Luo Ziling had Fang Qianqian drop him off at the entrance of the neighborhood where Ouyang Feifei lived.
When the car arrived at the entrance of the neighborhood, Fang Qianqian asked Luo Ziling with a curious look, "What are you doing here?"
Luo Ziling looked at Fang Qianqian with an astonished gaze, "I'm here to treat someone; my patient lives right here."
"I also have a house here, but I don't stay often," Fang Qianqian sized up Luo Ziling, "It seems the people you know are either rich or noble. By the way, who are you treating?"
"I have to keep that confidential," Luo Ziling refused to answer Fang Qianqian's question, "just like I wouldn't tell other unrelated people about your brother's injuries."
"Alright then," Luo Ziling said so, and Fang Qianqian could accept that, not questioning any further, but she mentioned something she didn't understand, "Are you actually going to have lunch at a patient's place?"
