When Qian and others were wrapping up the beauty handover, a Cadillac drove up and parked by the roadside. Mu Xiaofeng, the daughter of Qian's patient, stepped out of the car and called Qian's name.
Qian recognized her right away. Mu Xiaofeng's father was terminally ill, and Qian had been providing psychological comfort and end-of-life care for him. Mu Xiaofeng was very satisfied with Qian's treatment. Just recently, she had given Qian a piece of ginseng, which was the one that Yu Minglang had almost ended up drinking in Qian's place.
"Mr Chen!" Mu Xiaofeng exclaimed with delight as she got out of the car.
"Mrs. Mu, what a coincidence." Qian knew exactly why she had come over when she saw her.
Sure enough, once Mu Xiaofeng saw Qian, she directed her driver and bodyguard to unload things from the car.
"I heard you've been resting recently, so I came specifically to check on you. How have you been?" Mrs. Mu asked.
