Xue God, you got the wrong object

Chapter 311 Wen Xuan
Wen Xuan: "Can't eat?"

Xu Ming looked depressed, "That's right, the professor suddenly told me that he couldn't eat anymore, and told me to go first, and that his daughter came to take care of him, and asked me to go back and prepare for the homework he assigned."

Wen Xuan looked at Xu Ming's expression, smiled, and dragged him to Xiao Le's room, "Want to see Xiao Le?"

Xu Ming: "Success!"

The two walked together, and Wen Xuan said as he walked, "It's not good for your professor to love you as a student. If he can't eat it, you can eat it yourself, or give it to Xiao Le?"

Xu Ming thought for a while, but there was nothing he could do, so he said, "Okay, listen to Brother Xiaoxuan, after all, is Xiao Leyan serious? What about the others, are they all right?"

Xu Ming felt that Brother Xuan was always very warm when he spoke, and he was always calm when doing things. He also gave people a feeling of being easy to get along with and gave everyone a sense of security, except of course...girls?
Therefore, he will trust Brother Xuan unconditionally.

Xiao Le was an employee of Brother Xuan's former bar, and Xu Ming often went to that bar before, and everyone knew each other after coming and going.

It's just that she met some people who were just looking for trouble later, Xiao Le should have been hurt by them this time. , Xiaole is his buddy.

Wen Xuan held the kettle in one hand, and took the soup box in Xu Ming's hand with the other hand, and smiled lightly, "Okay, with your brother here, what are you worrying about? They're all fine, just kid Le's forehead was knocked, it's all right."

Only then did Xu Ming feel a little relieved.

As soon as he entered the door, sure enough, Zhao Xiaole was happily watching the video on the hospital bed, and was so amused that Xu Ming walked over and patted Zhao Xiaole's thigh, "Good boy, you Zhao Xiaole, I was still worried about you, but you are here Have a good time, don't you?"

Zhao Xiaole screamed in pain, "Oh, it hurts, what are you doing? Xu Ming, you fucking! I'm a patient now!! Can you be gentle."

It startled the other patients in the ward.

"Patient? I think you shouted quite vigorously just now." Wen Xuan entered the door, poured a cup of hot water for Zhao Xiaole, mixed it with cold water, and handed it to Zhao Xiaole, teasing him by the way.

Xu Ming was supported by someone, "Have you heard, Zhao Xiaole, are you ashamed to say this? Brother Xiaoxuan even laughed at you."

Zhao Xiaole put down the phone, took the water glass and coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment, "Thank you Brother Xuan."

After taking a sip, Zhao Xiaole pointed to his forehead and said, "Brother Xuan, just help me talk, do you think I'm really hurt here? Something's wrong."

Zhao Xiaole pointed to his head.

Wen Xuan glanced at him in front of the hospital bed, and suddenly smiled slightly, "Xiao Le, don't say that about yourself."

Zhao Xiaole was confused, "? Huh?"

Wen Xuan said "nothing" and began to peel the apples.

Xu Ming, on the other hand, laughed out loud, "All right, all right, Zhao Xiaole, we know that you have something wrong with your brain, so you don't need to emphasize it."

Zhao Xiaole blushed when he heard this.

Xu Ming handed him the soup before he calmed down.

And Wen Xuan held the handle of the knife with the slender knuckles of his right hand, his fingers were too white, and his peeling movements were extremely skilled, and soon an apple was peeled.

After cutting it and putting it on a plate, I took it to everyone in the ward, and asked the old lady and grandfather in the ward to say that this brother is really good.

Zhao Xiaole raised his nose while drinking the soup, tsk tsk, yes, brother Xiaoxuan could be his old mother, and he was worried about their unworthy little brothers all day long.

(End of this chapter)