Tang Ran didn't hear the conversation at the entrance of the villa, so naturally he didn't know how Qian Shenhao's mind was "washed" that night in the conversation.
Luo Zhan sent away Qian Shenhao, who had fallen into doubt in his life, and the new nightdress sent by the private kitchen restaurant and Qian's housekeeper arrived.
After the two had dinner, Luo Zhan sent Tang Ran back to the room to rest.
The next morning, according to the agreement at the private eye hospital opened by He Jia Junxi, Luo Zhan drove Tang Ran to the hospital, received a complete examination report, and then followed the nurse's guidance to find Jia Junxi's office.
Jia Junxi now runs his own hospital, and has rarely seen clinics. It's not because of special personal friendship that I can't find him at all, let alone ask him to come out to see a doctor.
Luo Zhan made a special call to him the night before and re-determined today's consultation time, so the two of them arrived outside Jia Junxi's office on time and on time in the morning.
His office is on the top floor of a separate office building in this private hospital, and a special reception desk is set up outside the elevator.
After the person in charge of the front desk asked about the appointment of the two, he called Jia Junxi's office to inquire, and when he received a positive answer, he put down the phone and looked at Luo Zhan and Tang Ran.
"You two, please go straight here and turn right. The room at the end of the corridor on the left is our dean's office."
Luo Zhan nodded, "I see, thank you."
"Oh, that's right." The front desk looked at the young man with a star face in front of him, and after calling out to him, she saw the dark eyes looking at her, she was embarrassed and then asked: "The family courtyard Long temper is more... serious, remember to knock on the door before you go in."
"Well, thank you."
Luo Zhan thanked Tang Ran and walked inside.
After turning into the corridor on the right mentioned by the person in charge of the front desk, Tang Ran estimated the distance based on the number of steps, and determined that they should not be able to hear their conversation at the front desk.
Then she raised her head slightly and said with a chuckle, "Sure enough, the store manager is right."
Luo Zhan lifted his eyelids, "What did he say?"
Tang Ran: "He said that Luo Luo is very popular outside, especially among people who don't know you."
"Um?"
Tang Ran chuckled: "Because they are not familiar with your temperament and family background, they will show affection to you without any scruples."
"What else did he say?"
"And said..."
Tang Ran's eyes rolled down, her tone deliberately imitating Tan Yunchang's appearance, and she tried to raise her Tianran's soft voice: "Our ancestor is a man who can eat by his family background, face, body and mind."
Luo Zhan stopped.
Tang Ran noticed it and raised her head blankly, "What's wrong, Luo Luo?"
Luo Zhan narrowed his eyes and looked down at her: "What did you just call me?"
"Luo Luo."
"Previous sentence."
"Ah... That's what the store manager called you. He seems to have always called you that."
Luo Zhan: "They can call it that, but you can't."
Tang Ran was even more at a loss: "Why?"
Luo Zhan was silent for a few seconds, then frowned and said in a low voice, "The age difference between older brothers and sisters is far enough. What is the name of ancestors?"
"Okay then." Although Tang Ran still couldn't understand the person's brain circuit, she still nodded her head in a kind manner, "Since Luo Luo doesn't like it, I won't call it that in the future."
The "old man" who was four years older was a little relieved.
Approaching the door of Jia Junxi's office, Luo Zhan remembered something and warned vigilantly, "Remember to listen less to Tan Yunchang's words in the future."
Tang Ran was startled: "The store manager often praises you in front of me."
"Like the kind of compliment just now?" Luo Zhan sneered, "He said bad things about me in front of you while I couldn't hear him."
"How can that be considered bad words." Tang Ran corrected seriously, "That means Luo Luo is very good-looking."
"How nice?"
"...Ah?" Tang Ran said hesitantly, "The best looking, right?"
Luo Zhan was angry and funny: "The best looking? Isn't your little bamboo horse the 'best looking boy or girl' you've ever seen?"
Tang Ran was stunned when asked.
After two or three seconds, she regained consciousness and blushed: "Why does the store manager even repeat this to you?"
"… "
Now it was Luo Zhan's turn, who was so jealous that he almost forgot to wear a vest, and felt guilty.
He turned his face away and coughed softly: "The doctor's office is here, let's go in."
"it is good."
Luo Zhan knocked on the door, and after a few seconds of pause, the door responded: "Come in."
Only then did Luo Zhan open the door and lead Tang Ran in.
