The personal doctor of the beautiful president

"You know a fart. What is face? Driving a good car means having face?
What you call having face is nothing more than spending money to buy someone else's car to drive.

But I am different. Others spend money and beg me to drive their car.

Think about it, who has more face? "

Han Xingye didn't listen to Xiao Chen's opinion at all, and signed it directly.

Xiao Chen was dumbfounded by what Han Xingye said, and felt that there was nothing wrong with what his elder brother said, but there seemed to be something wrong.

Han Xingye wanted to sign a contract, and Xiao Yuerong didn't stop him. Although the brand of Feisu electric car is not very famous, the endorsement fee is quite reasonable.

Open the door to do business, as long as both parties agree, there is no reason to push money out.

……

Han Xingye became the spokesperson of the fast electric car and had his own exclusive mount.

I ride a small electric car to and from get off work every day, and what's more, I also applied for an exclusive parking space from the company.

Applying to report to Liu Xiaoyun almost caused Liu Xiaoyun to have a cerebral hemorrhage.

Today's parking spaces are more expensive than cars, and every inch of land is expensive.

The ratio of parking spaces for the company's employees is not enough. If you put a broken electric car in any place, do you still need a parking space?
Known for her strictness and inhumanity, she grumbled in her heart, and at the same time, she arranged a lot of parking spaces for Han Xingye, and rearranged the original parking spaces.

The exclusive parking space allocated to Han Xingye is next to President Xiao, and the location is very good.

Dude, a Cullinan, a fast electric car, it's a match made in heaven.

After getting off work, Han Xingye was riding a small speeding electric car for a stroll in the street when he suddenly received a call from Tang Zongping.

"Where are you, Miracle Doctor Han? My grandma wants to invite you to my house for dinner."

"It's too troublesome to go to your house. My car can't go in, and there's nowhere to park."

"Miraculous doctor Han, have you bought a car? No problem, you drive the car outside the compound, and I will find a place for you to park."

After hanging up the phone, Han Xingye exerted force on his feet and slammed on the gas pedal. After a burst of chugs, he went into a sprint at a speed of more than twenty yards, almost shaking the frame of the car.

It was amazing that Han Xingye arrived earlier than Tang Zongping.

The speeding electric car is indeed flying at the same speed.

Han Xingye got out of the car and waited for a while before Tang Zongping's Rolls-Royce arrived late.

"Sorry, the road is too congested." Tang Zongping hurriedly explained to Han Xingye as soon as he got out of the car.

Han Xingye glanced at the Rolls-Royce, and felt that it was nothing more than that. In the torrent of traffic jams, it was as strong as a Rolls-Royce, and it was no match for my little electric car.

That's why I don't buy a Rolls Royce.

"Miraculous Doctor Han, where is your car?" Tang Zongping looked around, but did not see Han Xingye's car.

"It's right here." Han Xingye pointed to his small speeding electric motor.

Ah this?

Tang Zongping showed a polite but awkward smile, and the businessmen boasted to each other: "This car is not bad, and it is a magic tool for traffic jams."

There are a certain number of parking spaces outside the gate of the compound. Tang Zongping was about to let Han Xingye stop in his Rolls-Royce, when Tong Bo strolled to the gate while he was on patrol.

"Captain, you're here." Tong Bo rushed over immediately and saluted Han Xingye.

"I've retired, so I won't do this anymore."

"No matter where you are, you will always be my captain."

Tong Bo looked at Han Xingye's electric car and said, "Captain, you can just drive in. I'll apply for a special pass for you and just register your information."

Tang Zongping was dumbfounded when he heard it from the sidelines: How dare you believe that a pass was issued to an electric car?

Soon, Han Xingye's exclusive mount became the first electric vehicle in the compound to obtain a pass.

He rode an electric scooter into the compound and stopped at the door of Tang's house.

Old Chen next door was taking a walk in the yard. When he saw Han Xingye, he greeted him cheerfully: "Xiao Han hasn't been here for a while, come and sit at home later, and drink some wine with me, an old man."

Mr. Chen's family did not allow him to drink alcohol, so he used his brains to drink two glasses of wine in the name of entertaining guests.

Before Han Xingye could reply, Tang Zongping said respectfully, "Old Chen, I'm sorry, Miracle Doctor Han is going to drink at our house today, can I come to see you next time?"

Mr. Chen cast a glance at Tang Zongping: "You are not qualified to speak here, little brat."

Tang Zongping lowered his head, not daring to reply.

"Let's be reasonable, there is a first-come-first-served order." Han Xingye said to Chen Lao: "I have to go to Tang's house first, and if it ends early, I will come to you."

"Hehe, to be reasonable with an old man like me, Xiao Han, you are still the first." Chen Lao was not angry, and said with a smile: "Then I will wait for you."

Han Xingye really wanted to say, don't wait, it might not be early today.

After entering the Tang family's courtyard, the old lady exchanged pleasantries with Han Xingye's parents.

Han Xingye opened the skylight and said bluntly: "Don't go around in circles, is it your son's illness?"

Counting the days, Tang Xingjian's illness was about to break out.

"Ahem, it really is a genius doctor. It's just because I'm too stubborn and don't listen to others." Tang Xingjian sat in a wheelchair and was pushed out by his wife.

He went to an event this morning and accidentally fell and couldn't stand up.

He didn't dare to say anything, and asked his secretary to send him to the hospital for investigation, but nothing was found, but he just couldn't stand up.

He was terrified, afraid that he would be disabled, and even more afraid that it would affect his future.

Now is the critical moment for him to go further. If the news of his disability gets out, he may have to retire to the second line in advance for the elderly.

He couldn't accept such a scene at all.

He didn't dare to let anyone know that he didn't even go to work this afternoon, so he hid at home to find a way.

The old lady reminded him that Miracle Physician Han had predicted his illness almost a month ago, but he did not believe it and delayed the best time for treatment.

Tang Xingjian didn't dare to speak harshly now, and immediately notified Tang Zongping to invite Han Xingye to his home to see a doctor.

In particular, we must pay attention to confidentiality, so we can't invite people to drink in the name of seeing a doctor.

"Miraculous Physician Han, it's because I hide my illness and avoid medical treatment. Please ignore the past and help me take a look." Tang Xingjian stretched out his wrist and asked Han Xingye to feel his pulse.

Han Xingye shook his head: "You don't need to feel your pulse, I know your situation well."

He turned to the old lady and asked, "Did he learn to walk very late when he was a child?"

The old lady looked surprised: "You know this? Ordinary children learn to walk between one and two years old, but Jian Jian didn't even walk when he was three years old. Can be anxious to death.

I have consulted many doctors, but none of them worked, and I specially asked him for a safety talisman..."