Flash Marriage Love: Fu Shao's sultry can't stand it

Perhaps it was because after seeing Fu Sichen and Tang Weiwei, the depression in his heart was aroused, so Mr. Ji simply pulled Tang Weiwei and Fu Sichen to complain about his grandson.

Complaining and complaining, Mr. Ji became a little sleepy because of his old age, rubbed his eyes carelessly, and prepared to go to rest.

Before he was about to leave, Mr. Ji took Fu Sichen's hand and said suddenly: "I, an old man, can't care so much about your legs.

But it just so happens that in a few days, one of the brats in my family will come over, and I'll ask that kid to come over to help you take a look, but I, an old man, dare not guarantee you whether it can be done. "

Fu Sichen nodded and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'm almost used to it, it's good if it can be cured, and it's fine if it can't be cured."

Mr. Ji sighed, and looked at Fu Sichen who was sitting in the wheelchair with some regret.

What a young man, it is indeed a pity to be in a wheelchair all his life because of such things.

But he is an old man at this age, so there is no need to worry about so many things. After all, everything has a destiny. Whether it is good or bad depends on the fate of that person.

After finishing speaking, Mr. Ji went to his house.

After Mr. Ji left, Tang Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief, and hurried to Fu Sichen's side and asked, "Did Mr. Ji agree to help you?"

Fu Sichen shook his head, "Master Ji said that he is old now and his eyesight is dim, so he may not be able to cure me."

Hearing this, Tang Weiwei, who was originally obedient and obedient, suddenly frowned, "That's not right! He treated you so well just now, why didn't he want to treat you?"

Fu Sichen smiled helplessly, and touched Tang Weiwei's hair by the way, "Although Mr. Ji doesn't want to come and treat me by himself, I heard that Mr. Ji's grandson will come over in a while. They should come and help me take a look."

After Tang Weiwei listened, before he had time to breathe a sigh of relief, don't think of another thing, "Didn't you tell me before that some of the grandchildren of Ji's family were engaged in literature, politics, and business, but they didn't study medicine?" ?"

"That's true, but something happened later." Fu Sichen said, "The youngest of the four brothers recently became interested in studying medicine for some reason, so he studied medicine twice. .”

Learned twice?

Tang Weiwei was even angrier now, "It's fine that the old man doesn't want to help you treat your illness, but he even asked a half-baked guy to look at it for you, isn't he playing tricks on you?"

She just saw that old man Ji's attitude towards Fu Sichen was not bad. She thought that old man Ji was a good person, but she didn't expect him to do this!

Seeing the angry expression on Tang Weiwei's face, Fu Sichen felt a little helpless, and couldn't help but think of what Old Master Ji had said to him when he came in.

Mr. Ji is not a cold-hearted person. Although he said a few years ago that he would not help others heal, after seeing his leg again, he still said that he was willing to take a look at it for him.

But after watching it, Mr. Ji shook his head helplessly.

It's not because of the wound that his leg can't move now, but because it doesn't have the motivation to stand up yet.

When the motivation comes out one day, maybe I can stand up.

But when this opportunity will appear, it is still unknown.

But Fu Sichen naturally didn't want to say this to Tang Weiwei.

Because he also knew that Tang Weiwei had been blaming himself for his inability to move his legs during this time, if she really told Tang Weiwei about this matter, she estimated that she would suffer another whole day, but I won't say it again.

Now I can only hope that Mr. Ji's grandson's medical skills are really good, and he can help his useless legs.

After Tang Weiwei finished mumbling, his stomach grumbled a few times before he realized that he was hungry.

After going to have a meal, Tang Weiwei became sleepy again, and fell asleep directly on the bed.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and it was night again in a blink of an eye.

Tang rubbed his eyes slightly, and woke up in a daze. Fu Sichen was sitting beside her reading a book at this time. Seeing her waking up, he said softly, "It's dinner time, do you want to go out for dinner?"

Nodding his head, Tang Weiwei felt a little embarrassed again, "Eat, sleep, eat, what's the difference between my life and that of a pig?"

"Pfft." Fu Sichen laughed, and rumpled Tang Weiwei's messy hair even more, "Even if you are a pig, that's my favorite little fragrant pig."

Fu Sichen's face turned red again, Tang Weiwei patted Fu Sichen angrily, "This is someone else's house! I'm not afraid of being heard if I say those shameless words..."

After hearing this, Fu Sichen did not restrain his movements at all, and continued to approach Tang Weiwei, with a smile that made Tang Weiwei jump wildly: "Then do you like my shameless words, or do you like me?" Don't you like my shameless words?"

Tang Weiwei blushed again, and couldn't help stammering.

What are these words all about!
Of course she likes it, but can this kind of thing be said directly?

Silently pushing Fu Sichen away, Tang Weiwei walked off the bed with his slippers drooping, and changed the subject: "It's already this time, didn't you just say you want to eat? This is someone else's house, let's go there quickly. It won't be good if it gets colder."

Saying that, Tang Weiwei hurriedly ran out like a guilty conscience.

And Fu Sichen, who was behind her, looked at the red ears of the little woman opposite, and felt that his cute spot was poked over and over again for no reason.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Fu Sichen followed suit and pushed the wheelchair out.

After Tang Weiwei went out, she shyly fanned herself to both sides, trying to shake off the heat on her face.

At this moment, she suddenly saw herself on the window.

Immediately, his face suddenly changed.

Because she just fell asleep, her hair has been completely blown off now, and countless hairs are flying in a mess, like a fried lion with fried fur.

His face was red again, Tang Weiwei frantically pulled his hair with his hands, trying to smooth it down.

But the more flustered and flustered Tang Weiwei's hair did not go down as she thought, but completely exploded.

Every strand of hair is pointing straight to the sky, seemingly promoting their resistance to injustice.

When Tang Weiwei saw this scene, her small face suddenly became innocent.

If she is really allowed to go over to eat with such an honor, it would be better to let her kill herself on the spot!