Double Treasure Attack: Daddy is as arrogant as fire

"Do you want to adjust it?"

"Well, this is our Ye family's special medicated oil. It's different. It works very well. You should be able to walk tomorrow, but you can't wear high heels."

"No, this is my standard equipment. Even if I am in a wheelchair, I have to wear it." He Zilan refused without hesitation.

Ye Feng locked his eyes tightly on her body, "Believe it or not, I locked up all your high heels."

"I broke the lock."

He Zilan looked up at Ye Feng and smiled harmlessly.

Ye Feng couldn't bear it.

But this made her self-willed, when will her feet get better.

Ye Feng put his arms on her side, wrapped her in his arms, and asked leisurely, "Do you want to provoke me?"

"No... I just... High heels are my life. If I don't wear them, I won't be able to bear it. I feel uncomfortable all over. And all my clothes are matched with high heels."

He Zilan flattened her mouth aggrieved and explained.

Ye Feng put down the medicated oil in his hand, "Then you don't need to apply the medicine, that's it. If you can't wear high heels, you don't have to worry about it. Your parents are responsible for your body, hair and skin, and you have no right to spoil it."

The three views of He Zilan and Ye Feng do not match again.

He Zilan has her own persistence.

Ye Feng also has his own principles.

He didn't like to see her ruining himself like this, and he didn't want to heal her leg so hard that she would just toss about it and not cherish it.

Ye Feng is usually silent at this time.

He Zilan pulled the corner of her mouth stiffly, "Don't be angry, there's nothing to be angry about. I've been wearing high heels since I was a teenager. I really can't live without them. They are my armor, my camouflage."

Ye Feng sighed faintly, "Why don't you take a day off tomorrow instead of going to work, and come to the hospital to accompany me."

"Accompany you? Or do you want to take care of me?"

"Take care of you!"

Ye Feng doesn't like to speak frankly, but this woman likes to listen to frankly.

What a headache.

Sure enough, He Zilan followed suit, and when she heard that Ye Feng was going to take her to work, she rushed over happily, "Okay, then I won't go to work tomorrow, I will accompany you to work."

"It's going to be boring."

"I'm not afraid."

Ye Feng shook his head helplessly, took her leg, covered the prepared medicated oil on her foot, and began to massage.

It hurts.

He Zilan yelled loudly.

Ye Feng gave her a blank look, "Keep your voice down, let the neighbors hear, what do you think we are doing?"

"What are we doing and what does it have to do with them? Anyway, we can't see it, so let them imagine it." He Zilan smiled charmingly.

Really like a goblin, teasing him all the time.

Ye Feng smiled and shook his head.

He really smoked.

How did he fall in love with such a woman?

Crazy.

Every time He Zilan saw Ye Feng's doting eyes, he couldn't bear it.

Really wanted to throw him down.

But he is so abstinent.

If she is always so enthusiastic, he must despise her?

So He Zilan endured it abruptly.

Ye Feng's serious look is really pretty.

Those white jade-like fingers pressed on her feet repeatedly.

Just started to hurt a bit.

The back is much better, and I can even move a little bit.

He Zilan was so excited that she wanted to run around on the ground, "Ye Feng, your hands are really clever."

"You should be lucky. I never treat people's feet. This is what my men do."

Ye Feng is a big name.

Even international celebrities have to line up to see him.

How lucky He Zilan was to be pressed on his feet by him.

Thinking of this, she felt a special sense of accomplishment.

He sighed faintly, and sighed with a half-smile, "Ye Feng, did I use up all my good luck to flirt with you?"

Ye Feng pursed his lips and remained silent.

"So you can't blame me. I have used up all my luck in my life. If you leave me, I will be unlucky every day, and I will have no more luck."

He Zilan hooked Ye Feng's shoulders and said very seriously.

"Yes...you have the final say."

"That's more or less."

Another day.

He Zilan's feet really didn't hurt anymore.

She wore slippers to the dressing room, ready to find a pair of nice high heels.

result!

The door is really locked!

And the password is wrong!

She can't even unlock her fingerprints!

He Zilan cherishes high heels too much, so she specially installed a combination lock in the dressing room.

I regret it now.

This is shooting yourself in the foot.

He walked out of the bedroom with a look of grievance.

Ye Feng had already prepared breakfast, and when she came out with a resentful expression on her face, "I prepared a pair of comfortable shoes for you, and I will change them later."

He Zilan stared at him unhappily, "I don't want it!"

"Don't have to."

Ye Feng forcefully gave her the milk.

He Zilan lay on the table, playing with emotions.

He wanted to blackmail Ye Feng with this.

But no one even looked at her.

"Either flat shoes or slippers, you choose yourself. I'm going out in 5 minutes." Ye Feng became strong, and He Zilan really couldn't stand it.

She sobbed aggrievedly, "You bullied me!"

"Just treat it as me bullying you."

Ye Feng doesn't care.

His face is expressionless and impersonal.

He Zilan knew that it was useless to argue, so she could only compromise obediently.

What's more, he did it for her own good.

Lying on the table, with a look of lovelessness.

This pervert Ye Feng really does what he says, 5 minutes is 5 minutes.

Regardless of whether He Zilan finished eating or not, he just took her away.

He Zilan immediately grabbed the bread on the table, fearing that there would be nothing to eat.

Sitting in the car, He Zilan was still eating bread, her eyes full of resentment.

Hey.

This is the price of flirting with a beautiful man.

He is an extremely self-disciplined person. She is such a casual person, I am afraid that she will suffer in the future.

But she is willing.

When we arrived at the hospital, there was already a long queue outside.

He Zilan's legs softened, "You don't have so many patients to see, do you?"

"Some of them belong to other doctors. I only have ten numbers a day. This is my rule."

These ten numbers are all pre-booked.

And he picked them all.

It is always the patient who chooses the doctor, but this doctor chooses the patient.

However, no matter what kind of person has a background, or ordinary people, they all spend a lot of money to ask him to see a doctor.

But Ye Feng's rules are so strange.

No matter how much money is spent, it is useless to want to jump in line and ask him to see a doctor.

It is said that Dong Yefeng made an exception, and there was only one person.

That is Lu Tingyu.

Gee.

The man in her family is really tall.

Like a reclusive expert, he does not eat the fireworks of the world.

Originally, He Zilan was a little worried that yesterday's public opinion would affect her.

The result has no effect at all.

There are still so many people in the Ye Family Medical Center.

But He Zilan is very curious, why not open a hospital, but open a clinic.

He Zilan ruthlessly studied those Chinese herbal medicines, looking east and west.

Suddenly noticing that someone was staring at her, she looked over wonderingly, and waved, "Hello."

The woman nodded coldly, smiled lightly, and continued to be busy with the matter at hand.