MSSU Chapter 29: Dogs Look Down on People

"What did Qiu Zhirou just… just say?"

The crowd exploded.

"This guy is actually her husband, did I hear it right? Damn..."

Who is Qiu Zhirou?

The goddess of Longcheng Medical University, a study genius revered by countless wealthy children.

And now, she was saying in front of everyone that Luo Feng was her husband?

The captain of the security guards trembled, looking at Luo Feng in astonishment, unable to say a word.

Huang Hengtai's mouth fell open in disbelief.

"No way, when did he become your husband? You're lying to me!" Huang Hengtai's mind exploded.

First, it was Murong Xiaoxiao, and now it's Qiu Zhirou.

Why did all the goddesses he liked have connections with Luo Feng?!

Qiu Zhirou snorted coldly, directly taking Luo Feng's hand. "Now, do you believe it?"

"Damn it!" Luo Feng slapped his forehead, feeling like he wanted to strangle himself.

He had come here to tell Qiu Zhirou face to face that he only saw her as a sister and had no romantic feelings for her at all.

But who knew that in front of everyone, Qiu Zhirou would directly admit that Luo Feng was her husband?!

Damn it, what am I doing here?!

Luo Feng was sweating profusely, looking at Qiu Zhirou's smile that was uglier than crying.

"Little Feng, if these guys annoyed you, let me teach them a lesson for you," Qiu Zhirou said, enjoying the looks of everyone watching them.

This made her feel like she and Luo Feng were already a legitimate couple.

"No… no need," Luo Feng hurriedly pulled Qiu Zhirou away to avoid attracting more attention.

"Little Feng, what did you want to talk to me about on the phone earlier? Have you thought about it? Are you planning to marry me?" Qiu Zhirou grabbed Luo Feng's hand openly, shyly asking, "Have you made up your mind?"

Luo Feng was at a loss for words, hesitating.

Looking at Qiu Zhirou's expectant eyes, Luo Feng suddenly didn't know how to speak.

"Forget it, forget it, let's wait for a more suitable opportunity to talk again," Luo Feng said helplessly.

"I just wanted to come and apologize to you for making you go home alone yesterday," Luo Feng chuckled.

"I thought it was something serious. It's okay, I forgive you, but you have to treat me to a meal."

"Eating…" Luo Feng was somewhat reluctant.

He was afraid that this would make Qiu Zhirou develop even more feelings for him.

But Qiu Zhirou didn't notice Luo Feng's unease at all and directly took Luo Feng to her favorite restaurant.

Qiu Zhirou effortlessly got a VIP room, saying she was hungry, but she actually ordered all the dishes Luo Feng liked.

But Luo Feng couldn't eat a single bite while looking at the table full of food.

After taking a few bites reluctantly, Luo Feng couldn't bear Qiu Zhirou's infatuated gaze and found an excuse to go to the restroom.

"What am I doing here? Didn't I come to clear things up? And now I'm actually having dinner!" Luo Feng splashed cold water on his face, looking at himself in the mirror, puzzled. "Am I so charming that Qiu Zhirou is throwing herself at me like this?"

With a deep breath, Luo Feng decided he couldn't continue like this and had to clarify his position as soon as possible.

Taking a deep breath, Luo Feng summoned his courage and walked out of the restroom, pushing open the door of the VIP room.

But the next moment, Luo Feng froze in place.

He saw that the VIP room, which originally only had Qiu Zhirou, now had several handsome men and beautiful women sitting inside.

These people looked like they were born into high society, with extraordinary manners and demeanor.

Especially the young man sitting next to Qiu Zhirou, who was refined and elegant, exuding an aura of nobility with every move.

"Little Feng, you're back. Let me introduce you. This is Chu, a senior of mine at Longcheng Medical University. He's very accomplished in medicine and well-known in our industry."

Qiu Zhirou stood up and pulled the bewildered Luo Feng in, introducing him to Chu and the others. "Chu, this is the Luo Feng I often mention to you."

"Oh? You're Luo Feng!" The young man stood up, looking Luo Feng up and down. "I've heard Junior Sister Qiu talk about you. Did you study traditional Chinese medicine?"

Before Luo Feng could speak, Qiu Zhirou proudly interjected, "Little Feng studied, and his master is even more amazing. In the medical world, my grandfather holds him in high regard."

"Learning from a master, I assume Brother Luo Feng is also skilled," the young man said warmly, extending his hand and shaking Luo Feng's. "May I ask Brother Luo Feng, what level is your qualification in traditional Chinese medicine?"

"Is there a level for qualifications in traditional Chinese medicine?" Luo Feng's face was full of question marks.

Hearing this, the young man smiled awkwardly, and Luo Feng noticed him discreetly wiping his hand, clearly disgusted.

One of the women chuckled, looking Luo Feng up and down with undisguised disdain. "Luo Feng, even though you're our junior sister's boyfriend, you don't know that there are levels of qualifications in traditional Chinese medicine?"

"Qing'er, don't judge people by their appearance," the young man reprimanded sternly, then turned to Luo Feng and explained kindly, "Brother Luo Feng, you might not know, but traditional Chinese medicine does indeed have levels of qualifications."

"Every traditional Chinese medicine practitioner will try to obtain certification from professional organizations, usually progressing from basic to intermediate and then advanced levels."

