Few people in this city knew the identities of these two masters, but he was unfortunately one of them.
There was a layer of faint gloom on Mo Shiqian's handsome face, his eyes slightly downcast, "I will call you again if something comes up, Doctor Fang, thank you for today."
"Of course, Miss Chi's health will be fine after resting for two days, don't worry too much."
After saying this, he stood up to leave.
The large apartment was so clean it seemed lifeless.
Mo Shiqian lifted his gaze to the man puffing out smoke and said indifferently, "You can go now."
Feng Xing held a lit cigarette between his long fingers, "If I remember the schedule correctly, you have a meeting with President Cui to discuss a partnership this noon."
"You're not busy, you go."
Feng Xing narrowed his peach blossom eyes, scoffing coldly, "Do you think I work for you?"
"Then cancel it, I don't have time."
