Ming Ruochu was really afraid of this man's way with words, "Qiao, can you be more direct?"
Qiao Chengxun: "Meimei can't take care of him right now. If you're really inconvenient, you might as well give him a call. I'll send you his number shortly."
Clang...
The call was disconnected.
Ming Ruochu felt an urge to strangle this man. Does he even understand human speech???
In a flash, worry came to mind.
What happened to Yuxin? If something major hadn't happened, Qiao wouldn't have called her personally.
After all, still feeling uneasy, Ming Ruochu picked up the phone just as Qiao sent over Mu Zhuoshen's number.
Ming Ruochu dialed the number, politely saying, "Hello, I'm Ming Ruochu..."
Receiving a sudden call from Ming Ruochu, Mu Zhuoshen felt somewhat surprised, but soon realized it was probably Qiao's doing, and he smiled, "Miss Ming, what made you think of calling me suddenly?"
"You are...?"
"Haha... I'm Mu, currently Mr. Tang's attending physician."
