entered the private room across the hall, and Zhao Qingping casually closed the door. His action seemed unintentional, but it was deliberate. After entering the room, Lu Feng finally understood why Zhao Qingping had been so angry earlier. There were seven or eight people sitting in the room, with an elderly man in the center. He had a kind face, but behind him stood two young men, straight-backed and sharp-eyed, clearly martial arts practitioners. The young men sitting next to the elderly man were all sitting upright, showing that everyone at the table was an elite. The identity of this old man is not simple, he doesn't want people to know that he is eating here. "Lufeng, let me introduce you, this is Mr. Wu." Zhao Qingping introduced the middle-aged man first. Lufeng greeted him, and the old man just nodded lightly and smiled. "Is this the famous doctor?" the old man asked. "I dare not claim to be a famous doctor, just have some knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine," Lufeng replied with a smile. He didn't really like the title of famous doctor, to be honest, he just saw himself as a very ordinary traditional Chinese medicine practitioner. In the 5000-year history of China, there were very few who could be called famous doctors, how could a young man in his twenties dare to belittle himself. After Mr. Wu gestured for Lufeng to sit down, he took a sip of wine and said, "Over the years, I have dealt with both traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine. The most famous traditional Chinese doctor in Hongcheng is Cui Zhijia. Do you know him?" "I've heard of him. Master Cui is indeed a skilled physician," Lufeng replied. "Young man, do you think your medical skills are better than Master Cui's?" "Of course, Master Cui is more skilled." "If he couldn't cure it, my illness was just a matter of recuperating my body, do you think you can?" "Mr. Wu, Lufeng's medical skills are indeed superb. He cured a difficult and complicated case in our hospital. I think we can let him try," Zhao Qingping said. Mr. Wu shook his head, "Let's forget it, so as not to waste everyone's time." The group of young people present all nodded, how could a young man who was not even older than them cure Mr. Wu's illness?! Can't joke around like that.