After dressing as the heroine of abusive essays, she ran away overnight

Chapter 47
The segment about the prohibition mission was filmed on the car back to the hotel. If Zhang Kening's foot hadn't been injured, only the final winner could take the cable car down the mountain, and the remaining five of them could be regarded as lucky.

Compared with Zhang Kening, a newcomer, they are all very busy people, and they will leave without stopping when they get back to the hotel.

After Zhang Kering said goodbye to Lin Mi, she hopped back to her room to pack her things. She asked Gao Qiaoqiao to buy local specialties. Hearing that the cured goods here are very good, Zhang Kering was going to take some home.

When opening the door, Zhang Kening felt that the atmosphere in the room was not right, she poked her head out and found that the person sitting on the sofa was actually Fu Wenxun.

"Uncle Fu, why are you here?"

Fu Wenxun stood up and looked at Yue Tong behind her, who immediately understood what she meant, "Miss Zhang, I'll go and pack my things first, call me if I need anything."

Zhang Kening nodded, jumped to sit on the sofa, looked at the computer he turned on, and said, "Uncle Fu, your family's business scope is quite extensive, and there is still a place like Niutoushan."

"Yeah." Fu Wenxun didn't deny her words, sat across from her, and asked, "How's the injury on your foot? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"No, the doctor said it's not a big problem." Zhang Kening kicked off the shoe, letting the injured foot come out to breathe.

But what she didn't expect was that after a day of running around, the blood seeped out from the wound again.

Zhang Kening felt a little speechless, and took another pair of socks.

"Uncle Fu, wait a minute, I'll wash your feet and apply some medicine." After all, it's her own body, and Zhang Kening also wants to recover as soon as possible, so she can't delay making money.

"Wait." Fu Wenxun pressed her shoulders, walked into the bathroom in the room, and brought out a basin of warm water in front of her after a while.

"Let's wash."

Zhang Kening looked around, and finally said the question in his mind: "Uncle Fu, I'm not dreaming, am I?"

You still hung up on your phone in the morning and ignored her, why did you give her footwashing water now?

Fu Wenxun didn't speak, and sat back in front of the computer.

Of course Zhang Kening didn't want to make fun of herself and continued to ask, she didn't wash her feet properly in the past two days, and finally she was able to soak her feet comfortably.

The doctor gave her a bottle of antiseptic liquid medicine before parting, and asked her to pour it into the water when soaking her feet, so as not to cause infection. Of course, the soaking time should not be too long.

Zhang Kening looked at the clock, and obediently took out her feet when the five minutes were up, but there was no towel beside her, so she could only support her feet and wait for them to dry.

I don't know how long it took before Fu Wenxun, who was busy with work, suddenly thought of her, "Is it ready? Where's the medicine?"

Zhang Kening pointed it out to him, "After I finish this game, I will paint it later."

Fu Wenxun took the medicine on the table, read the instructions, then grabbed Zhang Kering's ankle, and put her foot on his lap.

Zhang Kening didn't even care about the game in his hand, and could only watch helplessly as the opponent beat him into a sieve.

"Uncle Fu, I can do it myself. Now it's all swollen into a pig's hoof. It's ugly."

No matter how much she said, it still didn't stop Fu Wenxun from disinfecting his hands and applying the medicine on her toes. Zhang Kening shrank suddenly when he was touched, and was pulled back.

Fu Wenxun felt the ankle in his hand, it was white, tender and fragile, and it turned red with just a slight touch.It seems that if his strength is stronger, this ankle will break.

Zhang Kening always said that her feet were ugly, but in Fu Wenxun's eyes they were not ugly, her toes were round and cute, like little pearls, but the red and swollen toes were really scary.

Fu Wenxun watched for a long time unknowingly, and when he came back to his senses, he was glad that he didn't stop applying the medicine just now.Obviously he only treated the other party as a junior, but when he heard the news that Zhang Kening was injured, he still rushed over.

Zhang Kening has always understood Fu Wenxun's thoughts about him, but what Fu Wenxun doesn't understand is how sincere she is, whether he cares for her out of junior love or ulterior motives.
Compared to Fu Wenxun, Zhang Kening didn't think so much, she just felt a little hot, and the atmosphere was a bit ambiguous, it would be better if she did something else
Heart is worse than action.

Zhang Kering leaned closer and said softly, "Uncle Fu, do you know what it means to have your feet looked at in ancient times?"

Fu Wenxun was taken aback, and immediately let go of her foot: "I'm not interested in a pig's trotter."

Zhang Kening: "."

Although the two were very close, the awkward atmosphere became more obvious.

Zhang Kening felt that she was not sober after coming to this world, and seeing Fu Wenxun was more like drinking old spirits, so drunk that she didn't know where to go.

But what's wrong with this wine?It's just too fragrant.

She sighed and made up her mind: "Fu Wenxun, don't treat me so nicely in the future."

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