The President's Personal Evil Physician

"I believe you a ghost!"

Feng Xinyu curled her lips, she gave Ye Qing an annoyed look.

She thought about it carefully, Xia Shanxue was recognized as the most beautiful woman in the city of gods, she looked like a fairy, how could she fall in love with such a rascal, shameless, and ordinary-looking man.

Ye Qing originally wanted to finally meet Feng Xinyu again, ask her out to have fun, and bully her for a while, but suddenly a phone call came.

It belongs to Peng Haitao.

His family should be fine, why did you call him again?

No matter, just give the money.

"Hello, Director Peng?" Ye Qing walked to the side and connected the phone.

"Master Ye, I didn't bother you!"

Peng Haitao was naturally very polite.

"No, no, it's empty!" Ye Qing said with a smile.

"Director Peng, just speak up if you have something to say!"

"Oh, okay, it's actually something strange about Xue Ni recently!"

"Strange? Well, tell me!"

Ye Qing is still very concerned about this matter.

After all, Peng Xueni was different, she had resurrected her soul from a dead body, and her soul was still at the age of three or four. When Peng Haitao said something was wrong, she suspected that there might be something wrong with her soul.

It may be that it is not suitable for the body.

"It's nothing else, except that sometimes her face is very pale, especially when she is woken up in the morning, it is so white and scary!"

Peng Haitao said.

His tone was panicked, as if he remembered the scene vividly.

"White is scary?"

Ye Qing couldn't figure it out, how could this happen?

"No other symptoms?"

"No, her mother took her for a physical examination, and all the data are normal!"

Peng Haitao said.

"I'd better go and see for myself!"

"Hey, good!"

After hanging up the phone, Ye Qing went to Feng Xinyu's front desk again.

"Little wife, I remember you still owe me a lunch, why don't we go out to have a lunch now."

Ye Qing said with a playful smile.

"When? Are you sick? It's already afternoon!"

Feng Xinyu felt that what she said was a bit heavy, she immediately changed her words and said:

"You didn't eat at noon?"

"ate!"

"Then you still eat!"

Feng Xinyu glared at Ye Qing, what is this guy thinking, no matter what his idea is, it is definitely not a good idea, she has to stay away from him.

"Can't you just have one more meal?"

"..."

Feng Xinyu was speechless, she pouted again and said:

"Not now, I'm at work, and I'll treat you to dinner when I'm free someday."

After all, Ye Qing saved her just now.

Inviting him to a meal is also normal.

"Okay, little wife, let's do it tomorrow, I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first!"

Ye Qing rushed out of the company after speaking.

"Hey, you... you bastard!"

Feng Xinyu immediately cursed angrily, she had a little affection for him just now, but now she has lost a little affection, and is still very angry instead.

This kind of thing happened just now, it's good for Ye Qing to stay and chat with her, but he slipped away again in a blink of an eye.

Ye Qing hailed a taxi and rushed to Peng Haitao's house, not long after getting in the taxi, Ye Qing felt weird.

There was a strong smell of women's perfume in the car, but there were obviously no women in the car.

"Master, do you use perfume?" Ye Qing asked curiously.

"Perfume? No, you probably smelled it from a female passenger before. Now women love to use perfume."

The master nodded naturally, but there was a layer of cold sweat on his forehead unconsciously.

"I know you, a big man, don't know how to wear women's perfume!"

Ye Qing said lightly.

"It was sent from the trunk, there should be someone in the trunk!"

"Little brother, you really know how to joke!"

The master smiled naturally, and there was an imperceptible coldness in his eyes.

He thought to himself, boy, if you dare to meddle in other people's business, don't blame me for being rude to you.

"Yeah, yes, I was joking!"

Ye Qing nodded.

"If I don't say that, will you kill me!"

He added another sentence.

"Little brother, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately!"

The master glanced coldly at Ye Qing from the rearview mirror, his tone changed slightly, it was difficult for ordinary people to notice that a layer of evil spirit had emerged from him.

There are definitely lives in his hands, and more than one or two lives.

He speeded up, and the car also turned from the official road to a side road, and soon drove into a suburban road that was rarely visited by people, and his movements were very skillful.

"Master, you don't want to do this!"

Ye Qing shook his head.

He was very speechless, he haphazardly stopped a car and it turned out to be a stolen car, this luck must have been extremely bad.

squeak...

There was a harsh brake sound, and his taxi finally stopped in a dense suburban jungle.

Even the roads are full of potholes. Seeing that he is familiar with the roads, he has come a lot.

"Little brother, you've arrived!"

The master said with a gloomy face, and took out a sharp fruit knife from the item box of the taxi with one hand.

"You really want to kill me?"

"I didn't intend to do this at first, but if you want to blame it, you know too much!"

He turned around and said coldly, his face almost distorted:

"Everyone is here for a way out, you should be able to forgive me."

"Uncle, you are so perverted!"

"Pervert? No, no, I'm actually an artist who sculpts life!"

The master had a perverted smile on his face, and he looked like a perverted madman. He entered the scene instantly, and he was dressed in a gentlemanly demeanor, as if he was showing off his identity.

As if he is really an artist facing countless audiences.

"Little brother, get out of the car, I will do my best to carve your life."

"you're so boring!"

Ye Qing was speechless, not to mention getting into a stolen car, but unexpectedly met a perverted murderer, this bad luck is not ordinary.

He got out of the car.

The master also got out of the car, and then came over and held Ye Qing's neck with a fruit knife.

"You are very different. You are the most fearless person I have ever met. You don't seem to be afraid of the pain of death, so you will not be a qualified work of art."

The master sneered pervertedly:

"So I plan to free you, then dismember the body, cook it and bring it back to feed the dogs. This should be the greatest value of your life."

"I'm so unlucky!"

Ye Qing sighed bitterly, shook his head:

"Originally you didn't have to die, but now, you have to die!"

"what?"

The master was stunned for a moment, and then came with a crazy smile on his face:

"Very good, you are finally starting to resist with fear. If you have a little more fear, I believe you, you will definitely be a qualified work of art!"

He seemed to have decided on Ye Qing, but the situation reversed in the next second, Ye Qing grabbed the fruit knife and put it on the driver's neck.