At the beginning of the blind date, my master forced me to harm the stunning female CEO

On the road, Chenghua Avenue is the only way to get to Taihe Hotel.

There is an Internet celebrity bridge here, and there are many Internet celebrity female anchors live broadcasting on both sides of the bridge.

These internet celebrity female anchors are dressed in fashionable and sexy clothes, and many of them are posing just to attract attention and let the top brother buy gifts.

This scene made Qin Fan a little jealous, and he almost bumped into the old man riding a bicycle in front of him.

"Young man, be careful!"

The old man looked at Qin Fan with disdain: "What's so good about this? They're just vulgar fans."

"Uncle, I'm sorry!"

Qin Fan's face was full of embarrassment, he turned the accelerator and ran to the old man...

Unexpectedly, the old man behind accidentally bumped into Qin Fan's small electric stove butt.

Qin Fan only felt a pushing sensation on his back, and he almost overturned the car after being hit.

As expected of an old man!

Didn’t you just call me vulgar?

Why did you get so absorbed in watching it that you hit me?

Qin Fan cursed in his heart, only to hear someone screaming from behind: "Oh no, someone has overturned the car!"

He quickly looked back and saw that the old man had fallen to the ground without any movement.

Is this... a fart?

Qin Fan hurriedly pressed the brakes and parked the electric donkey aside.

Pedestrians on the bridge gathered around him.

"This old man's body is twitching and he seems to be dying!"

"Could it be that he is suffering from epilepsy? Hurry up, call 120!"

"Who's a doctor here?"

For a moment, the onlookers shouted, and some people quickly took out their mobile phones to call the emergency number.

Qin Fan frowned and hurriedly stepped forward to take a look. He saw that the old man's face was pale, his lips were purple, and his whole body was still twitching, as if he was suffering from epilepsy.

In particular, the old man was breathing rapidly and could hardly breathe. He seemed to be dying and in danger.

"Who is a doctor here? He is dying!"

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and they all shook their heads.

Finished!

This old man is probably going to see his grandma tonight.

"I am a doctor!"

At this time, Qin Fan pushed through the crowd and squeezed in. He squatted down and took out two silver needles from his wrists.

Silver Needle!

Is this young man a Chinese medicine doctor?

Everyone was taken aback, and no one dared to say anything, watching this scene nervously.

Qin Fan took a deep breath, held the silver needle, moved the needle with Qi, and began to perform acupuncture on the old man.

After a few minutes, the old man finally stopped twitching and his complexion turned rosy.

Whoa!

This scene caused an uproar among the onlookers!

This young man's acupuncture skills are superb and more effective than Western medicine. He is really a master of rejuvenation.

"Cough cough..."

The old man coughed twice, opened his eyelids and woke up.

"woke up!"

This scene made the crowd of onlookers burst into enthusiastic applause.

The old man looked around blankly, and then saw Qin Fan putting away the silver needle, and said in surprise: "Young man, you saved this old man like me?"

"It's just a little effort." Qin Fan put away the silver needle and stood up to leave...

"Young man, please stay!" The old man quickly stopped Qin Fan and smiled kindly: "You saved the life of an old man like me, and I don't even know your benefactor's name."

"Qin Fan!" Qin Fan smiled.

"Qin Fan, right? You just used acupuncture. Are you a Chinese medicine practitioner?" The old man looked sharply at Qin Fan's wrist.

"Haha, not really, I just know a little bit about acupuncture." Qin Fan smiled modestly: "Okay, I have something urgent to do, I have to go..."

With that said, Qin Fan had already ridden the electric donkey, and he did not forget to turn around and say: "Old man, your illness is a bit strange. Don't go out to ride a bicycle in the future. It is not good for your health."

boom!

Qin Fan suddenly turned the accelerator and disappeared at the end of the road on his little electric donkey...

The old man's expression changed instantly.

His illness is invisible to ordinary people.

