Fan Jianming was completely convinced by the management methods of neighboring countries. He decided to tell Li Qianqian this story well. Only by the wisdom of the oriental people and the details of neighboring countries could the Minshan project achieve great success.

With an attitude like a young woman, Fan Jianming will come here to have tea whenever he has the chance in the future.

There is no doubt that the young woman’s approach is undoubtedly to cultivate a potential customer, and a large customer.

"Okay, then you can just give me a cup of tea." Fan Jianming found an excuse to pay something.

The young woman smiled and said, "You are in a hurry to save people now. After your friend is out of danger, come and have tea with your friend."

"OK."

Fan Jianming immediately picked up Dong Mingxia and walked out. The young woman followed her out and found that he was not driving. She immediately got in the car and drove her own car and stopped beside Fan Jianming.

"Sir, get in the car, I just happened to get off work, by the way."

A mere kilometer is nothing to Fan Jianming, and he knew that the young woman could not get off work so by chance, so she must have deliberately tried to send him a ride.

Seeing her so enthusiastic, Fan Jianming had to open the car door and hug Dong Mingxia into the car.

After a while, they arrived at the private hospital. After Fan Jianming got out of the car with Dong Mingxia in his arms, the young woman turned around and drove back to the Tea Art Club.

This is a private hospital, with a scale similar to that of township and community hospitals in China. It has three floors in total and has various departments. Fan Jianming directly carried Dong Mingxia to the emergency room.

A yellow-sex doctor who looked almost fifty years old was sitting there. Fan Jianming saw the sign hanging on his chest, and the name was Lu Feng.

"Doctor, please help me see the patient."

Lu Feng looked up at him and asked in Chinese: "Oriental?"

Fan Jianming nodded and said in Chinese: "Yes, the doctor is also an Oriental?"

Lu Feng nodded and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I just fell down, first fell out of coma, then woke up, but after a while I said I was dizzy, and I fell into a coma again."

Lu Feng asked Fan Jianming to lie down on the bed behind the screen, listened with a stethoscope for a while, then opened Dong Mingxia's eyelids and looked at it, and called Dong Mingxia's wheat again.

"There should be no problem in other parts. According to what you just described, it should be that your brain is hit and you need to do a brain ct."

"OK."

Lu Feng immediately issued a list. Seeing that there were no patients, he immediately stood up and took the CT room behind Fan Jianmingdao to take a video, and then returned to the emergency room.

He had just sat down when he suddenly walked in from outside, a black girl, who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, but looked like the heads of these people.

Because four people, three of them were black and one of them were white, they were all in their early twenties and were younger than hers.

Lu Feng glanced at them and asked, "You..."

Before the words could be finished, Lu Fan was stunned. The black girl took out a silent pistol from behind the leather jacket and pressed it directly on Lu Fan's forehead.

Lu Feng trembled all over.

The black girl took out two photos and asked coldly: "Where are these two people?"

When Lu Feng saw that it was a photo of Fan Jianming and Dong Mingxia.

“In the ct room behind….”

The black girl waved her hand and slammed Lu Feng's neck with a "splash", and Lu Feng lay on the table on the spot.

Although she is young, she has the style of a general.

She asked a black young man to sit opposite Lu Feng, pretending to be a doctor to prevent anyone from entering.

Then he turned around and walked back with the other three people.

He first glanced at the back and found that there was a back door in the CT room. He raised his hand and his palm was facing up. The white young man immediately handed her a small bottle of whiskey, and she tilted her neck and drank it.

Then he stretched out his two fingers, and a young black man quickly took out a lady's cigarette and put it between her fingers.

When she held the cigarette in her mouth, the black young man quickly lit the fire for him.

After taking a sip, she waved her hand again, and the three of them immediately walked towards the back door of the conference room, and she walked directly to the corridor in front.

Fan Jianming, who was waiting at the door of the CT room, suddenly saw a black girl coming over and glanced at her involuntarily.

I found that this girl didn't look like most African girls, she looked more like a white girl. She just applied a layer of black oil and looked very beautiful and sexy. She should be a mixed race?

However, Fan Jianming was not in the mood to pay attention to her. After taking a look, he immediately turned his gaze to one side. Unexpectedly, the black girl staggered towards him directly. With the smell of alcohol, the fragrance emitted from her body suddenly pounced on Fan Jianming's arms.

Fan Jianming quickly helped her.

But she took a deep breath, then sprayed Fan Jianming's face full of bean picking: "How about a thousand dollars?"

Generally, black girls are precocious and have very plump bodies.

But although this girl looks very sexy, her body is in a strong and slim shape, especially her chest, which is not as big as other girls and looks very small.

Seeing her childish look, she seemed to be younger than her actual age, Fan Jianming even suspected that she was only thirteen or fourteen years old, and she might not have developed yet?

How could a girl like her do such a thing?

Fan Jianming's first reaction: This girl is not a thief, right?

Fan Jianming looked at her beautiful and shiny eyes, hoping to see her true thoughts, but he felt very strange.

Fan Jianming can see people's thoughts, consciousness, and even memories.

When looking at other people's eyes, there are constant pictures in other people's brains, because people's thoughts, consciousness and memories always flash various pictures in their brains, some are clear and some are blurry.

As long as there is a picture, Fan Jianming can see it.

But the thoughts and consciousness of this black girl were actually blank!

How is that possible?

As long as a living person has thoughts, consciousness and memories, how could her brain be empty?

"I'm sorry!" Fan Jianming said: "My girlfriend is inside."

"Eight hundred yuan!"

Fan Jianming smiled and said, "Don't you understand what I mean?"

"Five hundred yuan, no more money!"

As he said that, the black girl wanted to untie her leather pants.

Fan Jianming grabbed her hand and found that her pulse was beating normally. He should be a living person. How could his mind be blank, he didn't think about any problems or store any memories?

"I'll tell you again, my girlfriend is inside, and I like her very much!"

"That's three hundred, but I can only use this to help you solve it."

As she said that, she suddenly fell to Fan Jianming's face. While reaching out to pull Fan Jianming's zipper, she was preparing to use the guy who was eating to solve it for Fan Jianming.

Fan Jianming was completely confused.

How old is you? Why do you know everything?

Fan Jianming immediately helped her up, helped her sit on the chair in front, then took out a thousand dollars from her pocket and put them in her hand and said, "There is a tea art club in front, go there to wake up the bar."
Chapter completed!