"Of course, there are also special and national levels."

"However, due to advances in technology, many of our ancestors' cultural heritage has been lost. There are no more than twenty special-grade traditional Chinese medicine practitioners in the whole of China."

"As for the national level, currently there are only three people, and one of them you must have heard of. This person is the master of Baicao Tang, and also my current boss, Master Murong Xiaoxiao."

"My second senior sister? She's actually at the national level!" Luo Feng was somewhat surprised.

"What level are you then?" Luo Feng was curious.

"Chu Yunfan is the first senior advanced traditional Chinese medicine practitioner in our Longcheng, and currently the only one. It's well known that there are not more than one hundred senior advanced traditional Chinese medicine practitioners in the whole of China."

"A year ago, Chu Yunfan was specially recruited by Baicao Tang for study, with an annual salary in the eight figures. Moreover, it's certain that he will become a national level traditional Chinese medicine practitioner in the future," the woman emphasized Chu Yunfan's abilities, intentionally suppressing Luo Feng.

Obviously, the woman was very opposed to Luo Feng, the boyfriend of their second most likely candidate at Longcheng Medical University to become a national level traditional Chinese medicine practitioner.

In their circle of traditional Chinese medicine, outstanding men and women were usually absorbed internally.

Chu Yunfan and Qiu Zhirou were regarded as the default golden couple in the hearts of countless people.

Now suddenly there was a fool who didn't even understand the level of traditional Chinese medicine qualifications, how could he be worthy of Qiu Zhirou?!

Chu Yunfan's face showed a hint of pride, but he hid it well and said modestly, "Brother Luo Feng must have learned from a master, so he's at least at the intermediate level of traditional Chinese medicine. He's just being modest."

"If Brother Luo Feng has any questions in the future, feel free to ask me. I'll do my best to help," Chu Yunfan said.

"Uh, thanks," Luo Feng smiled perfunctorily.

Come on, he had a national level second senior sister behind him. Even if he really didn't understand some professional knowledge, he would go to Murong Xiaoxiao to ask.

Seeing Luo Feng's disdainful attitude, Chu Yunfan smiled awkwardly. He felt a bit unhappy, but he didn't want to show it in front of Qiu Zhirou, so he held back.

"Brother Chu, you guys chat, I'll go out to take a call," Qiu Zhirou's phone suddenly rang. Seeing the caller ID, a serious expression appeared on her face. She patted Luo Feng's shoulder and walked out.

"Brother Luo Feng, please sit down, don't stand," Chu Yunfan's tone suddenly changed, no longer as humble and polite as before.

He sat down directly and scrutinized Luo Feng.

Luo Feng felt a headache coming on.

He wasn't stupid.

How could he not see that these people, if it weren't for Qiu Zhirou, wouldn't bother wasting time talking to him?

And this Chu Yunfan was probably Qiu Zhirou's lapdog, yet he didn't know that Qiu Zhirou had been infatuated with this "useless" person who didn't even understand the level of traditional Chinese medicine qualifications.

"Don't bother pretending anymore, I can see that if it weren't for Zhirou, you guys wouldn't give me the time of day," Luo Feng didn't like beating around the bush with these pretentious people, so he just laid it out plainly.

"You must like Zhirou, right?" Luo Feng looked Chu Yunfan straight in the eye.

Chu Yunfan smiled awkwardly, "Brother Luo Feng, I…"

"I'll be direct. I have no romantic feelings for Qiu Zhirou at all. If you want to pursue her, go ahead. I don't want to offend you social elites for this unnecessary trouble," Luo Feng scratched the back of his head casually, speaking lightly.

Chu Yunfan lowered his head and smiled, "Brother Luo Feng seems to be a straightforward person. Then I won't beat around the bush."

"That's right, I really like Junior Sister Zhirou, and I believe with her talent and family background, only I am worthy of her."

As he spoke, Chu Yunfan took out a check, "I see you probably don't have much money. A man without money is like a bird without wings. I'm also a straightforward person, so you fill in the amount yourself, consider it my gift to you."

"Give me money?" Luo Feng chuckled. These people really didn't respect him at all.

"Don't be ungrateful. Chu Yunfan can give you money, so you should be grateful. Kid, fill in the amount, take the money, and stay away from Junior Sister Zhirou forever," the woman lit a cigarette, her attitude extremely arrogant.

As if Luo Feng was nothing more than an ant in front of her.

Luo Feng considered himself a low-key person.

He had never felt proud because of the strength of his senior sisters, even feeling inferior because of it.

But some people were always more pretentious in front of him, which made him unhappy.

Since these rich kids didn't respect him, there was no need for Luo Feng to respect them either.

"Fine, no problem. Since you said that," Luo Feng picked up the pen Chu Yunfan offered and then filled in the amount he wanted.

"Tch, poor guy is poor after all. I thought he had some backbone, but I didn't expect Junior Sister Zhirou to fall for such a tasteless poor loser," the woman didn't bother hiding her sarcasm.

The people in the room laughed.

But their laughter didn't last a few seconds. Suddenly, as Luo Feng slapped the check in front of Chu Yunfan, their faces froze.

"Alright, this is the amount I want. See if you can give it!"

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