Chapter 1274 Two Faces Before and After

The rich man's face suddenly sank: "Can you do it? Can I just ask you?"

Although she was young, this girl had an inexplicable aura of trust in her body. The rich man felt that he might have met someone who could save his life by accident.

Wen Qiao raised his eyebrows: "Looking for me? I don't have time to run to Dubai every now and then, let alone live in your place and be your personal doctor."

The rich man first introduced himself. He was one of the richest businessmen in Arabia, named Qasim. He could give her a huge salary as long as she was willing to be his personal doctor.

Once it is cured, she will be allowed to ask for the price, and she will be able to satisfy her with whatever she wants.

Qasim saw that the girl was young, and it was impossible for her not to agree to such an attractive offer.

But Wen Qiao didn't even raise his eyelids and said calmly: "No, I'm still studying. I have a lot of things to do in Haicheng. Besides, I'm not short of money."

Qasim and his wife looked at each other.

The wife said sincerely: "I apologize to you for our rudeness just now. If it is because of what happened just now, please don't remember the villain's fault and don't argue with us. If you go to Dubai, we will treat you as our seat." Guest."

Wen Qiao waved his hand: "No, I really can't go. If you really want treatment, you can live in Haicheng. I can reluctantly go and take a look for you."

The colder Wen Qiao becomes, the more Kasim wants her to treat him. After all, she doesn't dare to do this without any real talent or practical skills.

He has also been ill for a long time and knows that the more people flatter him, the more they are quacks.

Seeing Wen Qiao's determination, he immediately made up his mind: "Okay, I will finish some things when I go back this time, and then I will go back to Haicheng with you. Please help me treat my illness."

Wen Qiao agreed. She was confident about the Dubai rich man's illness, but it might take a long time, so he needed to settle in Haicheng for a while.

Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. She will never stand idly by if she can cure it.

After finishing talking, Wen Qiao wanted to go back to the economy class. The wealthy businessman's wife grabbed her hand and said, "Doctor, if you don't mind, just sit here."

During the rest of the flight, the couple transformed into flight attendants, greeting her in various ways, asking if she was hungry, and asking if she was thirsty.

Wen Qiao was so annoyed that he finally returned to the economy class with his own blanket and caught up on some sleep.

Until Fu Nanli's voice sounded in the cabin, Wen Qiao knew that she was about to land. She stretched and opened her eyes to see Kasim and his wife looking at her with smiles.

A little scary, Wen Qiao said lazily: "Just leave your contact information. You don't have to follow me all the time. I won't run away from you."

Qasim said enthusiastically: "We would like to invite you to our house as a guest."

Wen Qiao raised his hand and looked at his watch: "No, my boyfriend and I still have things to do. We'll contact you when you arrive in Haicheng."

Just as she was talking, Fu Nanli came out of the captain's cabin, wearing a uniform and hat. He pushed aside the crowd and put his arm around her waist.

The man glanced lazily at the rich Arab couple: "Who are these?"

Wen Qiao made a brief introduction, and Kasim recognized Fu Nanli at a glance, because the two of them had some business contacts and attended the same cocktail party.

He said enthusiastically: "Mr. Fu?"

Only then did Fu Nanli recognize the rich man with a turban on his head: "Mr. Qasim."