The Mysterious Wife of the Indifferent Emperor and Young Master

In the evening, before Zhan Xiaocheng's rehabilitation treatment was over, Feng Yuning had already rushed to the hospital in a threatening manner, it seemed that she wanted to settle accounts.

Because he received 1 million from the boss, Ni Simiao also played the role of dog leg to the fullest. One minute before the enemy army arrived on the battlefield, he tipped off to Zhan Xiaocheng.

So, when Feng Yuning walked into the recovery room, she saw Zhan Xiaocheng lying on the floor covered in cold sweat like last time, as if she was about to die in a second.

Facing such a weak Zhan Xiaocheng, he was full of anger and couldn't vent it, and he was too embarrassed to vent it.

After all, right, he is a patient, and you beat and kicked a dying patient, it's really not as good as a beast.

Ni Simiao pretended not to know anything, stepped forward and said with a smile, "Is Xiaoyao here to fight the president?"

Feng Yuning: "..."

You think too much, I plan to kill him!
"It's just right, you can take him back. He suffered a serious crime today. This rehabilitation training is a gradual process. In a situation like his, it will take at least half a year to recover. Fortunately, he insisted on compressing the time to one month."

After a pause, Ni Simiao said with emotion: "The recovery time is shortened, and the pain suffered is naturally doubled. Today he tried to throw away the crutches to walk, and he fell down a lot in the afternoon. You saw the bruise on his face. Is it black and blue, it was all from the fall in the afternoon."

When Ni Simiao said this, Feng Yuning really saw that Zhan Xiaocheng's handsome face had several bruises, and the left side of his face was still a little swollen.

"His legs are not strong enough now, not enough to support him to stand up directly, so the consequence is to keep wrestling, you think, his face is like a pig's head, how can his body be better? It's even worse!"

Ni Simiao put on a concerned look and said, "Xiao Yao, there is medicated oil for fall injuries here. You can apply it and massage him after you get home at night, otherwise I'm worried that he won't be able to move tomorrow."

Seeing the medicated oil Ni Simiao handed over, and seeing Zhan Xiaocheng's pitiful appearance, Feng Yuning felt that she might have done something wrong in her previous life to meet such two unreliable men.

She was cursing in her heart, but she still took the medicated oil.

"You find someone to take him to my car."

After all, she took a deep look at Zhan Xiaocheng, turned around and left the recovery room first.

As soon as she went out, Zhan Xiaocheng, who was still lying on the ground, suddenly sat up and gave Ni Simiao a thumbs up.

"Admiration, really admiration, you are the best at talking nonsense with your eyes open."

Ni Simiao: "..."

Brother, I suspect that you are not praising me, maybe you are scolding me?
"How about it, is your [-] million flowers worth it? Not only does it treat your illness, but also chases your wife. Well, where in the world can you find a doctor like me?"

Thinking of that [-] million, Ni Simiao felt that it didn't matter if he was called a dog by Zhan Xiaocheng, after all, making money was the happiest thing.

"Well, it's worth it. When you and Yi Duoer get married, I will definitely give you a big gift bag."

Zhan Xiaocheng supported Ni Simiao's arm and stood up slowly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Hearing this, Ni Simiao, who was still lazy at first, suddenly regained his spirits.

"Really? This big gift package is... a check?"

Zhan Xiaocheng held back his laughter, nodded and replied: "Yes, the check is the check with many zeros in the text of the domineering president."

"Hey, you guys go out!"

Ni Simiao raised his head and said to the two nurses at the door who were about to help Zhan Xiaocheng get into the car.

"For a distinguished guest like you, I, the dean, must personally deliver it to the car. How can our friendship be compared with a check?"

It has to be two, three, four...

Feng Yuning was waiting outside, and she was a little surprised to see Ni Simiao coming out with Zhan Xiaocheng on his back.

A snobbish person like Ni Simiao who only recognizes money but not people, and a quack doctor like Ni Simiao who has no integrity, no bottom line, and no professional ethics for money, can actually send patients out in person?And it's still recited?

This... I'm afraid it's going to rain red in the sky?
"Xiao Yao, open the door, open the door quickly, he is too heavy, I can hardly hold on."

As soon as he got off the steps, Ni Simiao shouted loudly, panting, it seemed a little vain.

As soon as the car door was opened, Ni Simiao hurriedly put Zhan Xiaocheng on the seat, he took a long breath, leaned on the car and almost fell to the ground.

"Is your body too weak?"

Feng Yuning squinted at Ni Simiao, said with a half-smile: "You said that you are much bigger than Yi Duoer, but you are still so imaginary? Tsk tsk, this woman is like a wolf at [-] and [-] like a tiger. Are you okay then?"

Ni Simiao: "..."

If the woman in front of me wasn't my niece, I'd just... kill her!

What do men hate the most?It is taboo for a woman to ask him with such a mocking expression: Hey, can you do it?
Ok?Ok?A man must do it, and he must do it if he can't!

"You, take him home quickly, remember, you must massage with medicinal oil, preferably for half an hour!"

After all, Ni Simiao entered the hospital without looking back.

His heart has been severely wounded, he is very hurt now, and he is going to go to Little Baby Yi Duoer for healing, and by the way, prove that he is very strong.

On the way home, Feng Yuning drove the car, and Zhan Xiaocheng sat in the back.

Because his current character is a weak patient, even if he is clearly awake, even if he is obviously in a good state, he still has to act like he is half dead.

When he was almost home, he coughed a few times and opened his eyes pretending to be weak.

"Xiao Ning, why are you here? Where am I?"

Feng Yuning, who was driving, said angrily: "This is on the way to the crematorium. I thought you were dead, and I planned to throw you directly into the crematorium!"

incinerator?
Zhan Xiaocheng's back felt cold, and his hairs were about to stand on end.

Naughty, this girl is really naughty, are you trying to scare him to death by making such jokes at night?
"I'm really useless. The more I try to stand up, the more powerless I am. I'm sorry to trouble you again."

Zhan Xiaocheng's voice was hoarse, and his speech was weak.

Paired with his blue and purple face, it is also distressing.

"So you shouldn't be decadent in the past five years. At least you have to keep your body in good condition. Now you want to rise up, but you think you can make decisions about your body?"

Although Feng Yuning was complaining, her voice was much gentler, but there was a hint of distress.

"The body is your own. As the saying goes, if you keep the green hills alive, you will not worry about no firewood. If you torture your own body, it is yourself who suffers in the end."

Through the inner rearview mirror, Zhan Xiaocheng looked at Feng Yuning's autumn-like eyes, with a smile in his eyes.

"So you care about me?"

"Bah! You're thinking too much. I just want to say that even if you are going to die, you should die unjustly. Don't die in front of me, so as not to dirty my eyes."

War Owl City: "..."

I'm not angry, I'm not angry, my wife is just talking angry, well, I can understand that she is actually caring about me, and she must not be hoping for my death!