Chapter 197 Mr. Bo doesn’t like you
Teacher Pan is in his thirties, with a pair of silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. His eyes are discerning from behind the lenses, with a picky look on his face. .
She looked at Nan Jiaojiao from head to toe.
The corner of his mouth curled up in disdain.
“Are you the doctor Qingshan mentioned?”
Nan Jiaojiao walked in expressionlessly, "Yes."
Teacher Pan threw the book away, "Treat it, I'll watch from the side, you do your thing, don't disturb us by making any noise."
"Teacher Pan, what are you talking about? Sister Jiaojiao is a distinguished guest in my house!"
Bo Qingshan stood up and was pushed down by Nan Jiaojiao with one hand, saying softly Remind him: "Sit tight."
Bo Qingshan's arrogance was immediately calmed down. He was too lazy to show off to Teacher Pan, so he took the initiative to take off his socks. When Nan Jiaojiao sat down, he consciously put his hands on Put your feet on the small stool beside you.
Nan Jiaojiao unfolded the acupuncture kit and took out silver needles to prick the acupoints.
Teacher Pan, who was left aside, felt unhappy and said sarcastically: "Is Chinese medicine really that amazing?"
No one paid attention to her.
"I think you are not very old, so you probably don't have much experience. Don't treat her randomly," Teacher Pan looked at Nan Jiaojiao and snorted coldly: "You do have a pretty face."
< br>This is directly putting the irony on the surface.
Bo Qingshan couldn't help but became angry. As soon as he put on his fierce face, he made a mouth shape and suddenly let out a low cry of "ah". His whole body became weak and his voice was as weak as a piao. .
She wanted to cry sadly: "Sister Jiaojiao, why are you always stopping me?"
Nan Jiaojiao looked at him lightly, "Xiaoba pecks you, you will bite him back." ”
“I don’t mind biting my hair!”
“That’s right”
Why bother to be like a beast?
Teacher Pan didn’t understand. He wanted to intervene in the topic, but he still had to act like a teacher, “Who is Xiaoba? What are you talking about?” “Xiaoba?” Bo Qingshan asked. He rolled his eyes and said, "A little cutie."
Now when he looked at Teacher Pan's face, it was still as rigid as the lesson plan, but it was not so annoying anymore.
“Can you really do this with just a few pricks?”
Nan Jiaojiao straightened up and said, "Sincerity leads to success."
She glanced at the test paper that Bo Qingshan had pressed under her elbow, with a very pale expression on her face, "I'll wash my hands."
There is a bathroom in the room, so Nan Jiaojiao goes directly there.
Teacher Pan also followed.
Standing at the door with her arms folded, she looked at Nan Jiaojiao in the mirror. Her face was so beautiful that it made people jealous.
"I heard that you always stay here for lunch every time you come. Mr. Bo will send it to you personally after you finish eating?"
Nan Jiaojiao squeezed out the hand sanitizer, "Yes."
" The fee for each consultation is 100,000 yuan. Why do you earn so much? You and I are both hired by the Bo family, but I don’t know the rules like you do. "More, the master is being polite to you to give you face, so don't push yourself too far."
Nan Jiaojiao shook her hand, took out a tissue to wipe her hands, turned around and walked to Teacher Pan.
There was a smile on his lips, but his voice was cold: "How old are you?"
Teacher Pan didn't dare to meet her eyes directly, and the cold wind whizzed up the back of his neck. "What are you doing? I'm older than you. I'm teaching you how to be a human being."
"Being a teacher is addictive. Really?"
Nan Jiaojiao threw away the tissue, "Mr. Bo is not easy to seduce. You are old and not good-looking. He doesn't like you."
" What are you talking about!"
Teacher Pan's face turned red with anger, "How can I not like you if I don't like you?"
(End of this chapter)