Be a paranoid boss in Tianwen

Chapter 141 The Son-in-law God of War (5)

"Okay, today is my old man's birthday banquet, let's talk about it another day, Li Yuan, you take your cousin Zhiqing to the hospital to treat the wound first."

Seeing that the atmosphere became stiff, even though Li Changtian was already dissatisfied with Ye Fan in every possible way, he could only suppress his anger.

"Let me come too, Mom, if we come back late, you go back first."

Nan Xing didn't want to face Ye Fan again, so he said so.

It's impossible to spend the night with the old man tonight after such a thing happened.

Hearing this, Ye Fan opened his mouth.

But, in the end, he didn't say anything, but the smile on his face disappeared little by little, and his whole person gradually dimmed.

Nan Xing didn't seem to notice, took his coat and left with Li Yuan and Song Zhiqing.

Looking at the back of the woman who left without turning her head, Ye Fan, who was stared at by countless people with strange eyes, felt helpless and sad as if he had been abandoned on an isolated island.

After wishful thinking persisted for so long, he was already tired.

Xing Xing, please take a look at me before I completely give up.

He could only pray so humblely.

The three who left were already on their way to the hospital.

There were only three people in the car, and Song Zhiqing, who was always noisy, rarely became quiet.

Seeing that Nan Xing's complexion was not very good, he said cautiously:
"Cousin Xingxing, my hand is fine, don't be angry~"

Although he looked down on Ye Fan, if Nan Xing really had a conflict with Ye Fan because of this, he would feel uncomfortable.

"I'm not angry, does your hand still hurt?"

The mood has calmed down a little, Nan Xing glanced sideways at the injury on his finger.

It's scary to look at, bastard's mouth is really sharp.

"It doesn't hurt that much anymore."

In fact, he was in so much pain that he wanted to cry.

That stinky bastard almost bit off his finger!

In front, Li Yuan, who was driving, saw that the atmosphere had eased a bit, thought for a while, and said in a deep voice:
"Xing Xing, Ye Fan is actually pretty good. If he wants to be a house husband, let him do it. Maybe he just doesn't like contact with the outside world."

Dislike is nothing but dislike, but Li Yuan still hopes that Nan Xing and Ye Fan will get along well.

A hint of impatience flashed across Nan Xing's eyes:

"Don't mention him."

"Ok."

Li Yuan was helpless.

The hospital is here soon.

Because it was night, there were not many people.

Song Zhiqing soon recovered from his tetanus, and when he was leaving, Nan Xing met a familiar face in the elevator.

Jiang Ziyao!

The back of his hand was wrapped into zongzi, and his entire arm was hung on his neck in a pitiful bandage. It should be that the wound was too painful, and his eyes were red.

In short, how pitiful that appearance is, how pitiful it is.

"Young Master Jiang, is this a wrestling?"

Nan Xing took the initiative to say hello, and the bad mood of the whole night disappeared after seeing the little pity.

Seeing that it was Nan Xing, the pitiful Jiang Ziyao, who was in pain a second ago, quickly put on his usual high-ranking appearance:
"how is this possible!"

He is not blind!

"Is that a fight with someone?"

Nan Xing asked.

"Hmph, he was injured in a fight with a bastard, but he was also beaten up by this young master, and finally ran away like a shit!"

Jiang Ziyao held his head high, lying without blushing.

"Oh?"

Seeing his delicate appearance, Nan Xing has roughly guessed the truth.

"Hey, why are you looking at me with that suspicious look? This young master usually has a fitness routine, so it's impossible to beat a bastard!"

Seeing Nan Xing's suspicious eyes, Jiang Ziyao was so guilty that he unconsciously became annoyed.

His appearance, in Nan Xing's eyes, looks like a little hedgehog whose fur is bristling with hard thorns all over his body, but he doesn't know that his soft belly has long exposed his weakness.

"Believe me, after all, Young Master Jiang has a very good figure."

Nan Xing responded with a smile.

"You are acquainted~"

Jiang Ziyao snorted proudly through his nose.

Immediately, he frowned unconsciously.

How do you feel that there is something in her words?
"Then young master Jiang, can you show me your injury?"

Nan Xing didn't know much about herbal medicine, but she was very proficient in bone injuries. When she was working with military officers, she would occasionally act as a bone injury doctor.

"You can?"

Jiang Ziyao frowned even tighter.

His injury was serious, and the doctor said that it was very likely that he would not recover. Even if he recovered, the muscles and bones on the back of his hand were very fragile, and he could no longer use chopsticks.

It can be said that his right hand is basically useless.

"Could it be that the young master is afraid of me?"

Raising eyebrows, Nan Xing looked at him with a half-smile and a little provocation.

"I have nothing to be afraid of!"

Jiang Ziyao fell into Nanxing's trap immediately without being provoked.

Next to them, Li Yuan and Song Zhiqing looked at them quietly, and finally the focus of their eyes fell on Nan Xing.

Why does it feel like she's flirting with this little boy!
However, the two parties did not feel it.

After getting out of the elevator and sitting down on the chair in the corridor, Nan Xing carefully removed the bandage on the back of Jiang Ziyao's hand, finally revealing a blue-purple pig's trotter.

"Pfft~"

Song Zhiqing couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

It really looks like a pig's trotter, the back of the hand is chubby with swollen fingers.

"You are not allowed to laugh!"

Being ridiculed face to face, Jiang Ziyao blushed instantly.

Actually laughed at him [○｀Д○]! ! !

Song Zhiqing quickly bit his lips to suppress a smile.

but.

No success.

He burst out laughing again.

Jiang Ziyao became even angrier, and stared at Song Zhiqing angrily, his face became more and more red, as if he could drip blood, and his eyes were foggy.

After a while, the red-faced young master lifted his swollen pig's trotters, with tears of shame in his eyes, while grabbing the bandages and wrapping them around the pig's trotters, he cursed angrily with grievances:

"I said I wouldn't show it to you, but you still want to see it, and you still laugh at me after seeing it, you are all bastards..."

Cursing in his mouth, the tears in his eyes didn't stop, and finally flowed out. The little boy was wronged and pitiful again, and angrily wiped away his tears, and continued to entangle the little pig's trotters in a mess:
"The wallet was stolen and beaten, and you still come to laugh at me..."

All the grievances broke out in an instant, and the little boy cried out of control.

Song Zhiqing didn't expect to make him cry, he was at a loss all of a sudden, stammering and flustered, not knowing how to comfort and apologize.

Li Yuan glared at Song Zhiqing who caused trouble, and quickly pressed his head to apologize:
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my cousin didn't do it on purpose, well, Xing Xing, please take a look at your friend first, we'll wait for you in the parking lot first."

The atmosphere was too embarrassing, so Li Yuan could only take Song Zhiqing away first.

In the corridor, only Nan Xing and the young master whose eyes were swollen from crying were left.

Raising his hand, he picked up the young master's white chin with his fingertips. The hand felt very good. Nan Xing rubbed his thumb unconsciously a few times:
"Okay, stop crying, let me see your hand first."

Jiang Ziyao was stunned by her actions, and stared blankly at her with teary eyes.

Only then did Nan Xing realize that he had lost his composure.

She is married.

He lowered his eyes, retracted his hand, and looked a little alienated:
"Let me see your hand first."

　Ah, no one wants to hit the stars
　　
　
(End of this chapter)