Cold CEO vs. Tender Wife/C9 Revenge Begins
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C9 Revenge Begins

Leng Feng took the list from the nurse. He glanced at the data and frowned.

The nurse looked at Young Master Leng's expression from the side. She secretly worried for Xu Xuanxuan. When Leng Feng received Xu Xuanxuan's medical report, he even wanted to rush back to the ward. He called Xu Xuanxuan, who was lying on the bed, up and questioned her fiercely.

Not only did she have low blood sugar, but she was also malnourished. When she had just woken up, she looked so tired that she looked like she was doing physical work every day.

"I know."

Leng Feng frowned.

Xu Xuanxuan was harder to serve than normal people. After Leng Feng said that, he waved his hand and asked the nurse to continue with her work.

She had already instinctively felt the pressure around her. After receiving the order, she ran away in a flash and returned to Xu Xuanxuan's ward.

Xu Xuanxuan lightly hummed the song that her mother sang to her when she was young. She sat on the hospital bed thinking of something.

"It really scared me to death."

The nurse muttered and complained. She sat down and peeled an apple for Xu Xuanxuan.

"What's wrong?"

Xu Xuanxuan stopped singing. She propped her chin up and looked at the nurse who was about the same age as her and asked curiously.

"Mr Leng saw the results of your physical examination. I was the one who gave him the information. He made me nervous."

Xu Xuanxuan could not help but laugh. Her eyebrows were curved and she looked cute.

This was similar to what Xu Xuanxuan felt. He was indeed hard to get close to.

"I shouldn't have any major illness, right?"

Xu Xuanxuan suddenly thought of something and asked a little diffidently.

Recently, she was a little overworked and did not eat on time. Her blood sugar index would not be very good, but in her opinion, it was not a big problem. But she did not know how Leng Feng would view this matter.

"Other than overworking yourself, you are a little malnourished and have low blood sugar. When you were doing the test, it was clearly at night. Didn't you have dinner?"

Of course Xu Xuanxuan did not remember this matter. She could not help but look up to the sky to stop the topic. For the sake of her grandfather's illness, she did not know how long it had been since she had eaten on time. In addition, she had always been thin and weak, and she often had low blood sugar.

At that time, she did not put on makeup, so her complexion was probably not that good. She did not know why Young Master Leng would choose her.

Why?

She was clearly a woman that he didn't like, but she kept feeling that something was different.

"I need you to replenish her nutrition"

Leng Feng pushed open Dr. Hsu's office door. He booked the best specialist in the Department of Surgery in the hospital. There were no other patients in the office. To be honest, Dr. Hsu did not agree with the fact that he had gone through so much trouble just for a girl who only suffered some external injuries and hypoglycemia.

"You can't offend this Mr. Leng. Do as he says. You don't need to care about the rest."

Dr. Hsu wiped the sweat off his forehead and remembered the dean's advice.

"I am not a nutritionist." Dr. Hsu looked at Xu Xuanxuan's examination results and his expression became serious. "I think it is impossible for me to cure her in three days. This matter needs a long period of time. You can't rush it."

A blank cheque was thrown onto the table. Dr. Hsu was shocked.

"I spent money to find you, not because I wanted to hear your rejection."

Dr. Hsu only felt that the man in front of him was emitting a heavy fog. It was as if he had sucked all the oxygen in the surroundings, forming a low-pressure whirlpool.

"I hope you can cure her in three days." Leng Feng stared at Dr. Hsu in front of him, making him feel like he was in an ice cellar. "I don't care what method you use."

"Remember, I only want to see the results."

The door was slammed shut. Dr. Hsu stuck out his tongue and licked his dry lips.

Just now, in front of Leng Feng, he felt that he did not even have the chance to catch his breath, so he kept his mouth open. It was only when this man left with his low-pressure aura that he came back to his senses.

After being a doctor for so many years, he had seen all kinds of people. But today was the first time he had encountered someone with such a strong sense of oppression.

Dr. Hsu opened the thermos in front of him and drank a large mouthful of hot water to suppress his shock. Now, he finally understood why the dean wanted him not to provoke Leng Feng.

This guy was simply a monster...

Leng Feng did not expect this expert to have any accomplishments in nutrition science. He left with a sentence and a signed cheque.

Leng Feng returned to the car and Jiang Nan said, "The media has started to report this matter. Those reporters did not let you down. They have dug out the history of Boss Wang's dissolute behavior."

Jiang Nan made a phone call. He followed Leng Feng's instructions and provided the reporters with vague information.

"Actually, we don't really know the truth. If there are any interesting discoveries, you can just write whatever you want."

The reporters with rich imagination immediately understood what Jiang Nan meant.

"Well, that's good."

Leng Feng casually flipped through a few popular social media tools. These headlines made him very satisfied.

"You can also arrange a copy of Xu Xuanxuan's life and studies, including her social relationships. The more detailed, the better!"

"Okay."

Jiang Nan frowned and looked at the two documents on his desk. One of the documents was collected by Jiang Nan when Leng Feng rushed to the "KaJue Club" after work. The other one was sent to him by Ms Qin when she gave him Boss Wang's information.

After thinking for a while, Jiang Nan picked up the phone again.

Leng Feng's work continued in an orderly manner, but Wang Derui did not know how to deal with these things.

If he usually followed the rules and did things that were out of line, the reporters would find it hard to discredit him. After all, men from the upper class had done similar things before.

Nowadays, the public would want to see some explosive and exciting things. It would be best if these things could stimulate their righteous heart. And these stories needed to be fabricated by the reporters.

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