Female CEO's Kung Fu Doctor

Every day, Dou Kou practices his voice with Wang can in the Han family, and there are all kinds of dance classes, yoga and so on. In this way, naturally, there is not much time to go to school. After all, she is still a high school student, and learning is the most important. In the future, if you want to be admitted to the drama academy and film and Television Academy in Beijing, you must also have cultural courses. This is what Huo Qing is most worried about.

He didn't dare to neglect, and immediately drove his car to Jing'an No. 1 middle school.

Now, it's dark and the students have finished school. The school is quiet. Some classrooms are still lit. This is the students' self-study last night.

Huo Qing jumped out of the car, walked into the school, called Cheng Menghui and asked, "Mr. Cheng, where are you?"

"Why don't you come to my dormitory directly? It's in Room 301, unit 2, building C, teachers' dormitory..."

"Ah? Is this... Inconvenient?"

"I'm not afraid. What are you afraid of? Come here."

"OK."

It was so late that Huo Qing's heart jumped several times. When he first met Cheng Menghui, he felt that the girl was very familiar. Where have you met? But he couldn't remember. Anyway, he is very fond of Cheng Menghui.

Not that he had other ideas, but that the girl was really good.

"Building a, building B and building C should be in front..."

Huo Qing said and walked forward. On both sides of the corridor, there are all trimmed flower walls. Behind the flower walls, there are trees and lawns. The environment of Jing'an No. 1 middle school is very good. The air is fresh. You can take photos in a casual corner.

Step by step... Suddenly, Huo Qing's spirit tightened suddenly, and a murderous spirit shrouded him in an instant.

It should be said that his spirit is still very relaxed. It is completely a subconscious reaction. The ghost dance steps slide aside. Hiss! A flash of knife light split his clothes on his back, and the powerful knife gas penetrated into his skin, which made him shiver excitedly.

Fortunately, he had practiced the ghost dance steps and shape shifting and shadow changing perfectly. He naturally dodged aside and opened the distance from the man. Otherwise, this knife will probably kill him.

Huo Qing is so familiar with this man's knife technique that he doesn't have to look back to know that he is Ding qiudao, the first knife in Japan.

Despicable!

Such a great master level figure also used such indiscriminate means to sneak attacks here. However, Huo Qing couldn't think so much. He raised the shape shifting, shadow changing and ghost dance steps to the limit, constantly changing the angle, whoosh, whoosh, several times in a row, he jumped into the flowers.

With one knife, the flower wall was swept to pieces.

Ding qiudao was very angry. In this case, Huo Qing escaped. If this gets out, it will make people laugh. Holding the knife in one hand, he looked crazy and shouted, "Huo Qing, come out."

In this case, who goes out is a silly fork.

Huo Qing hid behind a tree and dared not move. Just now, he was playing around at the gate of death. It was too dangerous. He didn't understand. How could Ding qiudao ambush here and hold his whereabouts so accurately? Can it be said that Cheng Menghui leaked the secret? Think about it, it's unlikely.

First, the cooperation between Datong bank and Oriental people is led by Chao Yuxian. But now Chao Yuxian is still in a coma. Hu Xian and Xia Hou Chengdu promised Huo Qing that they would not say anything.

Second, Cheng Menghui is a teacher. Yes, she has a good relationship with Chao Xianfeng. It won't involve the struggle between Datong bank, Oriental and Huo Qing? Huo Qing never dreamed that Cheng Menghui would be an oriental or an adopted daughter of banzang.

"Huo Qing, you are still not a man. You have the seed to fight 300 rounds."

"Idiot!"

Huo Qing muttered and shot the sword spirit out.

At this moment, I can see that Ding qiudao's cultivation is really powerful. He didn't even look at it. With a backhand knife, he cut off the sword spirit. Relying on Huo Qing's idea, Jianling jumped up again and attacked Ding qiudao again and again.

Ding qiudao stood in the corridor, constantly cleaving, cleaving again and again, and shouted, "Huo Qing, do you want to hurt me like this? I advise you to save it."

Finally, he disappeared, and Huo Qing had no more news.

Ding qiudao glanced around and scolded, "you just escaped? Sick man of East Asia, I will order a plaque to Huatai Building tomorrow."

This man is like a shrew. He doesn't look like a master.

As soon as the wind blew, Huo Qing felt his back chilly. Just let Ding Qiu go? He must be unable to swallow this breath. Little by little, the speed of Jianling is very slow, very slow, there is no wind, no murderous spirit, nothing. What Huo Qing has to do is not let Ding qiudao notice.

Finally, when the sword spirit was less than two inches away from Ding qiudao, Huo Qing suddenly wanted to kill. The sword moved with his will and stabbed Ding qiudao's vest. At this moment, Ding qiudao noticed, but it was too late. In a panic, he gritted his teeth and dodged aside... Hiss! The sword spirit cut a hole in his back, and the blood burst out immediately.

Everything disappeared again.

Ding Qiu said angrily, "Huo Qing, you have seed for me."

In this life, Ding qiudao has never been so wronged. In Jing'an No. 1 middle school, he kicked Huo Qing's son and grandson and almost abandoned him. Even when "Shh Shh", it hurts badly. Now, he was stabbed by Huo Qing's sword. He was stunned that no one even saw it.

