After the disfavored female partner went offline, ten brothers went crazy

Chapter 659

Outside the examination room, Murong Qiao had just accepted the key Huo Yichen handed him, and before he could ask any more questions, he saw the door in front of him being pushed open from the inside.

The people walking in front were Murong Zheng, who was holding the report with one hand in his pocket with a cold face, and Tang Huai, who followed behind.

"Second brother." Murong Qiao got up immediately.

Tang Huai had finished the inspection at this time, and when he came out, he saw Murong Qiao, and realized a problem belatedly.

His leg injury happened a long time ago, how could Murong Qiao know?

Murong Zheng responded lightly, "The result is barely readable."

Murong Qiao knew his second brother's skills, seeing him say this, he knew that it was probably not at the worst point, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It was afternoon after the game, even in the hospital at this time, there was quite a lot of noise in the corridor.

Murong Zheng casually put away the report, "Come to my office and talk about it."

Murong Qiao dragged Huo Yichen to follow. As a patient, Tang Huai naturally didn't want to leave by himself at this time.

After everyone arrived at Murong Zheng's office, the door seemed much cleaner once the door was closed.

Being watched by his younger sister, Murong Zheng didn't intend to whet his appetite.

"It can be cured for one year." His words were concise.

Tang Huai was the first to say, "No."

After this competition, he is going to prepare for the extremely fast mountain, how could he spend a year for treatment?
"When you become disabled, you will only have a hard mouth." Murong Zheng sneered.

Tang Huai frowned, "I know my illness in my heart."

"You're a doctor and I'm a doctor?"

"Brother—" Murong Qiao originally wanted to call someone.

As a result, as soon as I spoke, I saw Murong Zheng and Tang Huai stop talking, and immediately looked in her direction in unison.

Murong Zheng pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, "If you still come to practice driving, the treatment time will only get longer and longer."

After all, it was my sister who was here, Murong Zheng didn't say anything too harsh.

"..." Tang Huai was silent.

Murong Qiao frowned, even though she wanted to persuade Tang Huai something in her heart, she didn't know how to say it for a while.

After all, strictly speaking, the two of them hadn't spent much time together now, and she wasn't sure that she would be able to persuade Tang Huai to receive treatment.

"I know it myself."

In the end, Tang Huai threw down a sentence, turned around and opened the door to leave.

"It seems that this is not his first time here?" Huo Yichen, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke out.

Murong Zheng still looked at his brother-in-law a little bit, but he also answered this question.

He put this report aside, "Today should be the third time."

Then, in Murong Zheng's description, Murong Qiao also briefly learned something about Tang Huai's injury.

The injury on Tang Huai's calf was accidental while playing a racing car. The first time it was an injury for treatment, the second time it was a relapse in a game, and this time it was pulled over by Murong Qiao.

"If he doesn't drive a racing car, this injury can be said to be insignificant." Murong Zheng pointed out.

But the key point is that Tang Huai wants to drive a racing car, and it's the kind of life-threatening one.

As Murong Qiao listened, she also understood in her heart that it might not be an easy task for Tang Huai to receive treatment.

Tang Huai's sudden departure directly canceled the planned dinner and celebration.

Murong Qiao simply changed the itinerary, and directly pulled Huo Yichen to tidy up his original residence and prepare to move.

Fortunately, the weather is still a face-saving, sunny and cloudless, and the temperature is not too high. Walking on the road with a breeze blowing on the face makes people feel comfortable.

With a bit of hazy blue, scattered behind the clouds, under the sunlight, it makes people feel relaxed when it comes into view.

Thanks to such fine weather, Nan Hao, who works in the firm, was given an hour's leave early by Xue Jingyi today.

It's just that he didn't expect that when he returned home early, he would also meet his elder brother Nanxuan who was already busy cooking in the kitchen.

"...Brother?" Seeing that Nan Xuan was at home, Nan Hao hesitated for a moment when he pushed the door open.

"Yeah." Nanxuan replied flatly, "I'm going to have dinner when I get back."

During this period of time, Nan Jin has been working outside and seldom returns home, so now Nan Xuan and Nan Hao are responsible for eating at home.

In fact, it is not quite accurate to say this.

Nan Hao put his schoolbag on the sofa, and taking advantage of the angle where Nan Xuan turned his back to him, he couldn't help but look around, feeling a little weird in his heart.

Normally, he and his elder brother would settle the dinner separately, but in the last few days, Nanxuan came back very early, which made Nanhao clearly aware that something had changed.

The voices in the kitchen continued, and the sound of frying with a spatula faintly reached Nan Hao's ears.

Nanxuan walked out of the kitchen with the cooked dishes and put them on the table. Seeing Nan Hao sitting on the sofa in a daze, he frowned.

"What's on your mind?" he asked.

Nan Hao shook his head after recovering, "It's nothing."

"How is the office doing recently? Do you need my help with the internship?" Nanxuan asked again.

In this family, Nanxuan, as the eldest brother, had already played the role of the patriarch a long time ago.

Now that the last younger brother has also left college life and transferred to social work, Nanxuan couldn't help but feel a little more sad.

"Seniors, they are very kind to me."

Nan Hao said frankly, "I can become a full-time employee as soon as the internship is over."

"En." Knowing that his younger brother was fine, Nan Xuan didn't say any more.

But because he didn't make a sound, it doesn't mean that Nan Hao won't take the initiative to ask.

The brothers have grown up together since they were young, and whoever thinks and has habits has long been clear.

In the past few days, Nanxuan's strangeness has been noticed by Nanhao. Seeing that it was time to eat, Nanxuan sat down silently, and Nanhao finally couldn't help asking.

"Brother, how...how is your work recently?" He asked a little cautiously.

Regarding Nanxuan's situation, Nan Hao has never taken the initiative to understand, but recently something is really wrong.

Nanxuan didn't see anything wrong on his face, "It's pretty good."

To his younger brother, Nanxuan didn't mention the fact that he was temporarily intercepted for promotion.

Since Yu Liang came over by air in the past two days, most of the leader's original importance to Nanxuan was immediately divided.

It is impossible to say that there is no fire.

Anyone who saw the duck that was about to reach his mouth flew away like this, and fell into the hands of others to enjoy it as a fruit, felt very angry.

But Nanxuan is no longer the young master of the Nan family who can do whatever he wants.

"Don't worry about me, just tell me if you have any difficulties." Nan Xuan lowered his eyes and took a sip of the soup, unable to tell what it was like.

Having said that, Nan Hao held back even what he wanted to ask.

The dinner table became the home of silence again. After eating, the two cleaned up the dishes and went back to their rooms to rest.

It's just that Nan Hao's words left traces in Nan Xuan's heart. After returning to his room, he couldn't help but open his eyes and think about his recent treatment in the company.

Perhaps because of the compensatory psychology towards Nanxuan, the leader arranged many projects for him after his promotion was hopeless.

Relying on Nanxuan's outstanding ability, one project after another made him earn a lot of money, but the leader didn't even mention the promotion.

But in the company, gossip among colleagues has never stopped.

(End of this chapter)