The office has floor-to-ceiling windows facing the south, and the bright sunlight in the middle of the morning is pouring into the room without hesitation through the window glass with the curtains closed, and it is full of warmth.
The desk is in the shady northwest corner. Sitting behind the table, a man in his thirties or forties looked up.
"Luo Zhan?"
"Headmaster, good morning." Luo Zhan vaguely noticed something and frowned slightly.
But he quickly calmed down and said, "I have contacted you a few times before, and I have also briefly mentioned the condition of my friend's eyes to you. I am here today for this matter."
"I know," Jia Junxi pointed to the sofa by the north wall opposite the desk, "you sit there first. I have a paper to read here."
"it is good."
Luo Zhan responded casually, and it seemed that he was not dissatisfied at all because of this "neglect".
He led the quiet little girl beside him, walked slowly to the sofa, and then helped her sit down.
After waiting for about ten minutes, the sound of the wheel of the swivel chair rolling on the ground finally sounded from the desk. When Luo Zhan heard it, the movement of his hand stopped.
A few seconds later, the man in the white coat walked to the sofa and sat down opposite the two of them.
"Is this the little girl's inspection report?" Jia Junxi picked up the materials on the table that Luo Zhan had prepared in advance in the kraft paper file bag. He didn't rush to open it, and put it in his hand.
"Yes," Luo Zhan said, "all the items and corresponding reports that have been inspected in your hospital since yesterday are included, as well as some basic information about her."
The man opened the seal, poured out a section of the material inside, and glanced at it roughly, "Well, it's pretty well-prepared—"
The voice stopped abruptly.
Luo Zhan waited for two seconds and looked at the other party, only to see that the ophthalmologist who had not looked directly at him when they came in, now looked at Tang Ran beside him with some kind of amazement.
"Headmaster," Luo Zhan frowned, noticing the difference, "what's the matter?"
Jia Junxi did not respond to Luo Zhan's words, but quickly lowered his head, poured out the materials again and swept to the patient's name column.
"Tang Ran." He repeated in a low voice, "The last name is Tang... What is her relationship with Tang Shixin?"
Luo Zhan's eyes were slightly cold, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and his smile became lazy: "Who is Tang Shixin? What does the dean of the family ask about strangers for no reason?"
"You are the young master of the Luo family, don't you know who Tang Shixin is?" Jia Junxi looked at him.
Luo Zhan didn't seem surprised, "You know me. But it shouldn't be what matthew told you."
"Of course I know you." Jia Junxi hesitated, "Forget it, I'll talk about this later - tell me first, what is her relationship with Tang Shixin?"
"… "
Luo Zhan didn't speak, and looked at Jia Junxi calmly, trying to judge the tendency of this question from the other party's emotions.
Jia Junxi also noticed it, he sneered, and put the file bag back on the table, "Think clearly, even if you don't need a guardian to accompany you at the consultation stage, she must have her guardian's signature in the later surgery treatment - you can't hide it. mine."
Luo Zhan was silent.
In fact, he did not deny it because he thought of this layer. But it seems that he shouldn't admit it, after all, this person's reaction to Tang Shixin's mention is not kind.
While Luo Zhan was thinking silently, the girl beside him suddenly said softly, "I'm his daughter."
"Daughter?" Jia Junxi snorted softly, "It really is the child of the Tang family."
Tang Ran asked, "Do you know him?"
"I know, it's not acquaintance."
Tang Ran was slightly startled: "Then how do you recognize..."
Jia Junxi said: "You and the siblings of the Tang family look like they were carved out of the same mold, and obviously inherited half of the genetics."
Tang Ran was silent.
Quiet in the office.
A few seconds later, the girl's slightly disturbed voice sounded softly again: "Doctor, don't you like the Tang family, so you don't want to see me?"
"… "
Jia Junxi originally planned to at least look like he was chasing guests, but seeing the little girl's quiet and well-behaved appearance, trying to hide his unease, he couldn't get out of his mouth when he said it. .
After a few seconds of embarrassed stalemate, Jia Junxi said helplessly: "It's not that I have any relationship with the Tang family - the one who introduced you, that kid was with the Tang family when he was young, ahem, there is so much disagreement - he must not know you. Is it the child of the Tang family? Otherwise, even if you are willing to introduce you, at least you will let me know."
Tang Ran wanted to say something, but Luo Zhan took the initiative to intercept his voice. He calmly said, "Mathew and I are friends. I heard that he has a grudge with the Tang family. I don't know if it's good or evil, but I don't want to delay my friend because of it. so I concealed it from him myself."