You say, how can he not be angry?

Whatever!

As like as two peas, he is not alone. After several consecutive times, Ding qiudao's body was already dripping with blood. He cursed again and ran away immediately. No more? His life is probably here.

It's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

Sooner or later, he will get it back with interest.

"I thought there was something remarkable. I didn't run away like a lost dog."

Huo Qing smiled and jumped out from behind the tree. The old man fights wisely but not bravely. Even if the wind blows, it's still a little chilly. He went to see Cheng Menghui like this, as if he didn't respect people. He looked left and right. The street next to the teachers' dormitory building was the business street of the school.

Here, there are clothing shops, barber shops, stationery shops, as well as various restaurants, snacks and so on. This street is very busy after class or after school every day. Huo Qing found a sporting goods store and bought a casual sportswear. He wore a pair of sports shoes on his feet. He looked a little more youthful and energetic.

Cheng Menghui is in a good mood. She fried several dishes in the evening and put a bottle of red wine. This time, Huo Qing wants to live again? During the day, in Jing'an No. 1 middle school, Huo Qing, LV Fengxian and Anu joined hands to defeat Ding qiudao by sneaking attacks and using all kinds of indiscriminate means. Now, Huo Qing is alone, and Ding qiudao makes a sudden sneak attack. It would be strange if Huo Qing could live.

Without Huo Qing, the rest of Shen Yanran, LV Fengxian and others are not afraid. The great Oriental empire will march forward and win the whole Jiangsu and Zhejiang area at one stroke. There are two puppets, Bai Shijing and Jiang Zhongsheng. Those business celebrities, rich and powerful people have to take refuge again under the banner of Dadong chamber of Commerce.

She made a great contribution almost without a single soldier.

Takeo Sato, Kenyan Okamura, tomorro Abe and others are all waste, and they have lost their troops continuously. If she doesn't settle Huo Qing again, banzang will have to come to the country of China in person. This is a disgrace to them.

"We ordinary people are really happy tonight. New Year's Eve is about leaving the old and welcoming the new, reunion dinner, seven dishes and eight bowls around a hot pot. I don't know what to eat and drink. It's a big headache..."

Dishes were served on the table.

Cheng Menghui hummed a song and gently shook the wine glass... Pa Pa! Outside, there was a sudden knock on the door. Is it Ding Qiu? Cheng Menghui could not help frowning, but walked over and opened the door.

At the door was a thin young man with a bunch of flowers in his hand. His hair was a little messy, his face was beautiful, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly with a smile: "Mr. Cheng, am I not late?"

"Huo... Huo Qing?" Cheng Menghui's eyes opened so wide that he couldn't even close his mouth.

"Yes, it's me. Didn't you let me come?"

"Yes, yes..."

Cheng Menghui mechanically nodded his head, but he still didn't slow down.

Huo Qing said with a smile, "you won't let me stand outside the door like this?"

"Oh, oh, look at me. Please come in."

"Oh, Mr. Cheng, it's very kind of you to get such a rich table of wine and vegetables. How do you know I didn't eat?"

"I... I think you haven't eaten so late. Go wash your hands and let's have dinner together."

"Then you're welcome. I'm really hungry."

Huo Qing handed the flowers to Cheng Menghui and immediately went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

Cheng Menghui's heart was pounding and nervous. She wondered. Since Huo Qing came, what about Ding Qiu? She didn't believe that Huo Qing would hurt Ding qiudao. It's possible that Huo Qing came from somewhere else. Ding Qiu didn't see him.

It's all right. She can clean up Huo Qing without Ding qiudao.

She felt a bag of powder out of the drawer. She quickly poured it into the glass and shook it gently to dilute the red wine as much as possible. Then she poured herself another cup. As soon as she sat down, Huo Qing came out of the bathroom and came over.

Huo Qing also smelled it and said, "I can't see that you are such a soft and weak girl. You can cook so well. You smell people's saliva and flow out."

Cheng Menghui said with a smile, "I'm afraid it doesn't suit your taste. If you like it, eat more."

"OK, OK."

Huo Qing was really hungry. He never dreamed that Cheng Menghui would harm himself. He grabbed the chopsticks and ate them. He repeatedly said, "the taste is really good, the saltiness is moderate, the meat and vegetables match reasonably, and the soup... If a man marries you, he must be very lucky."

Cheng Menghui smiled, picked up his glass and whispered, "come on, don't patronize to eat? Let's have a drink."

"OK." Huo Qing raised her neck, dried up the wine in the cup and asked, "by the way, Dou Kou's culture class is not good. It's not good. Look, is there any way to improve her culture class?"

"What else can I do? I can only make up lessons. Otherwise, I'll make a study schedule for her tomorrow, including cultural classes, vocal music practice, etc. I'll try to fill up the time."

"OK, OK, thank you, Mr. Cheng."

Huo Qing is very grateful and doesn't know what to say.

Cheng Menghui poured him another glass of wine and said with a smile, "thank you or not. If you really thank me, help me eliminate all these meals. I can't eat so much alone."

Huo Qing said with a smile, "I'm sure I can meet this requirement."

He took a few more mouthfuls of food and felt a sudden dizziness in his brain. Even his chopsticks fell on the table.