Mr. Feng's sickly daily life

Chapter 71 Can I visit the study

Taking off the only bath towel on his upper body, Feng Beiting sat on the sofa with his back straight, his upper body glowing white.

Jiang Yimian knelt on the carpet in front of him, and started to remove the gauze wrapped around his waist.

The distance between the two is relatively close, so close that Feng Beiting can kiss the top of her hair just by lowering his head slightly.

He held his breath and told himself to restrain himself.

The hand resting on the side couldn't help clasping the soft sofa cushion tightly.

Jiang Yimian silently helped him change the medicine, and noticed that there was a long and thin line on his waist and abdomen, and his skin color was different from other places.

It's not obvious, and you can't see it at all unless you look closely.

like...

Removes traces left after scarring.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yimian's eyes moved slightly.

She couldn't figure it out, how could a pampered young master like Feng Beiting suffer such serious injuries?

She suddenly realized that she actually didn't know him at all.

Jiang Yimian kept moving her hands, and suddenly said, "Feng Beiting, did you grow up in America?"

Feng Beiting was startled, then shook his head, "No."

"Then how did you come to America?"

Eyelashes slightly raised, Feng Beiting's eyes had a brilliance that Jiang Yimian couldn't understand.

"Can't you tell?"

"Why do you ask this all of a sudden?" Are you finally interested in him?

"We are friends, but I just suddenly realized that I don't know you at all." She subconsciously puffed her cheeks, looking quite distressed.

"for example?"

"For example, I don't know the number of people in your family, the number of acres of land per capita, and the number of cows in the field."

"..."

Feng Beiting's expression was a bit indescribable.

"Except for a cherry orchard, my family has no other land and no cattle." He explained quite seriously.

After a pause, he smiled harmoniously, and said, "I have a father and three older brothers in my family, but we don't have a good relationship and don't see each other very often."

"Oh……"

It was only then that Jiang Yimian remembered what he meant when he said "I have no family" in the hospital.

When he said this, Jiang Yimian didn't see any sadness on his face.

I don't know if he is really numb or is too good at covering up.

But this is not surprising.

For rich people, children and grandchildren fighting for property is the same as fighting for heirs in ancient times. Either you die or I live...

amount……

wrong.

It's your death.

Jiang Yimian didn't continue to ask questions.

Feng Beiting looked down at her flickering eyelashes, like two small brushes, which made him feel the urge to touch, "What else do you want to know?"

"It seems... there is no more..."

"Then let me ask you?"

"Ok?"

"How many people in your family, how many acres of land per person, and how many cows in the field?"

"..."

What a quick learner.

After applying the medicine, Jiang Yimian put the gauze on the wound evenly, and distracted himself from answering his question, "I have a lot of people in my family, my brother alone is five."

The eldest brother Jiang Yu and the second brother Jiang Miao belonged to her uncle's family.

The third brother Jiang Lan belongs to the second uncle's family.

The fourth brother Jiang Zhuo and the fifth brother Jiang Mo belong to the third uncle's family.

Her father, Jiang Su, was the fourth child in the family, and miraculously possessed her this intimate little cotton padded jacket, breaking the Jiang family's curse of "giving birth to a baby must give birth to a boy".

It is no exaggeration to say that Father Jiang has made an indelible contribution to the peace and stability of the Jiang family.

If he had given a wrong chromosome at the beginning, then she would have nothing to do now.

"Okay." After putting on the gauze, Miss Jiang finished the work perfectly.

"Thank you."

Feng Beiting took the clothes prepared on the side and put them on, moving very slowly, as if he was afraid of scratching the wound.

After putting away the remaining medicine, Jiang Yimian suddenly remembered the topic that was interrupted just now, "By the way, can you let me visit your study?"

This request may be a bit rash.

But she always has great curiosity about his study.

Miss Jiang thought about it carefully. If Feng Beiting refused, she would force herself to give up because she wanted to respect other people's privacy.

And if he agrees, then she can just eliminate her curiosity and save herself from always thinking about it in her heart.

She felt that doing this was the most efficient way to dispel curiosity. Although it was simple and crude, it was extremely effective.

Following her gaze to the side, Feng Beiting didn't immediately agree.

If it were someone else, he would definitely be able to appreciate the tactful rejection, and would not insist on the request. Unfortunately, Jiang Yimian insisted that he did not know himself.

