Female President's personal doctor

Chapter 159

Chapter 159 Love is in my heart and I can't speak

Meng Dashuang had a straightforward personality, so he wanted to take this opportunity to express his love and ask Qi Zhenguo what he wanted, but when he really wanted to speak, he was suddenly embarrassed to say it, because he was really not sure whether Xi Zhenguo had good feelings for her or out of friendship.

Xi Zhenguo saw Meng Dashuang's face suddenly turned red, and he couldn't help laughing, "Aren't you the only one who wants to talk to me? Why don't you dare to speak?"

Meng Dashuang gritted his teeth and mustered up his courage: "This, that."

For a long time, I couldn't say anything, a big girl is 37 years old this year, it can be said that she has reached a dangerous age, that is, an old girl, but Xu Zhenguo is three years younger than her.

Meng Dashuang felt confident at first, but now he suddenly became timid and felt that he was too ridiculous. He is a famous doctor of Chinese medicine with a monthly salary of tens of thousands, and the house has already been bought.

As for myself, I don't have a room, I'm a painter in name, it's very difficult to support myself, now thanks to Lin Yanan's support, I can barely eat enough, not to mention can this painting really be sold?
I was really at a loss in my heart, maybe it was out of the friendship of a friend, to encourage her, so I said those words, seeing Xi Zhenguo's pressing questions like this, my face turned red in embarrassment.

In desperation, he said in a low voice: "I think you are quite a good person, why don't you be my little brother?"

In fact, when Xi Zhenguo met him for the first time, he was fascinated by Meng Dashuang's special appearance and straightforward personality. In the mountains, he took good care of Meng Dashuang along the way and observed Meng Dashuang's expression towards him.

Now when I suddenly heard Meng Dashuang say this, my heart skipped a beat. What does it mean?
It was to see what I meant, so I politely rejected myself.

Suddenly my mobile phone rang, and a sentence from Master Gouzi came: "Apprentice, as a man, you must express yourself bravely today. I hope you two will be successful in your relationship today."

This sentence was like a ladle of cold water, and Xi Zhenguo immediately woke up.

At the beginning, he competed with Xing Shanzhou and pursued Song Wenxuan, but in the end Song Wenxuan chose Xing Shanzhou.

Later he concluded that I don't have the masculine temperament of Xingshan Erzhou, which is really a fatal flaw, but Meng Dashuang has a straightforward character like a boy, which he particularly appreciates, that kind of flamboyant, uncompromising , Just do your temper.

On the other hand, I have a meticulous personality, with a relatively long temper, which may also be a habit developed over the years of practicing medicine. If two people become a couple, wouldn't this personality just complement each other?
Now suddenly seeing Meng Dashuang's twitchy look, he suddenly realized that this kind of shy girl's posture is unspeakable if it is not formal.

Qi Zhenguo immediately expressed his wish: "I don't want to be your brother, I just want to be your husband."

Meng Dashuang was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly his face burst into laughter, and he grabbed his shoulders tightly with both hands: "What you said is true, no jokes are allowed."

Xi Zhenguo nodded: "This sentence has been in my heart for a long time, but I don't have the courage to say it. I just want you to be my bride."

Meng Dashuang smiled happily: "This is exactly what I want to say in my heart, but you can't just say it, you have to show your sincerity with practical actions."

Xi Zhenguochang heaved a sigh of relief, and finally agreed: "I'll go to the curator of the exhibition hall right away, and talk to him about holding an art exhibition for you."

Meng Dashuang lightly put both hands on Xi Zhenguo's shoulders: "You are so stupid, you don't understand the relationship between men and women at all, I want you to show something, just let you kiss me."

Looking at Meng Dashuang's shy expression, there is an indescribable charm.

Xi Zhenguo only felt passionate, with a pair of strong arms, he held Meng Dashuang tightly in his arms. After an unknown period of time, Meng Dashuang suddenly woke up from the intoxication: "The feeling of this first kiss is like a spring breeze."

As they talked, the two became close.

Qi Zhenguo approached the curator of the exhibition hall, and directly told him about the request for an art exhibition.

The curator of the exhibition hall changed another expression, and directly postponed: "I have never heard of Meng Dashuang, and he is not a well-known person. Besides, if you want to hold an art exhibition, you must first apply and wait for the Cultural Affairs Bureau." Approval, and then issue an official document to use my exhibition hall."

The curator thought to himself, you really don't know good from bad, and the exhibition hall belongs to the cultural system. As a curator, he also wants to generate income.

I can only allocate a pitiful salary every month, and there is no surplus income at all, so I want to wait for Xi Zhenguo to speak up automatically and pay a rich exhibition fee, but he can't say this, because it is for him after all. Doctors who have seen a doctor will be useful in the future.

Xi Zhenguo didn't understand what the curator was thinking at all.

Rubbing his head in embarrassment, he said, "I didn't expect to hold an art exhibition. There are so many procedures, so I will write an application."

Back in the hospital, I met Gouzi head-on, and Gouzi directly asked how things were going.
When he heard that the curator was having a problem again, Gouzi didn't say a word: "Leave this matter to me."

Taking advantage of the night time, Gouzi went directly to Bian Bian Xiangqiang: "Please tell me, my wife's best friend is Meng Dashuang, a painter, and the paintings he draws are really amazing.

This time, I went to the mountains to gather scenery, and I drew a series of paintings for an exhibition called Eager to Learn. "

As he spoke, he turned on his mobile phone: "Look at the pictures I took on it. It's at this level. If you don't hold an art exhibition, you won't be burying your talents."

Bian Xiangqiang watched carefully: "I have to talk to my father about this matter, because it does not belong to my scope, and it happens that my father is in charge of culture."

So I exchanged a few words with my father, and suddenly said: "My father invited you over, and Xiao Hui was also invited."

Gouzi drove the car and arrived at Bian Xiangqiang's father's house in a blink of an eye.

As soon as you enter the house, it looks extraordinarily tidy and full of cultural atmosphere. On the wall, there is a pair of newly entered calligraphy, which says serve the people.

"This is my dad's font, it's my dad's motto." Bie Xiangqiang introduced.

The old man enthusiastically shook Gouzi's hand: "Welcome to your miracle doctor, you saved my grandson's life, I have been looking for an opportunity to thank you.

I am not good at communication. According to Xiangqiang, you have a painter friend who wants to hold an art exhibition. Let me see the pictures you brought. "

Gouzi turned on the phone, and while the old man was watching, he suddenly became interested: "It's not too late, let's go to Meng Dashuang's studio to take a look."

As soon as he arrived at Mencius Dashuang's studio, he saw Xi Zhenguo sitting there motionless, obviously he was acting as a model, and Meng Dashuang was drawing strokes.

Gouzi roared as soon as he entered the door: I invited the deputy mayor, I heard you named the art exhibition, eager to learn. "

The deputy mayor carefully stood in front of the picture, looked at it one by one, and suddenly commented excitedly: "I haven't seen this exciting and exciting painting for a long time.

In front of these eyes, I feel a sense of trembling in my heart. It is a rare and precious mental state of persevering in the face of difficulties and not bowing to difficulties.

Old Liu from the cultural center just took a look at it, and then directly refused, thanks to the fact that he is still a cultural person. "

Called a mobile phone at random, and about half an hour later, the cultural center ran away panting, and quickly explained after entering the door: "This is purely a misunderstanding."

(End of this chapter)