Ace Sniper: My Husband Gets Down

He also greeted Qiu Qisheng to see what this guy wanted to do.

Feng Xuelan's memory has just recovered, and in her memory, there is no such a person.

But she could clearly feel Zong Mingzhe's dislike for this person. People who were hated by Zong Mingzhe should not be a good thing.

She looked at Qiu Qisheng coldly, and found that this guy seemed to have obvious hatred and fear for her.

Qiu Qisheng stood on the other side of the hospital bed, avoiding Feng Xuelan's sharp gaze, and looked at Ren Fengquan.

"Fengquan, how is your recovery?" Qiu Qisheng asked with a look of kindness.

Of course Ren Fengquan knew about this guy, and replied coldly, "Thank you for your concern, I feel good now."

"Feels good? That's good. I have some questions I want to ask you, can you answer me now?" Qiu Qisheng said this, even pulled a chair and wanted to sit down.

Hearing what he said, Zong Mingzhe frowned, and gave Qinghui a wink.

Li Qinghui immediately understood what Zong Mingzhe meant, and came over and pulled the chair away, causing Qiu Qisheng to almost sit on the ground.

"This leader, don't you understand the rules in the hospital?" Li Qinghui glared at Qiu Qisheng angrily and said, "How is the patient's condition and whether it is suitable for you to ask questions? He has the final say. Is it? If he has the final say on everything, why do we need doctors?"

Qiu Qisheng turned his head to look at Li Qinghui, feeling furious, "What? Isn't this guy pretty good? You can chat here, why can't I just ask a few words?"

"Can a person's mental state be the same when chatting as when being interrogated?" Li Qinghui stared, "Ren Fengquan's current situation needs to relax and take a good rest. We are talking with him to let him relax. Come here Questioning is detrimental to the patient’s recovery, so no. Need I explain it to you with more medical reasons? Or are you going to question my professional judgment?”

Qiu Qisheng frowned, looking at Li Qinghui.

He didn't know this doctor, but he found that this doctor was so young that he was so arrogant.

Before he could open his mouth to say anything to Li Qinghui, Zong Mingzhe came over and said coldly, "Chief of Staff Qiu, since you said you would stay and guide our work, I hope you can put more energy into our work situation .This is the medical area, Captain Ren is injured. He is not working right now, and of course he does not need Chief of Staff Qiu to give him guidance."

Qiu Qisheng raised his face and said to Zong Mingzhe, "Mingzhe, what do you mean? I said I wanted to ask a few questions, but you are so nervous. Could it be that Captain Ren has something he can't tell me? "

Zong Mingzhe immediately replied in a cold voice, "Chief of Staff Qiu should be very clear about what I mean. Chief of Staff Qiu insisted on interrogating our wounded team members who were lying in bed without the doctor's permission. I would like to ask you. What means?"

The atmosphere in the ward became stiff, Qiu Qisheng snorted at Zong Mingzhe, pointed at his face and said angrily, "Okay, I can see it. You, and your Captain He, your wings are stiff , don’t pay attention to the higher-level units! With your attitude, when I return to the military area, I will do it truthfully..."

Before he finished speaking, someone suddenly interrupted, "Qinghui, wash an apple for me."

At the same time as the clear voice sounded, something hit Qiu Qisheng's wrist heavily with a cold wind.

"Oh my god!" Qiu Qisheng howled miserably, clutching his wrist and squatting down.

Zong Mingzhe turned his head to look at Feng Xuelan who was sitting in the wheelchair, and shook his head helplessly.

If I didn't pay attention, this guy shot again...

The culprit, Feng Xuelan, was not in a hurry, and said quietly, "Oh, I'm sorry, I wanted Qinghui to wash an apple for me, but I threw it crookedly. Leader, did you meet you? I'm sorry!"

Qiu Qisheng's tears were filled with pain, and he took a look at his wrist, it was already red and swollen!

How can this be the strength to throw an apple casually?This is to kill!

Qiu Qisheng glared at Feng Xuelan viciously, but saw the piercing coldness in the young girl's eyes looking at him!

Qiu Qisheng suddenly felt the hairs on his back stand on end!The wound on the neck also suddenly hurts badly!

"Xuelan, why are you so careless?" Zong Mingzhe followed Feng Xuelan's words, stepped over at the same time, and glanced at Qiu Qisheng's wrist.

If this blow was a little heavier, it would have broken his bones. Zong Mingzhe secretly admired Feng Xuelan in his heart, she was able to control her strength so well.

"Chief of Staff Qiu, are you okay?" Zong Mingzhe asked knowingly.

Qiu Qisheng tried his best to stand up, raised his wrist to show Zong Mingzhe, and shouted at him, "Is this all right?"

"Yo, it's swollen?" Zong Mingzhe rushed to Li Qinghui and waved, "Hurry up and leave the doctor, and hurry up to see if there's anything wrong with Chief of Staff Qiu."

Li Qinghui came over with a cold face, deliberately grabbed Qiu Qisheng's wrist, and pulled it hard in front of him.Qiu Qisheng was in so much pain this time, he let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered, and quickly withdrew his hand back.

"Hey! What's the matter with you? How can I see you if you pull your hands back!" Li Qinghui said angrily.

Zong Mingzhe reacted very quickly, grabbed Qiu Qisheng's wrist, and pulled him back in front of Li Qinghui.

"Chief of Staff Qiu, you can't hide your illness from the doctor! Be patient, let the doctor show you quickly!"

No matter how hard Qiu Qisheng struggled, he couldn't match Zong Mingzhe's hand strength. Li Qinghui took the opportunity to pinch and knead Qiu Qisheng, crying out in pain, with tears streaming down his face.

After the inspection, Li Qinghui couldn't help admiring Feng Xuelan.

"Normal bruises can heal on their own." Li Qinghui is not lying, Feng Xuelan's blow was clean and neat, without leaving any other problems, "If you feel the pain is severe, apply a cold compress to relieve it pain……"

Seeing Qiu Qisheng's face full of snot and tears, Li Qinghui couldn't help but show contempt, and snorted, "I'm talking about the leader, just such a small injury, is it worth your yelling?"

Qiu Qisheng was in pain, and rushed away from Qinghui and roared, "What a small injury! This is obviously..."

"Obviously what? Am I a doctor or are you a doctor?" Li Qinghui asked with staring eyes without giving an inch.

Qiu Qisheng was blocked by him and couldn't utter a word, and there was nowhere to vent his anger.The excruciating pain made him unable to stay and settle accounts with these people, so Qiu Qisheng could only walk out the door angrily clutching his arms.