Chapter 722, I have tolerated you for a long time!

Qin Feng is a man of his word.

Since Mo Qingfeng agreed to come to Xiaoxian Medical Clinic, he would naturally not break the appointment.

So, here he comes.

The autumn day was high in the sky, and at noon, Qin Feng came to Xiaoxian Medical Center.

This is his second time here.

Compared with the bustle the first time, Xiaoxian Medical Clinic today is undoubtedly much deserted.

"It's good to take a cold count. There are people everywhere, and it doesn't look like a medical center that can save lives and heal the wounded." Qin Feng smiled and walked into Xiaoxian Medical Center.

He likes places with few people.

The strong smell of Chinese medicine hit his face, and Qin Feng smelled 3657 kinds of Chinese medicine. At the same time, he also saw Mo Lan's graceful figure in a white coat with an elegant and refined temperament.

Qin Feng turned his eyes and shouted to Mo Lan who was sorting out the herbs: "Why are you alone? Where is your grandfather?"

Mo Lan heard the sound and looked back. When she saw that the person coming was Qin Feng, she snorted arrogantly, ignored it completely, and continued to do her own business.

Aloof, ignore!

Qin Feng couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this, and then his mood was not good.

How dare this girl have a temper?

As soon as his eyes changed, Qin Feng walked to the counter behind Mo Lan and lay down on his back. After looking at the latter with interest, he whistled teasingly.

Hearing the whistle, Mo Lan felt humiliated. She immediately turned around and glared at Qin Feng angrily, saying angrily: "You bastard, what are you doing?"

"I didn't do anything. I just wanted to see if my little disciple suddenly became mute. If that's the case, we, the master, must treat him in time!" Qin Feng squinted his eyes and smiled evilly.

"You just became mute. I curse you not only to become mute, but also to become deaf, and you will be a poor deaf-mute from now on!" Mo Lan said angrily.

"Oh no, are you so cruel?" Qin Feng's eyebrows were raised, but he was not angry at all: "You are so cruel, does your grandpa know?"

"you……"

Seeing Qin Feng talking about Mo Qingfeng, Mo Lan was furious, but she couldn't do anything about Qin Feng, so she could only snort coldly, and then continue to do her own thing.

Who made her grandfather be so devoted to this stinky gangster? As a granddaughter, what else can she do?

Qin Feng glanced at Mo Lan: "You haven't answered my question yet, where is your grandfather?"

Mo Lan: "I don't know!"

"Don't know?" Qin Feng said with a smile, "Okay, then I'll give him a call and explain your attitude towards me."

Mo Lan: "How dare you!"

"Why don't I dare?" Qin Feng looked confused: "Am I still afraid of you biting me?"

"you……"

Mo Lan was once again so angry that she couldn't speak. When Qin Feng took out his mobile phone to make a call, she immediately panicked and forced herself to soften her tone: "Grandpa went out to see a doctor and should be back soon.

"

"That's the right thing to say. As a disciple, how can you be so arrogant?" Qin Feng said with a satisfied smile.

"snort!"

Mo Lan glanced at Qin Feng fiercely. She felt tired even if she said more than one word to this guy.

Qin Feng saw that Mo Lan was still angry with him, but he didn't say much, and instead found a place to sit by himself, his head hurting.

As a master, having such a relationship with his disciple is unprecedented, right?

Who would have thought that he and Mo Lan were so destined to meet each other by chance without knowing each other's identities?

If there hadn't been that encounter, maybe they wouldn't be so at odds with each other, right?

Qin Feng shook his head helplessly and lit a cigarette.

I haven’t had two puffs yet.

Mo Lan suddenly looked in this direction, frowned and said in disgust: "Who allowed you to smoke in the hospital?"

"I allow it." Qin Feng said: "What's wrong? Isn't it okay?"

"Of course not!" Mo Lan said.

"Why?" Qin Feng asked.

"Because I don't like the smell of smoke!"

"But...I like it."

"..."

Mo Lan felt like she was going to have a myocardial infarction and was so angry that she died.

Take a look.

Look at what this guy looks like right now!

I said I don’t like the smell of cigarettes. As a man, a young man living in the 21st century, as long as he has a little bit of literacy, he will pretend to be a gentleman and put out his cigarettes or go out to smoke, right?

What's the result?

This guy is so shameless!

Mo Lan was furious.

Grandpa is not here, am I still afraid of you, aunt?

"I've tolerated you for a long time!"

Mo Lan, who stared at Qin Feng without saying anything for a long time, finally couldn't bear the anger in her heart. She clapped her hands, raised her feet and walked quickly towards Qin Feng.

She has practiced Taekwondo for several years, and ordinary people are no match for her.

Usually when she meets an unreasonable disciple like Qin Feng, she has a hot temper and will use force to solve the problem. The last time she met Qin Feng at the door of the flower shop, if her ankle had not been injured, she would have given Qin Feng a hand.

Feng Yidian has learned a lesson.

Grandpa was not here today, so she decided to beat Qin Feng to a semi-crippling state to see if he would still dare to bully her in the future!

With three steps and two steps, Mo Lan clenched her pink fist and rushed to Qin Feng, quite impressive.

Qin Feng, who was holding a cigarette in his hand, was a little stunned for a moment when facing the menacing Mo Lan, with a dull look on his face: "What are you going to do?"

"What are you doing?" Mo Lan twitched the corners of her pretty lips: "You'll know what I want to do later!"

The words fell.

Mo Lan took action like lightning, grabbed Qin Feng's wrist, tried to pull him up, and then gave him a sharp tornado kick.

result……

Strange.

This guy was sitting on the seat, like a human-shaped mountain, strangely heavy. No matter how much she pulled, she couldn't get him out of the seat, and he even... didn't move at all!

"What's going on?" Mo Lan was confused.

From a scientific point of view, even if Qin Feng is a powerful man, there should be some movement under her sudden pull. How is it possible...

Qin Feng looked at Mo Lan's posture, took another puff of cigarette with great interest, and then spit the smoke into her face provocatively.

After vomiting, Qin Feng said with a smile: "My good disciple, can't you just talk to me if you have something to say? Force cannot solve the problem. Master, I have also practiced kung fu for several years. If I really want to take action, you are not me.

opponent."

"Asshole, you still dare to blow smoke in my face?"

When Mo Lan encountered Qin Feng's provocative behavior, her eyes turned red with anger, her rationality temporarily disappeared, and what was left was only endless anger.

She was angry.

She was angry.

She tried her best to pull Qin Feng up.

But I didn't expect it.

Because she was too excited and exerted her strength, her feet accidentally slipped.

"ah!"

Mo Lan screamed uncontrollably, lost balance, and fell backwards.

"It's over!"

Mo Lan was shocked. If she landed at this angle, the back of her head would be severely injured. If she was unlucky, it would be no exaggeration to die on the spot!
Chapter completed!