My bodyguard is super cold

"Xing'an, Xing'an!" Shen Huan called Jiang Xing'an's name loudly.

"Ah?" Jiang Xing'an finally came to his senses, he actually wanted to be distracted just now.

But there was no disgusting expression on Shen Huan's face: "What were you thinking about so fascinated just now, I called you several times and you didn't hear it."

"It's nothing, what did you just say?" He didn't hear a word of what Shen Huan said just now, he was thinking about Wen Hongyuan just now, he must be crazy.

Jiang Xing'an quickly pulled his rationality back, that bastard Wen Hongyuan has nothing to think about, it's best to die, if he doesn't die, he will still harm the world! "I'm talking about where we're going. Is there any place you want to go?" Shen Huan asked.

Jiang Xing'an didn't have any ideas, they were all the same to him, there was no difference.

"You decide."

Shen Huan thought for a while: "Actually, I think Russia is not bad. I want to visit Moscow. What do you think?"

Shen Huan looked at Jiang Xing'an expectantly, she is a nice girl, she is not the kind who can do whatever I want, if Jiang Xing'an doesn't like it, then she won't go.

Hearing the word "Russia", Wen Hongyuan trembled invisibly.

Russia, Wen Hongyuan is in Russia.

Damn, what do you want him to do, what is his business in Russia, even if Wen Hongyuan is in Russia, so he can't go!

It has no impact at all, anyway, Russia is so big, it is completely impossible to encounter it.

Jiang Xing'an nodded: "I think it's good too."

"Really? You think so too, so let's make a deal like this!" Shen Huan said excitedly, after all, they are girls, and they always hope to be accommodated.

Although she didn't know whether what Jiang Xing'an said was true or not, she was very happy at the moment.

"Well, no problem." Jiang Xing'an said with a smile.

The relationship between Jiang Yuanbao and Feng Sheng has gradually stabilized, and life is going well. Jiang Yuanbao also resigned from his job in the milk tea shop, and half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

Feng Sheng's hand is almost healed, although there is still a long scar on the palm of his hand, the flesh has grown back, but the scar still looks very penetrating.

Jiang Yuanbao felt very distressed and blamed himself when he saw the scar. If it wasn't for him, Feng Sheng's hand wouldn't have such a problem.

Today was the last time to go to the hospital for an examination, Jiang Yuanbao specially asked for leave to go with Feng Sheng.

After a long examination, Jiang Yuanbao waited outside very anxiously, and finally heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the doctor said that he was completely fine.

"However, if you need to rest more in the future, your hands will not be as flexible as before in a short time." The doctor said that Jiang Yuanbao listened to the doctor's words: "Then what else should the doctor pay attention to in the future?"

The doctor explained all the follow-up precautions, and Jiang Yuanbao memorized them all. Then he took Feng Sheng's arm and prepared to leave the hospital together.