Husband, Please Stop Flirting

He looked at Feng ChuChu's legs, asked Feng ChuChu a few questions, and began to prepare tools.

I saw the doctor holding a high-speed rotating small instrument, facing the wind, the plaster on his leg was about to be cut off. The shutter was surprised and said, "doctor, do you want to cut the plaster with this?"

"Yes, otherwise what?" he said and was ready to cut, but was stopped by the shutter.

"What if the doctor gets to his legs?" I once saw a horror film in which someone cut off his legs with this kind of thing. The picture is really too bloody for children.

The doctor looked at the blinds. He didn't believe in his professional skills, so he said angrily, "why don't you come?"

The Ming and Qing Dynasties pulled the shutters and smiled awkwardly. "It's not interesting. He's just worried."

The doctor didn't say anything. He put on a mask and concentrated on cutting plaster for Feng ChuChu. What else did the shutter want to say, but he was organized by the shutter. He also knew that he was unable to make trouble, but he was really worried about Feng ChuChu.

"Well, it's all right," Feng ChuChu said with a smile.

Ivy looked at the heavy wind just now and was relieved. Even outside, there are so many people who really care about her. Even if she is gone one day, someone will accompany her.

Soon the plaster was removed. This time, the wind was clear and you could scratch your leg. A satisfied sigh came out on your face, "grandma, you don't know, the most difficult thing in these two months is that this leg itches, and I can't catch it."

"Don't break it," said Feng ivy with a smile.

The doctor who was packing said, "it's best not to scratch too hard. The reason why your legs itch is that your bones are healing. In fact, your bones are still relatively fragile, so you'd better bear it. If you really do, just scratch it gently. Don't worry that this situation won't last too long."

As soon as the doctor's voice fell, Feng Qichu's hand, which was scratching her leg, was patted by Feng ivy. "Didn't you hear the doctor say not to scratch?"

The older generation often believe in what doctors say.

Feng ChuChu immediately said, "grandma itches" with a bitter face

"I have to bear it, too, and be careful what's left behind," Feng Ivy told me.

Where Ivy can't see, Feng ChuChu spits out his tongue at Ivy. Of course, his little move falls into the eyes of everyone except ivy, and everyone smiles.

Cheng Ziyu, who had been away for two months, appeared again, but with a mature breath.

"Why are you here?" Feng ChuChu asked in surprise. Feng ivy and the shutters helped the chicks out of bed slowly. After all, they sat in a wheelchair for nearly three months, and their leg muscles degenerated a little.

"Thinking that today is your day to remove the plaster, it's coming." Cheng Ziyu came in and skillfully called Feng Ivy grandma Feng.

"Is Yufeng in good health?" asked ivy.

"Grandma is in good health"

He obviously felt that Cheng Ziyu was different, but he couldn't tell where exactly. There was also a change in the relationship between Cheng Ziyu and Feng ChuChu, as if he had really become a brother and sister.

With the help of the blinds and ivy, the wind can walk slowly without the help of others. This feeling of stepping on the ground is so happy.

"All right, let's go back," said ivy.

So they took their own things and went out. When they passed the hospital hall, they saw the man pushed from an ambulance. With sharp eyes, they found that the man was Si Wenshu. He should have been unconscious with blood on his shirt. The doctors and nurses hurriedly pushed him to the emergency room.

"Do you know that man's sister?" Cheng Ziyu asked.

Feng ChuChu nodded, "the head of Si's enterprise first"

Although the Secretary has his own wishes, the hospital is indeed the closest to the secretary. It seems that it is really serious, otherwise it will not be sent here.

But what's the relationship between the Secretary's documents and her? It doesn't matter. She will return what the Secretary's documents have done to him one by one. Now he only hopes that the Secretary's diseases can be cured, otherwise she will take revenge.

After hearing this, Cheng Ziyu nodded, and a thought flashed in her eyes.

When she returns to Feng ChuChu's house, Feng Ivy prepares a big table for Feng ChuChu and everyone.

The mouth of the louver is bulging, giving Ivy a thumbs up. "Grandma, you cook really well."

Being praised is of course a very happy thing. She smiled and said, "eat more if it's delicious."

The shutter nodded heavily. He was so big that he seldom ate this kind of food mixed with family affection. He couldn't help being wet.

Feng ChuChu knew the experience of the louver best, so he put a chicken wing in the louver with some heartache. "Taste it, my grandmother makes a unique amount of chicken wings."

The shutter nodded, and the idea of marriage suddenly rose in her heart. Will there be a happy small family after marriage? When he comes home from work every day, a woman will prepare meals for him, and there will be a naughty child. When he thinks of children, he suddenly wakes up a lot. How can he deserve to have a family.

After lunch, they began to talk about business again. Ivy washed a plate of fruit and didn't bother them any more.

At the same time, on a destroyed ruins in a small country in eastern Asia, scar man and several people in camouflage clothes are picking up the ruins.

"Si!" they called Si Yeqing's name and tried to answer Si Yeqing.

Just as the time passed, Si Yeqing didn't respond to them. Just when everyone thought Si Yeqing was dead, there was a sound from a place where the template was pressed in the ruins.

Scar man immediately ran over and picked up the ruins. Sure enough, he saw Si Yeqing under pressure.

At this time, Si Yeqing's face was covered with blood and his lips were a little white. Soon, the knife scar man took Si Yeqing out.

"You're still alive," the scar man said with a smile, but only he knew how nervous and afraid he was just now. Si Yeqing really disappeared.

Si Yeqing pressed the wound on his left shoulder and said, "I won't die if you die."

Both of them laughed. Through their less than three months together, they had found out each other's temperament and lived and died together for so long.

They have long regarded each other as brothers and can give their backs to each other without any objection.

"Let's go, they'll find it here soon," said scar man. Si Yeqing drugged his shoulder, nodded, stood up, got on a military green jeep, and other people in military green camouflage clothes retreated.