She blinked and looked at Feng Beiting, her bright eyes were full of anticipation, filled with "I want to see", "Let me see", "I want to see".

In the end, Feng Beiting chose to compromise.

Slightly lowering his eyes, he walked over and twisted the doorknob.

With a "click", Jiang Yimian's heart skipped a beat.

The door opens.

Facing Jiang Yimian is a snow-white wall, without any decorative paintings or texture design, it looks empty, as if a lot of things are missing.

Jiang Yimian stood at the door and looked in, a little lost in thought.

she feels...

There should be something on that wall.

Thinking of something, she turned her head to look at Feng Beiting, with a gleam in her eyes, "It feels like this wall is empty, why don't you hang a picture here?"

"There are no suitable paintings."

"No paintings...photos are fine..." For example, make a photo wall or something.

After the words fell, something flashed through Jiang Yimian's mind very quickly.

The fleeting scene, when she went to recall it, she couldn't remember it.

strangeness……

Seeing her beautiful eyebrows frowned, Feng Beiting pretended not to know and asked with concern, "What's wrong? Is there any discomfort?"

"No..." Jiang Yimian gently rubbed her temples, "Seahorse effect."

It's happened to me before, so she chalks it up to "not getting enough rest."

Pressing the faintly sore lower back, Jiang Yimian picked up the phone and walked out, "It's late, you should go to bed early."

"Jiang Yimian."

"Huh?" She turned around, rubbing her eyes sleepily.

One eye is slightly squinted, and the corner of the eye is flickering with moisture.

"Can you stay with me for a while longer?" The smile on Feng Beiting's face was tentative, but it would become real after coaxing.

Hearing this, most of Jiang Yimian's drowsiness disappeared.

It was hard not to think about a man who lived alone in the middle of the night asking a young girl as charming and lively as herself.

"Say! Are you jealous of my beauty and want to make my skin worse by staying up late?!"

"..."

Feng Beiting thought that he might be old, because sometimes he really couldn't understand what Mianmian was saying.

How should he behave now?

Should he act with her as a mentally twisted man and accompany her to perform this "beauty contest" or take what she said as a joke and laugh twice?

After not getting a response from Feng Beiting for a long time, Jiang Xijing's enthusiasm dropped a little.

"Alas..." She chose to return to normal.

Sitting on the sofa, she picked up a pillow and hugged it in her arms. She rested her chin on it, blinking her eyelashes lazily, "What's wrong with you? Are you in a bad mood?"

This seems to be the only possibility.

Ever since they met, Feng Beiting had always given her the impression of being polite and sensible, and this was the first time he had kept her in the middle of the night like today.

"Is something wrong?"

"Some people died because of me, and some people hoped that it was me who died." His eyes were extremely dim, without their previous brilliance.

"what……"

When he said this, Jiang Yimian realized how bad his current situation was.

She is a forensic doctor who always has to face many corpses and watch many lives and deaths. Her profession requires her to maintain a calm heart.

Yin Ni's death was like a leaf blown down by the wind, fluttering and falling on the lake of her heart. Although there was a circle of ripples, it soon returned to calm.

But Bei Ting was different.

He is just an ordinary person, and he is also a victim of this case. It is normal for him to be unable to calm down.

"Sorry, my friend seems to be a bit dereliction of duty." He didn't even notice his mood, and asked him to help run around.

"No, it's because I'm busy with you that I don't think about those things."

"Is that so..."

Miss Jiang's heart is filled with a sense of responsibility.

With her hot blood on her face, she uttered bold words again, "Go to sleep in peace, I'll wait until you fall asleep before leaving."

"……thanks."

"Hey... You're welcome, you're welcome..." This feeling of being needed and relied on as a "hero" is quite good.

The expression on Feng Beiting's face gradually cleared up, and he revealed a smile.

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　　ps: Regarding the matter of Mianmian falling in love with Fourth Young Master Feng, we have to wait until she puts Lin Sinan down, otherwise a little fairy will spray her with green tea, and that really doesn't fit her personality. soon~
　　In fact, Fourth Master Feng has been secretly poking around as a demon, you must watch carefully O(∩_∩)O haha~ If you miss the details, you won’t be able to connect~
　　
　
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