Chapter 103 Weird Old Man Luo Rongguang
Chapter 103 Weird Old Man Luo Rongguang
Zhao Xiaoting didn’t expect that she would see such a sexy scene when she opened the door.
The graceful girl with her long hair was dancing around Mr. Luo, her brightly colored clothes were scattered all over the floor, her black lace bra was half untied, her snow-white and plump breasts were trembling, half covered and half exposed, and her T-pants of the same color were not in her crotch, but it was more exciting than being naked...
Seeing Zhao Xiaoting suddenly break in, the young girl hurriedly picked up her clothes to cover her body, and Zhao Xiaoting blushed with shame. Mr. Luo, however, was leisurely leaning on the bed, looking her up and down with interest, laughing.
This is an old man who is terminally ill. He has advanced bone cancer and has lost the opportunity for treatment. Multiple complications torture his body, but his body still has a strong frame. This is a lion in his twilight years. Even though he is staggering and has difficulty walking, his eyes are still fierce.
"What are you doing here? Didn't you see the small sign "Do Not Disturb" at the door? Huh?" He asked, as if he was her attending physician, looking down on her and being confident.
Zhao Xiaoting walked over with a sullen face and listened to the emergency call. "Mr. Luo, next time you want to be happy alone, please don't press the call for help again. Otherwise, all the above and the nurses will enjoy the passionate performance with you. Also, your heart is very fragile, please try to keep calm, otherwise..."
She stopped to find words, but saw that Mr. Luo's eyes were full of mockery and mischief. He snorted and turned away. A doctor like Zhao Xiaoting, who had just graduated for less than two years, would never have the opportunity to serve as the attending physician of a big shot in such a high-end private hospital. However, since Mr. Luo saw Zhao Xiaoting for the first time, he tyrannically appointed her as his own attending physician.
In his words, he was ill and could not be cured anyway, so whoever cured him would die anyway? Let this girl try her hand at her skills!!
At that time, Zhao Xiaoting was very nervous and called her "brother" Zhao Jianhui who was far away in S Province. Unfortunately, when her brother asked her if something happened, she still said insincerely: "No, brother, I just miss you, what can happen to me?"
However, now this old guy is getting worse and worse, and it is unknown what strange and bad ideas his extraordinary brain will come up with.
Before leaving get off work, the stripper came to her and presented a rather generous red envelope, saying that it was a little gift from Mr. Luo. Zhao Xiaoting naturally knew that this was the so-called hush money. She entrusted the nurse to deposit the red envelope into his hospital deposit, and then slapped the deposit receipt on the bedside table in front of Mr. Luo, with a clear look and expressionless face.
Mr. Luo stared at her with a look of disbelief.
For some reason, Zhao Xiaoting had an inexplicable aversion to this self-righteous rich man. Isn't it just a little money? Do you think that everyone in the world is as money-minded as him? What's wrong with being rich? Even if he lives in a presidential suite and has many children, does he have a bedmate? Can a huge fortune buy mountains of gold and silver and buy the sun to never set?
Mr. Luo has a big background. He is a leading local real estate developer. His company has also made a lot of money in the stock market in recent years. At that time, after graduating, Zhao Xiaoting went to his company to apply for a female secretary, but after seeing the agreement that the female secretary must work 24 hours a day to ensure that the boss is on call, Zhao Xiaoting decisively withdrew from the application.
It is said that he was romantic and had countless women. These women left him a large number of children. They would come to visit him regularly every day, bringing flowers and fruit baskets, and then leave quickly after a simple perfunctory visit. No one ever took the initiative to stay overnight.
Only his youngest son seemed to have a moment of tenderness in his eyes. He was a handsome young man named Luo Binghui. If Mr. Luo was an old lion, Luo Binghui was a beautiful and agile male deer. He had no deterrent power, but was sunny and full of vigor and vitality, with a unique charm.
When Luo Rongguang pressed the emergency call to summon Zhao Xiaoting for the 101st time, Luo Binghui seemed to be overwhelmed and blushed in embarrassment.
Everyone could see that he was teasing her. Dizziness, leg pain, brain swelling... In short, all the parts that Luo Rongguang could think of were uncomfortable. But Zhao Xiaoting was not impatient, always listened to him quietly, checked his body and measured his blood pressure according to what he said, and explained it over and over again. This was a stubborn and lonely dying old man, Zhao Xiaoting would not argue with him. Besides, she was doing this job, earning more than 20,000 yuan a month, and she wished he could live a few more months, if that were the case, she would have enough money to go abroad.
Late at night, Zhao Xiaoting was reviewing her IELTS English, and when she encountered a new word, she muttered to herself, unable to understand it. She was about to look up the English-Chinese dictionary when she suddenly heard Luo Rongguang's voice: "gentlemantaillesshalfformalcoattails, literally translated as gentleman's semi-formal swallowtail without tail, the correct meaning is: men's semi-formal swallowtail without tail."
Looking up, she saw his slight smile, like a real elder, or a traditional gentleman. This old man is not simple!
Luo Rongguang's eyes penetrated his skin, and he smiled: "Do you know why my company is called 'Rongguang International'? Of course, the first two words are my name, so how can the second two words be called for nothing?"
When Luo Binghui visited again, Zhao Xiaoting was having a long conversation with his father. Seeing Luo Binghui come in, Zhao Xiaoting said goodbye politely. Luo Rongguang took Zhao Xiaoting's hand: "Ignore him, let's talk about us, you are mine I am the smartest and studious student I have ever seen in my life. If you don’t become a doctor in two months, I guarantee you will take over my position directly.”
Luo Binghui smiled a little awkwardly: "Dad, everything is ready. The engagement ceremony can be held when the eldest brother comes back. Would you... go home and have a look..."
"I have enough time to eat and support myself? It's him who is engaged, not me. What should I go back to see? I can do whatever I want. I don't have any leisure time... It's just that I'm a bit at a loss for the Dongfang family's daughter..." What follows is this The words were spoken in a low voice, but Zhao Xiaoting was standing next to him and heard them very clearly.
She was very puzzled. Is there any father in the world who talks about his son like this?
Zhao Xiaoting took out her hand and smiled a little awkwardly. Luo Binghui smiled: "You guys chat slowly, I have something to do and I'll leave first. My father will leave it to you... This is the invitation the day after tomorrow. My brother is holding a cocktail party at home for his engagement ceremony, and he also invited Miss Zhao. Come when the time comes.”
"This kid is not my son at all. Can you tell, does he look a little like me? He talks like a girl, which is not good at all." As soon as Luo Binghui walked out of the ward, Luo Rongguang's voice sounded. There was a sound from behind.