Jia Junxi glanced at him with complicated eyes, and after a while he hummed, "Young Master Luo is quite protective of his friends."
"… "
Luo Zhan frowned.
In fact, from the moment he had just entered the office, Luo Zhan vaguely noticed that Jia Junxi seemed to be a little hostile to him when he briefly met his eyes.
From the confrontation in the words just now to the change in the tone at this time, he finally confirmed this.
Luo Zhan asked, "The principal seems to be familiar with me?"
Jia Junxi: "It's not familiar, it's just a deep impression."
Luo Zhan: "It seems that my memory is too bad."
Jia Junxi laughed and said in a cool tone: "I'm afraid Young Master Luo is not a bad memory, but has a high vision and an arrogant temperament. No one pays attention to it, and no one likes to take care of him."
Luo Zhan frowned.
It's not that he doesn't like hearing Jia Junxi's words, but he very much admits that what Jia Junxi said is the truth - at least it was the truth before meeting Tang Ran.
He has a brilliant mind and a great memory. But for irrelevant things, he never bothered to waste space in his mind, including the names, looks, and identities of those people who don't need to remember.
This "unnecessary" basically covers everyone except the Locke family and the int team.
- So even if he is so ridiculed by Jia Junxi at this moment, he still has no impression or clues, after all, he used to treat them equally.
Seeing that Luo Zhan was completely unimpressed, Jia Junxi laughed angrily: "It's not that I have a grudge against me, it's not difficult to waste time thinking for the top mind of the future academician, Young Master Luo."
Luo Zhan seemed to catch something, and his frown loosened.
"Future academician? It seems that I have a grudge with you in the professional field. My professional direction is artificial intelligence, and you should always be engaged in professional ophthalmology-related aspects when you may intersect with me. The overlap of these two majors... "
Luo Zhan made a quick inspection in his memory and located it somewhere.
After a few seconds, he raised his eyes and said thoughtfully: "Four years ago on June 17, I participated in an academic seminar entitled 'Whether artificial intelligence can partially or fully eliminate the value of purely academic medical personnel in the future'. Debate, I remember that there were many people in the medical field at the time. If you unfortunately have a relationship with you, it will probably only be then?"
After Luo Zhan finished speaking, he already got the answer from Jia Junxi's eyes.
Jia Junxi withdrew his complicated gaze from Luo Zhan, and he sneered.
"As expected of the most highly-anticipated genius in the K University Junior Class, even in the past four years, he can still show the aura that he was so high-spirited at the academic debate and overwhelmed the opponent's position. All the seniors and sisters were speechless. Come."
Luo Zhan clenched his fist slightly. After a stalemate for a few seconds, he lowered his eyes and smiled lazily: "... It's not a big deal, and the edge is too revealing. If you offend any of the master's disciples, please forgive me."
"… "
Jia Junxi was once again guessed at the core, and he was too lazy to be surprised or questioned. He only frowned and glanced at the young man in front of him who lowered his head slightly.
Regarding the academic debate in his mind, he still remembered two completely different pictures—
In one picture, the young disciple, whom he considers the most proud of his disciples, was eager to refute his performance in the academic debate, but was crushed by logic. Industry.
In another picture, in contrast to the high-spirited boy on the stage, who was fighting against the crowd, standing below the stage among the brothers and sisters who were much taller and older than him. The look of a boring mayfly.
The comparison of these two pictures left Jia Junxi's impression even more profoundly, or much more profoundly, than the almost tragic academic debate that was completely overwhelmed by the existence of a young man.
Jia Junxi believes that all the participants will never forget the boy's name in their lifetime.
Just like the one who almost crushed his phone when he heard Luo Zhan's self-introduction on the phone not long ago.
But even at that time, Jia Junxi never thought about what kind of person the rebellious young man from a few years ago would make such a gesture of showing weakness and bowing his head at this moment.
Jia Junxi suddenly felt a little annoyed, a little relieved, and a little weak when he punched cotton.
In the mixed emotions, he lifted his eyelids and looked at the quiet little girl sitting beside Luo Zhan.
"Tang Ran, right?"
Suddenly being called by his name, Tang Ran was stunned for two seconds before returning to his senses: "Well."
Jia Junxi asked, "What does this person who brought you have to do with you?"
Tang Ran: "..."
The answer "brother" obviously doesn't work anymore.
When Tang Ran was hesitating, he heard that in the darkness that could not be seen, the doctor suddenly sneered unceremoniously—
"Is he your boyfriend?"