PFC Chapter 1278: Victory in Chaos
Chapter 1278: Victory in Chaos
"I'm back. I just came up." After saying that, the young nurse went in to take care of the patient and pushed the patient out of the operating room.
Qi Yao went into the bathroom, washed his hands, tidied himself up, and went straight downstairs. He stopped outside the dean's office, tidied his clothes, then knocked on the door and pushed it open, but there was no one inside.
"Dean?"
Qi Yao walked in and looked around, and sure enough, he was not there, so he walked out.
Qi Yao stood outside for a long time before returning to his office. His phone was on the table. He checked it and saw a missed call. Qi Yao immediately grabbed the phone and swiped it. His expression relaxed instantly when he saw the name of the missed caller. His mood was particularly good, and he immediately called back.
Seventeen was lying on the bed, almost asleep, his face red from being pressed against the bed. When he heard the phone ring, he sat up reflexively, his eyes full of spring, and he glanced left and right before looking at the phone.
It's him!
I don’t know why, but I have a strong feeling that if it’s not Kou Quan, the first person to call back must be Qi Yao.
Women, oftentimes, have a ridiculous persistence and certainty.
She held the phone in her hand, curled her lips, but couldn't help but smile.
He didn't answer the first call because he didn't answer when she called him just now. No matter whether he was busy or not, he didn't answer when she called him. This is tit for tat.
As soon as the ringing stopped, it rang again. Seventeen coughed twice, adjusted his breathing and voice, and answered the call.
"Well, what?" The voice didn't sound very happy or energetic.
A deep and hearty laugh came from Qi Yao's side. "Wife...are you still angry? Do you want to go pick out a ring? I can go home from get off work now."
"No, don't you know that I can wear whichever ring of Samsoon's family I want?" Seventeen hummed, and couldn't suppress the smile on her face. At this moment, her heart was warm and sweet.
"Don't be willful, okay? Get ready. Where are you? I'll come pick you up right away." Qi Yao whispered.
Seventeen hummed but didn't respond. Qi Yao waited patiently, already holding his car keys and coat. Only then did he hear Seventeen's slow reply, "In the dormitory."
"Huh? Okay, I'll be there right away." Qi Yao hung up the phone and ran to the dormitory immediately.
The first quarrel was resolved invisibly.
Qi Yao left the hospital but received a call from Zai An. Qi Yao was stunned for a moment and quickly answered: "Uncle An?"
Less than a minute later, Qi Yao hung up the phone and called Seventeen again, "I'm going to the market to buy some things and make you something delicious tonight. Can you take a rest?"
"Buying groceries? I'm coming too." Seventeen responded immediately.
Qi Yao glanced at the time and said, "No need to come out. I'll be back soon. I'll call you when I'm done, okay?"
Seventeen's excitement quickly faded, and he replied weakly, "Okay."
Qi Yao hung up the phone, went to the parking lot, and drove away.
About half an hour later, Qi Yao arrived at the place and Mr. Zhuang Sanye had already arrived. Fortunately, there was no traffic jam at this time, otherwise he would have been too embarrassed to come in.
"Master!" Qi Yao walked over quickly, stood respectfully in front of Master Zhuang San, and called out respectfully.
Zhuang Zhoucheng raised his eyes and looked at Qi Yao, his gaze was scrutinizing, his cold eyes were like a knife, cutting people's hearts with panic and pain. After a long time, this gentleman said lightly, "Sit down."
"Yes." Qi Yao sat down aside.
Qi Yao had guessed what was going on, but he hadn't expected Seventeen to actually return to the dealer. It wasn't a major conflict, just a minor disagreement between the two of them. The elders getting involved in such matters would only complicate and worsen things. There wasn't even a specific incident, no conflict, so why would the elders get involved? It wouldn't make any difference.
He knew Seventeen's personality very well, so he could understand that she had no intention of "informing" on him.
"If you can't do it, quit early. I don't want to let useless people waste another two years of my daughter's time." Zhuang Zhoucheng's voice was filled with heavy coldness and dissatisfaction. It was obvious that Qi Yao's performance made him very dissatisfied.
At the moment, it seems that Qi Yao is not even as good as Zhou Haoyu. Zhou Haoyu at least made his daughter happy. But Qi Yao, how long has it been?
Qi Yao was silent. Mr. Zhuang Sanye's aura was too strong. Qi Yao tried hard to keep himself calm, but his tightly clasped hands still couldn't help but tremble slightly.
After a long moment, Qi Yao raised his eyes and met Master Zhuang's gaze. "I won't quit, Uncle. Today, Qi Qi and I were just playing around..."
"She would run home crying just because we were playing?" Zhuang Zhoucheng said angrily, his eyes as sharp as arrows.
Qi Yao was immediately speechless. She was crying?
Qi Yao was no longer confident. Facing the questioning from Mr. Zhuang Sanye, his previous justifications were no longer tenable.
Zhuang Zhoucheng wasn't blaming Qi Yao; he simply wanted to understand the whole story. His daughter had come back crying so hard, so something had to happen, right? His daughter refused to confide in him, and as a father, he felt uneasy. He could only ask Qi Yao for more information, but Qi Yao remained silent. What did he mean by "playing around"? Was there such a thing as playing around?
Qi Yao's attitude made Zhuang Zhoucheng increasingly dissatisfied. The conversation lasted no more than twenty minutes. After a few words, there was a long silence, and Zhuang Zhoucheng stood up and left.
"You'd better take care of yourself!" Zhuang Zhoucheng said and left.
Zai'an looked at Qi Yao and wanted to say something several times but stopped himself. No matter what, he couldn't treat the Third Master like that.
Qi Yao grew up under An's watch, so An Xin naturally sided with Qi Yao. Didn't Qi Yao know that master's temper? He was already at a disadvantage, yet he refused to answer any questions. How could that master trust you with the young lady?
In terms of interpersonal relationships, Qi Yao was indeed several levels behind Zhou Haoyu. The reason why that gentleman was particularly opposed to Qi Yao's request at the beginning was probably due to his lack of personal ability.
"Young Master Quan, you are not in a good state today." After saying this, Zai An walked away quickly.
Qi Yao leaned dejectedly on the sofa, supporting his head. He had no way to explain this matter. It was impossible to explain it, right?
Will Mr. Zhuang San immediately expose the fact that he is Kou Quan and prevent Shiqi from being with him?
Qi Yao covered his aching chest, strode out, got in the car and drove all the way back to the hospital dormitory. He knocked on the door and Seventeen poked her head out. Qi Yao hooked his hand around her neck and pressed his lips down, holding Seventeen's mouth and kissing her wildly.
After the passionate kiss, Qi Yao took Shiqi's hand and left.
"Where are you going?" Seventeen asked hurriedly, his face flushed.
"You'll know when you get there." Qi Yao said in a deep voice.
Half an hour later, the car stopped at the Civil Affairs Bureau. After checking the time, Qi Yao parked his car in the yard outside and rushed inside with Shiqi in tow because it was almost time to get off work.