He is more charming than Midsummer

The man stared at her with gloomy eyes. He looked down at Nan Xia. He was attacked by strong hormones, revealing a sharp sense of presence. His deep eyes were full of distrust for her: "I never believed in such a coincidence. You deliberately appeared in front of me yesterday to attract my attention, and today you appeared in front of me as my son's attending doctor."

He approached Nan Xia and sneered: "You look a lot like my ex-wife, why?"

A surge of mad hatred surged in Nan Xia's heart!

wife?

Thanks to Feng Jingxuan being able to say such a thing, he has no right to say that she is his wife!

He never remembers what he looks like.

A person who associates with his lover and kills her is not worthy to mention her at all.

Nan Xia adjusted her emotions, and her nails sank into her palms: "Mr. Feng, as far as I know, your wife has been dead for a long time, and there is no need for me to have plastic surgery to look like a dead person."

Feng Jingxuan frowned: "You really know my wife?"

There was a sneering smile on the corner of Nan Xia's mouth: "Mr. Feng's wife took care of you relentlessly when you became a vegetable, but unfortunately she was not blessed, and finally died of dystocia. Such a deep friendship is not a secret." .”

Feng Jingxuan's eyes flashed a trace of darkness.

He later heard from old man Feng that Nan Xia had paid a lot for him. Even if this woman had a little selfishness, she took care of him for two years.

So after Nan Xia died, he brought back Nan Xia's ashes and held a funeral.

"President Feng, we're back."

At this moment, He Zheng came back with Feng Dabao. He didn't notice the strange atmosphere between the two of them at all.

"Matilda, the young master likes your cooking very much. You still have to come over at night anyway, so you might as well stay here at noon."

Nan Xia shook her head: "No, I live next door."

He Zheng: "?"

"You don't need to come over at night." Feng Jingxuan said coldly.

Feng Dabao was stunned for a moment, pursed his lips, and did not speak.

Nan Xia clenched her fists, with a certain determination in her eyes: "Mr. Feng, have you ever cared about your son? He has been malnourished for a long time because of anorexia. If this continues, his body will collapse.

"It's not something you should worry about."

Feng Jingxuan's lips moved slightly, he doesn't care about his son?Feng Dabao was brought up by him alone. For the sake of his son, he never got married, and visited famous doctors all over the place, hoping that he would recover soon.

Nan Xia tried hard to suppress the anger in her heart: "I'm his attending doctor now, Chenchen likes my cooking, that's what I should worry about."

"Mr. Feng, I have my professional ethics, and I don't allow any mistakes in my patients."

The surrounding atmosphere suddenly became cold, and He Zheng saw the two facing each other tit for tat, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

No one has ever dared to speak to Mr. Feng like that.

Even if she is the young master's doctor, Matilda is simply too much.

Just when He Zheng thought Feng Jingxuan was about to get angry, he suddenly turned his head and asked Feng Dabao: "Chenchen, do you want her to come over?"

Feng Dabao thought for a while and said, "Yes, I like her cooking."

Feng Jingxuan frowned, with dissatisfaction on his face.

He thought Feng Dabao would refuse.

Nan Xia took a step forward: "Mr. Feng, I have been living in Country A and I don't know your wife. If you have objections to me because I look like your ex-wife, it will delay Chenchen's treatment." , at your own risk.”

"I've never had plastic surgery either. This face is natural. Please take back your associations. Mr. Feng, I have no interest in you either."

After she finished speaking, she gently patted Feng Dabao's head: "The medicine is boiled in the pot, it is for sleep aid, remember to drink it."

Feng Dabao wrinkled his nose: "Bitter!"

Nan Xia smiled gently at him: "It's not bitter, I've prepared candied fruit for you, if you're obedient, I'll make you a few extra ribs tonight."

When mentioning ribs, Feng Dabao's dark eyes lit up a little: "Okay."

Seeing the interaction between the two, Feng Jingxuan's frown deepened. Feng Dabao was different from other children. Because he was weak and sick, he spent most of his time in the hospital and Feng's family. Therefore, he was very indifferent to outsiders.

This is the first time he has shown emotion to other people.

After Nan Xia left, Feng Jingxuan said in a deep voice, "I'll ask for all of Matilda's information in half an hour."

"Okay." He Zheng wiped off his sweat and responded immediately.

"When you went to the hospital, was there anything suspicious about this woman?" Feng Jingxuan asked.

He Zheng shook his head, with a blank expression on his face: "No, she gets along well with the young master, I think she is very responsible..."

In Feng Jingxuan's gradually deep eyes, he didn't say the last words.

Feng Jingxuan waved his hand and let He Zheng go first.

He saw Feng Dabao walk to the kitchen, picked up the Chinese medicine in the bowl and drank it all.

In the past, Feng Dabao would hesitate for a long time every time he took medicine.

"Why are you so obedient today?"

"Auntie said she came to make ribs for me after drinking the medicine."

Feng Dabao put on a solemn face, and said seriously: "I still want to eat at night, does she live next door, I want to find her."

He remembered the last time he saw a boy who looked a lot like him.

Feng Jingxuan's eyes darkened, he didn't expect that woman to be so cunning and make his son rely on her so quickly.

"Chenchen, you should go to sleep now."

Feng Dabao opened his clear eyes, and said, "Daddy, Auntie looks a lot like my mommy."

Feng Jingxuan's dark eyes were as deep as a pool, and there was a faint chill in his eyes, he said in a deep voice: "Did she tell you?"

Feng Dabao said: "No, I saw a photo in your drawer, so it's Mommy, right?"

Feng Jingxuan was speechless.

After Nan Xia passed away, he asked someone to check her life, and then he conveniently put the information in a drawer, but Feng Dabao never expected to see it.

He originally intended not to let Feng Dabao know about Nan Xia.

Feng Jingxuan said seriously: "Chenchen, no matter how much she looks like your mommy, she has nothing to do with your mommy."

A trace of sadness flashed in Feng Dabao's eyes: "I know, can't I go see her?"

Feng Jingxuan pursed his lips, he thought for a while before asking: "Do you like her very much?"

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Feng Dabao nodded like shaking garlic: "She smells like Mommy."

Tong Yan Wuji.

Feng Jingxuan couldn't understand what Feng Dabao said, but felt that Nan Xia must have bewitched him.

"If Daddy doesn't want me to go find him now, I won't go, I'll go to sleep, and I can see her when I wake up." Feng Dabao left Feng Jingxuan a back view.

He was very obedient, he took off the little clothes on his body, then put on his pajamas again, and fell into a deep sleep after a while.

Feng Jingxuan's eyes fell on the medicine bowl.

Could it be that the medicine prescribed by that woman is so effective?