At first, he had the experts of Chinese medicine diagnose him, but they could not diagnose the disease, let alone want to treat it.

Therefore, he went out to ride a bicycle at night just to exercise, hoping to strengthen his body to survive...

This young man not only knew acupuncture, but he could also tell at a glance that the cause of his illness was strange. It was really not that simple!

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, his aura completely changed, and he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Grandpa, are you alright?"

As soon as the call was connected, a woman's anxious voice came from the other side.

"Grandpa is fine."

"Is everything okay? I got news from the hospital that you fainted at the Internet Celebrity Bridge on Chenghua Avenue..."

"Doesn't grandpa calling you mean everything is fine?"

The old man was a little helpless. He changed the subject and said in a deep voice: "It was a young man who saved me. In this case, you send someone to check that young man. I want all his information!"

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When Qin Fan arrived at Taihe Hotel, it happened to be eight o'clock in the evening.

He came directly to the hotel and opened a private room near the seat reserved by Song Ziming.

"This Su Wanxi, why haven't you come yet?" Song Ziming sat in the box, waiting a little impatiently.

He has informed Su Wanxi about the location of the box. Su Wanxi also said that he would arrive at eight o'clock. It is already after eight o'clock, why haven't you seen anyone yet?

What about playing him?

This made him a little annoyed, and he stood up angrily, preparing to wait for Su Wanxi at the door of the hotel.

"Dong dong!"

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Song Ziming felt happy, straightened his collar which was not loose, and cleared his throat: "Please come in!"

With a creak, the door opened, and Su Wanxi walked in from the door.

"Mr. Su, are you here?" Song Ziming hurriedly greeted him with a warm smile on his face: "Come on, please sit down!"

Su Wanxi raised her eyebrows slightly.

What does Song Ziming want to do?

Isn’t this private room too romantically decorated?

This made Su Wanxi a little uncomfortable, but she still sat down and smiled awkwardly: "Young Master Song, didn't you agree that I would treat you to dinner tonight?"

"Haha, it's the same for everyone." Song Ziming snapped his fingers.

The hotel waiter walked in and smiled sweetly: "Young Master Song, what are your orders?"

"Now it's time to serve!"

"Ok!"

The waiter withdrew and informed the kitchen that the food was being served.

Song Ziming picked up the expensive red wine on the table, poured two glasses, and smiled slightly: "Mr. Su, the food hasn't been served yet, let's drink some wine first."

"cheers!"

Su Wanxi raised her glass and drank it in one gulp.

"Haha, Mr. Su is such a good drinker!"

Song Ziming's eyes lit up. He was worried about Su Wanxi not drinking before, but now there is no need to worry at all.

Su Wanxi smiled apologetically: "Young Master Song, what happened last night..."

Song Ziming hurriedly interrupted and said with a slight smile: "Well, as long as Mr. Su drinks this bottle of red wine with me tonight, I don't have to worry about what happened last night!"

drink wine?

Only drink this bottle?

Su Wanxi was a little stunned, then took the initiative to pour herself a glass and said gratefully: "Thank you, Mr. Song. Come on, let me toast you!"

The alcohol content of this kind of red wine is not high. There is only one bottle, and no one will be drunk after drinking it.

But soon, after drinking this glass of wine, Su Wanxi felt a little dizzy, her face was rosy and slightly tipsy, and she was indescribably attractive.

It's strange. She often socializes and her drinking capacity is not bad. Why is she almost dying after just two drinks?

"President Su, are you alright?"

Song Ziming smiled inwardly. Looking at Su Wanxi's appearance, it seemed that the medicinal powder had taken effect.

"I...I'm a little dizzy!"

Su Wanxi frowned and rubbed her temples with her hands.

"Having your head dizzy? Mr. Su, your drinking capacity isn't that bad, right?" Song Ziming pretended to be surprised, poured another glass of wine, and said with a smile: "Here, let's have another drink!"