Chapter 1010: Qi Rou Qi Rou (2)

Qiao Yaruan's body shook suddenly, but he didn't turn around.
Feng Feng still shakes the car key in his hand, but when he saw the person in the living room, he stopped all his movements.
Mrs. An's words were interrupted, and she did not continue to speak when she saw them.
"Why are you here?" Madam An asked, frowning.
Feng Feng froze, as if he had forgotten to answer.
How did that woman come here?
Or with her parents?
"It turned out to be Doctor Feng." Father Qiao asked politely.
Mrs. An looked at them curiously, "You guys, you know?"
Father Qiao nodded slightly. "I was sick some time ago, and I still had the operation performed by Dr. Feng. I never thanked him well."
"Operate?" Mrs. An said, looking up at Feng Feng again. He hadn't operated a scalpel for many years. She knew better than anyone.
The atmosphere was awkward for a while.
Feng Feng has been looking at a certain back without looking back.
Feng Feng returned to his heart and continued to turn the key in his hand. "Nothing, I just happened to meet some time ago, so I helped."
He said so lightly.
"Don't chat now, come and eat." An father said with a smile.
Mrs. An still gently pulled Qiao Yaruan up and said, "Let's go to dinner. I don't know Xiaoya's taste, so I just made it casually."
Xiaoya!
This title is really intimate.
"Let's eat together when the little wind comes." Mrs. An said, and took them to the restaurant.
Father Joe and Mother looked at each other with puzzled eyes.
Qiao Yaruan and Feng Feng sat opposite each other, and they could see each other as soon as they looked up.
Here, Qiao Ya's emotions were already tense, but now I don't know what to do.
Anzheng Guo and Qiao's husband and wife, who were sitting on the main seat, looked at Qiao Yaruan after a embarrassment. "Listening to Feng Yang, Xiaoya is studying well, or is the school sending graduate students?"
"An interview is still not necessary," Qiao Yaruan said nicely.
"Your grades are good, and nothing will happen." An Zhengguo smiled, and winked at his wife.
Yesterday when his son and Qiao Yaruan talked about them, they were talking about merit. They wanted to see this girl, and today they like it even more.
An mother glanced at her husband and thought he was too anxious to throw her away. Is it good-looking to have a daughter with someone else?
"Yeah, she still has an interview. She can't get through the psychological level herself. What else can she do?" Feng Feng said coldly.
Qiao Yaruan looked up and tightened his hand holding the chopsticks. She knew what he meant, saying that she couldn't face the heart problem squarely.
Feng Feng was also looking at her, but her eyes were cold.
Qiao Yaruan bowed his head, not wanting to face him here.
"Why, now is there a question about psychology in graduate interviews?" Madam An asked curiously.
Qiao Yaruan looked up, took a deep breath, and tried to make himself laugh. "Well, ask, after all, you can't have mental stress in the face of patients."
"I think you are sick yourself." Feng Feng said suddenly.
"Fengfeng!" Madam An reproached, "How do you say?"
The atmosphere at the table was a little awkward. Father Qiao hurriedly opened the round and said, "Yeah, the child of Yaya, sometimes carelessly, but this psychological quality, I'm afraid she's not over.
Father Qiao opened his mouth, Feng Feng bowed his head to eat, and did not speak.
Qiao Yaruan felt that his calf was kicked and stared at him without looking up.