If he had a compassionate heart, then she could naturally impart all these techniques to him, but what if he didn't? What if he was selfish? Then she certainly wouldn't teach him the things the old man left behind.
But all this takes time to verify.
After dinner, Qiao Qiqi and Jiang Meng returned to their room. Tomorrow is the official start of the medical conference, when top medical experts from around the world will exchange new achievements and breakthroughs in medicine from the past year.
At ten o'clock in the evening, Qiao Qiqi changed her outfit and left the hotel through the back door.
...
"Master, are you sure you really want to injure yourself?"
"Get back, without my orders don't show up in front of me again!" Feng Xiling coldly said and then jumped down from a high wall, landing in the dirt with bruises all over. Looking at the scratches on his body, he picked up a brick from the side and hit his own forehead with it.
Blood streamed down.
The subordinate, "..."
