MTL - The Identity of the Real Rich Man Can’t Be Hidden-Chapter 84 she wants to dance

   Chapter 84 She Wants to Dance

  It is impossible for An Yan to let him die, and she has never encountered a disease that is helpless.

   But Li Rongsen's situation is very special. He is not an ordinary disease, but it is somewhat different from poisoning. Because she can hardly find any specific reason, she can only relieve his pain and make him feel better.

   Li Rongsen was lying on the sofa at the moment. He slowly woke up and said to An Yan, "I feel better. It was as if a fire was burning in my chest just now. It hurts terribly."

   "You've been with me today, and you don't seem to have eaten anything that shouldn't be eaten. How could it be so sudden." An Yan said.

  Li Rongsen nodded, his voice was weak, and said, "Maybe it's because I slept so late these two days."

"Your body is indeed a little weak, and you should pay more attention." An Yan said, when she saw the fragrance of orchid wafting from the medicine jar by the window, she walked over, poured out the medicine, and brought it to Li Rongsen's side , said, "Wait the medicine when it's cold, and see if it's better."

  Li Rongsen felt much better, he took the medicine bowl and drank it.

  An Yan went to the big wooden table to get the herbs again, put a few pills into the bottle, and said, "You will take these two pills back soon, eat them before going to bed, and rest early tonight."

   "Okay, thank you very much." Li Rongsen felt refreshed after drinking the medicine. He got up, took the medicine handed over by An Yan, and said, "Remember to give me the key to Rong Qian."

   "Got it." An Yan promised him, then tidied up the office, and then went to find Rong Qian.

   Rong Qian and Ling Feng arrived early, they booked a box and waited for An Yan to come.

  An Yan was led into an elegant box by the waiter and said to them, "I'm sorry, I'm late."

"No, we came too early, sit down." Rong Qian motioned her to sit down, handed the menu to her, and said, "You order, order what you like, but never Be polite to us."

   "Thanks to you for this, we must thank you." Ling Feng also showed a gesture of gratitude.

  An Yan smiled politely at them, then looked at the menu and ordered a few dishes that looked delicious.

  Lingfeng said: "I plan to hold an art exhibition in the next two days and hold a meeting."

"Okay." An Yan nodded, took out the gold needle from her bag, walked to his side, and said, "After this time, I will completely recover, but be careful not to be too tired, and the medicine I give you should continue. apply."

Lingfeng watched An Yan pierce the needle in his hand, feeling a little excited and proud, thinking that he was finally able to stand above everyone else, and asked her, "Is this scar on my hand? Can it be removed too?"

  An Yan didn't expect this level, and said, "You can go. I'll bring medicine next time. It's a very simple matter to remove scars."

  Ling Feng nodded and smiled with satisfaction.

   From then on, his tragic past can be written off.

   And An Yan took back the gold needle, went back to her seat, and said to Rong Qian, "I have a gift for you today."

"I also have a gift for you." Rong Qian was a little surprised, but she didn't expect An Yan to think of it with herself, and she said, "Look at my gift first, and see if you like it or not." A delicate box was placed in front of her.

  An Yan opened it and saw that it was a high-quality jade bracelet. She immediately said, "This is too precious, you should put it away."

"I gave it to you because it is precious. There is another story about this bracelet. I heard that it was left by a famous female doctor in the past. It was a gift from the emperor. There are two pieces in total, one of which is in my hand. I've never worn it before, I think I'm not worthy of him after all, but you're just right." Rong Qian sincerely wanted to give it to her.

  An Yan felt that it was too precious, she kept rejecting it, saying, "Otherwise, you are choosing another one to give to me, and this one will be taken back. It must be handed down from the ancestors, and it is not good for outsiders."

   "You are not an outsider, you are my benefactor, and you are also Lingfeng's benefactor. You have helped us so much. Where does a bracelet go?" Rong Qian insisted that she accept it.

An Yan thought that she couldn't push it away for a while, so she might as well accept it first and give it to Li Rongsen tomorrow, so he could take it back and return it, so she accepted it, and then took out her own gift. He put it in front of Rong Qian and said, "This is the key to the house. From now on, you and I are neighbors."

   "How dare you act like this, you actually gave me a house." Rong Qian felt incredible and couldn't help but look at Ling Feng.

  Ling Feng was more generous and calmer than her, and said, "It's really good for you to push around like this. According to me, accept it all."

  An Yan agreed with what he said, saying: "What he said is right, accept it, you see that I have accepted it, so don't refuse."

  Rong Qian nodded and put the key in her bag.

   And An Yan sent her the address and brand number and said, "It's all renovated, I'll move in in the next two days."

   "It will be much more convenient in the future, and everyone can go to the door from time to time."

   "Hmm." An Yan thought so too.

  The waiter pushed in the door, put all kinds of dishes on the table, and then exited.

   Rong Qian said, "An Yan, let's start, you're welcome."

  Ling Feng was eating and talking to them about painting. He was completely different from before, with a proud expression on his face, as if he was already a king and controlled the whole world.

   This made An Yan always feel strange.

   On the other hand, Rong Qian was very happy to see him so excited, and even thought that Ling Feng's charm had come back, and finally got through the hard days. She couldn't help but feel a little moved, and she was grateful to An Yan.

   "Ling Feng, when I help you organize the exhibition, I want to dance again, okay?" Rong Qian asked Ling Feng cautiously.

This made Ling Feng's face change suddenly, he said: "Don't do it now, you have been suffering these days, you should rest at home for a while, I will arrange the art exhibition, and I don't need you to work hard for me. , Let’s have fun for a few days, go to An Yan from time to time, go shopping, and drink tea.”

"But I really want to dance." Rong Qian really wanted to dance, and added, "It turns out that it's not allowed, we can't be too high-profile, for fear that Zhang Shen will know our whereabouts, and then it is to take care of you and the studio. , but it's different now, and I feel like I can do a little bit of my own thing."

   "Let's have dinner first, then go home and discuss, okay?" Ling Feng said to her gently.

   Rong Qian had to nod, but she could see her disappointment.

  An Yan didn't say anything, she just looked at Ling Feng quietly, thinking about Li Rongsen's evaluation of this person.

   The three separated after eating.

An Yan walked to the intersection and took a taxi back, but her cell phone rang, and it was Mrs. Li who called. She said, "Yan Yan, Rong Sen's condition is very bad, he is in a cold sweat now, and I have already called the family doctor. , but I still want to trouble you, can you come over now?"

   "I'll be right here, don't worry." An Yan waved to a taxi as she spoke, and then quickly got into the car.

   (end of this chapter)