stunning female tenant

Chapter 239 Mr. Kalia

There were two foreigners with high noses and blue eyes sitting on the sofa. After seeing each other's appearance clearly, Xu Xiangbei almost tripped over the threshold under his feet.

It was the first time for the two of them to see Xu Xiangbei, and they glanced at Xu Xiangbei lightly. They didn't know that Xu Xiangbei had seen them countless times.

They were the foreign guests in private room 219 of Crown Nightclub last night.

The people you see in the video are different from the people you see in real life.

In the eyes of Xu Xiangbei, who has a bit of prosopagnosia, foreigners all look alike, but he still recognized Thomas at a glance.

The older, silver-haired, middle-aged man in a silver Armani suit is Thomas, the boss of Three Lions Films, and another strong young man is his bodyguard.

Foreigners can't tell their age. Although Thomas has silver hair, his skin is rosy, and he is full of energy. He is at most 50 to [-] years old.

Sitting on the hospital bed was a skinny old man, he was a white man, his skin was as white as white paper, and there were tiny blue veins like tree whiskers everywhere under the skin.

The old man is like a zombie skeleton, just plug in a pair of wings and look like a medieval vampire without makeup.

Sitting in front of the old man's hospital bed was a strong man with a bald head and fat as a hill. A large gold chain like a Buddhist bead was hung around his thick neck, and his thick chest hair was exposed under his low-collared shirt.

Xu Xiangbei had seen more than 200 Fatty Cui in Xicheng Martial Arts School. Fatty Cui was already half grown, but compared to this fat man, he was almost a circle thinner.

The big man was playing the game with a mobile phone in his hand, when he saw Xu Xiangbei coming in, he glanced coldly.

He originally planned to ask who Xu Xiangbei was, but when he saw Xu Xiangbei followed by a group of doctors in white coats, he understood Xu Xiangbei's identity and continued to play his game with his head down.

Seeing the doctor coming in, Thomas stood up from the sofa, leaned forward slightly, and bowed respectfully to the old man: "Mr. Kalia, I hope you recover soon. We have other things to do, so we will leave."

An imperceptible smile appeared on Mr. Kalia's face, he nodded, and watched Thomas leave the ward.

Xu Xiangbei became curious about this old man named Kalia, who could make Toms so respectful?

This ward is really big. Dean Sun led a group of doctors into it, and it still seemed to have an open space.

Dean Sun introduced Xu Xiangbei to Kalia: "Mr. Kalia, this is Dr. Xu Xiangbei from Jiangcheng. He is here to treat you."

It was only then that Xu Xiangbei noticed that Mr. Kalia's eyes were amber. Although his expression was weak and cloudy, it was very deep and contained something special, as if he could see through people's minds.

Xu Xiangbei didn't know what to say, did he need to find an interpreter, Kalia looked kindly, and said with a smile: "Hello, Doctor Xu, thank you for seeing me, do I need to lie on the bed? I want to go to the sofa Sit down, can you?"

Unexpectedly, this old foreigner could speak Chinese so fluently. What moved Xu Xiangbei even more was that he didn't look down on Xu Xiangbei because he was young, and his expression and tone were very polite.

Xu Xiangbei said with a hippie smile: "I see a doctor very casually. You don't have to lie on the bed, you can go wherever you want. Mr. Kalia, you can speak Chinese, yo, and Dihai dialect. You stay in Huaxia. Has it been many years?"

Mr. Kalia felt that Xu Xiangbei was different from other doctors. Those doctors were cautious when they saw him, and their expressions were cautious, afraid of saying the wrong thing. They were not as easy-going as this little doctor.

This little doctor is actually not like a doctor, but more like a young man who parked for him on the road.

His expression was a little emotional: "Since I was young, at your age, I have often come to China to do business, almost every year, and now I am 75 years old, almost eighty, you said I was in China Is it long?"

"It's really long, no wonder your Huaxia language is so standard."

Mr. Kalia got off the hospital bed, took the crutch handed over by the big man, and with the help of the big man, walked towards the sofa with difficulty.

From the inner room to the living room, after just a few steps, Mr. Kalia looked pained, with sweat dripping from his forehead, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

Xu Xiangbei sat down next to Mr. Kalia, and touched the sofa casually. He felt that the sofa was soft and comfortable, and it was high-grade cowhide.

He wondered, "The sofa is made of real leather. Dean Sun, your hospital is really willing to invest in it. Are all the special wards so luxurious?"

Dean Sun smiled: "Special wards are also graded, just like standard rooms and luxury suites, there are differences, not all the same."

Hearing what Dean Sun said, Xu Xiangbei understood a little.

Director Zhou, who was standing behind Dean Sun, looked contemptuous, thinking to himself, a country bumpkin, who has never seen the world at first glance, I don't know why Jiangcheng Hospital hired him as a consultant. This kid is not like a genius doctor, but a gangster.

Seeing a pack of foreign cigarettes on the coffee table, Xu Xiangbei felt that it was very rare, so he took a cigarette from the middle and said with a smile, "Mr. Kalia, can you smoke here?"

Kalia looked at Xu Xiangbei curiously. He was the first person to smoke in his ward. Kalia smiled politely: "It's okay, if you want to smoke, you can smoke."

Xu Xiangbei actually smoked a cigarette from the patient's tea table. Dean Sun and Director Zhou looked at each other in blank dismay, and the look of contempt in Director Zhou's eyes became stronger.

Zhang Xuesong knew that Xu Xiangbei had a weird temper, so he didn't think it was wrong, but he just thought it was not good to smoke in the ward.

Xu Xiangbei lit a cigarette, and while he was smoking, he looked at the room with interest. It looked like a doctor who came to see a doctor, more like a neighbor who came to visit.

When Director Zhou saw that his group was thrown there by Xu Xiangbei, standing there, his heart was furious, and he was not polite at all: "Doctor Xu, do you know how to see a doctor? Don't waste your time treating Mr. Ya, our time is precious."

Xu Xiangbei ignored Director Zhou, but asked Kalia with a playful smile: "Mr. Kalia, do you smoke?"

"I don't smoke."

Director Zhou continued: "Doctor Xu, if you can't cure him, just explain it directly. It's useless to delay. Please don't delay our treatment of Mr. Kalia."

Xu Xiangbei was annoyed by his staring, and retorted: "Director Zhou, don't be impatient, as long as you prescribe the right medicine, no matter how serious the illness is, it will be cured in a short time. It can't be cured."

Director Zhou became angry with embarrassment: "What do you mean, you mean that I didn't cure Mr. Kalia? Didn't prescribe the right medicine? He has acute myelitis and his left leg is atrophied. If I hadn't treated him in time, he would not be able to get out of bed now. His life It's all dangerous."

(End of this chapter)