Movie King Dad, your daughter came to you from the countryside.

Chapter 323 Fractures
The night was darkening, and the car lights from outside shone through the windows.

Feng Zhan originally thought of going outside to greet his wife and kiss her twice, but after all, it was inappropriate to do so in front of the child.

Unexpectedly, before he could lift his legs, the little cotton-padded jacket at home had already pulled his two short legs and ran out.

He was still running and yelling, "Mom, mom, dad is back."

Feng Zhan raised his hand: "..."

Girl, there's no need for it. Wouldn't it be better for your father to show up in person at this time?

You're really delaying things like this.

Although we could wait until night to be intimate, he has been away for so many days and now that his wife is right in front of him, he really doesn't want to delay it for a minute.

He sighed deeply in his mind and began to pat the cucumber.

With the help of his daughter, who was like a small cannonball, Nie Fuyao carried him through the door.

"You're back." He said hello to the old lady first, then looked at Feng Zhan, "Have you lost some weight?"

"Not much, less than five kilograms lost." Feng Zhan changed the water and rinsed the dried sea rice. "It will be back soon. Is your work going well?"

"Well, it's not a big problem." He patted his daughter's little butt and asked her to go to the living room to play by herself. "I want to make a few dishes. Do you need my help?"

"No, it's ready now."

That night, the two of them kept tossing until almost midnight before falling asleep in each other's arms.

Since the old lady was here, Nie Fuyao didn't sleep in and got up at the usual time to prepare breakfast.

When the old lady took Songsong downstairs, she also carried Songsong's exclusive backpack.

"Feng Zhan is back. I will take Songsong back today."

Living here is pretty good, but it's still not as good as home.

Now that her grandson is back, the old lady doesn't want to stay with him any longer.

"How many more days do you have to stay?" Nie Fuyao said with a smile.

"Oh, I can't stop. If you don't go back, your grandpa will go crazy." The old lady was really not joking.

She was not at home, and the old man and the other old men in the courtyard were busy playing chess and drinking tea, and did not eat properly.

The two looked at each other and smiled teasingly.

After breakfast, Feng Zhan saw his grandfather and grandson off.

Nie Fuyao didn't have enough sleep here, so he went upstairs to catch up on his sleep.

I don't know how long it took, but she heard a rustling sound. She stood up and opened the curtains. It started to rain lightly outside, and the world was misty.

Putting on slippers and going downstairs, he was about to close the windows in the house, but he saw Feng Zhan holding a book and sitting on the sofa reading.

"Wake up!" Feng Zhan looked up at her, "Have you had enough sleep?"

"No, I'm going to take a nap." She turned around and went upstairs. "It rains, so it's a good time to sleep."

Feng Zhan raised his eyebrows, it seemed that he had been through a lot of trouble last night.

"Don't you eat at noon?"

She stood there and thought for a while, then shook her head, "It's probably because she has no appetite. If I don't wake up, don't call me. Will Songsong be back in the evening?"

"I won't come back tonight!" Feng Zhan said with a smile, "Grandpa hasn't seen her for a long time, and dad will be there tonight, so Songsong doesn't belong to us."

Nie Fuyao thought about his father-in-law's attitude of caring about his granddaughter, and it was understandable, "Then let's have barbecue tonight and buy some lettuce."

"Okay, I'll call you around two o'clock in the afternoon. If you sleep too much, you will have insomnia at night."

Feng Zhan looked at the time and thought it would be time to go out later. "Okay!" She nodded, yawned and went upstairs.

**
Around noon, Feng Zhan received a phone call.

After hearing what was said there, he glanced upstairs, prepared something, grabbed his clothes and car keys and walked out of the house.

About 10 minutes later, Feng Zhan parked the car at the First Hospital.

All the way to the 12th floor, I opened a ward door.

"Here we come!" Jing Xiyue lay on the bed sickly, "I wanted to chat with you, but I didn't expect you to be idle and just come to relieve my boredom with me."

"What's going on?" Feng Zhan put the things he brought on the table, "Fresh cut fruits, your hands are not broken, right?"

"No!" He opened the paper bag and took out the crisper, which contained cut fruits such as watermelon, apples and bananas. "Did you prepare it?"

"Well, let's eat." Feng Zhan sat down on the sofa next to him and crossed his legs. "Why did you suddenly get into a car accident?"

"It's not sudden." Jing Xiyue said: "I went to the racing venue to test the car, but my shoes got wet. Fortunately, I was lucky enough to have a fractured calf. The surgery was completed. It was very successful. I could be discharged from the hospital after lying down for ten and a half months. .”

Feng Zhan wouldn't say stop playing in traffic jams. After all, Jing Xiyue really likes this sport.

Besides, this guy is still a professional racing driver, but he has rarely been on the track in recent years. He spends most of his time playing in clubs in the capital.

"Auntie..."

As soon as he mentioned it, Jing Xiyue's face wrinkled.

"Don't mention it." He waved his hand. "My mother almost nagged me to death. She cried so much that she wanted to wash me away. I swore to God that I would never go racing again before she gave up."

"Did you really swear?" Feng Zhan asked funnyly.

Jing Xiyue hummed, "I mean I won't go to the track anymore, but I didn't say I won't go to the club."

Feng Zhan: "...You really should be beaten."

"You don't agree either?" Jing Xiyue really didn't know this.

"I don't agree, but if you like it, I won't say anything." He stretched his waist, "As a professional, compared to playing on the track, playing privately in a club is more dangerous. After all, the environment is different. The mentality and emphasis are also different.”

"That's true!" Jing Xiyue agreed with this point. "At that time, I purely wanted to test the car, and I didn't make complete safety preparations, so the car overturned. If you really want to go on the racing track, you must be fully armed. "

Probably reaching that point, Jing Xiyue said: "There will be a rally next year. I wanted to participate in it before, but it made my mother cry so much. I'm afraid I won't be able to go now."

"By the way, where is my goddaughter?"

"At Grandpa's side."

Jing Xiyue nodded, "How was your medical assistance this time?"

Without waiting for Feng Zhan's answer, he continued: "I have been reading the news in the past two days, and Licheng often appears on the hot searches. Many people are talking about why the Tianjiang River burst its embankments, and at the same time, there are many victims this time."

Feng Zhan frowned and said, "We are waiting for the official report. I don't know much. As for the number of victims, according to the general data I have obtained, it is no less than 300 people."

"This is really..." Jing Xiyue was also shocked by this data, "It's a major disaster."

Of course, the deceased is gone, and it is useless to say more.

"Where are Song Zhi and the others?"

"I was with you on the day of the operation. They are preparing thesis these days. Song Zhi probably wants to go abroad to study for two years, and Chu Fan also has this intention." He said, sighing, "In the next two years, we two brothers will depend on each other. . Of course, they won’t compete with me for odes.”

Feng Zhan sneered, "That's my daughter."

"I know, she's also my goddaughter, what did I say?" Jing Xiyue looked like a rogue.

Feng Zhan rolled his eyes, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

(End of this chapter)