Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

The woman by the window didn't make a sound and didn't bother to pay attention.

Fan Xiaozheng gave her some time to evacuate her emotions over there, and after a while, she said again: "Did you also touch the injury on your foot?"

Without waiting for her answer, he raised his hand and pressed the button beside the hospital bed.

After a while, Sheng Xia came over in person, "Mr. Fan?"

Fan Xiaozheng nodded and looked at the woman over there, "show her what's wrong with the injury on her foot, and then the blood stasis ointment."

Pause, then add indisputably, "Right now."

Sheng Xia paused, then nodded quickly, and looked at Ye Liang again, "Then...Miss Meng, would you like to go for a checkup with me?"

Sheng Xia didn't know that she was injured, she went to the office just now, didn't she see it?

But the voice of the man over there came again, "It's right here."

check here?
There is no way, Sheng Xia can only listen to him.

Yeliang can't stand for long, and her toes also hurt when she stands, and the longer she stands, the stronger the feeling.

Folding back and sitting on the chair, he took off his shoes voluntarily.

In winter, the socks are made of cotton, and they are wrapped tightly, and since she goes out early in the morning, her toes really hurt right now.

"Is this a broken bone?" Sheng Xia looked at it, and her soft eyebrows frowned all of a sudden, "It's not healed yet, why did you remove the plaster cast? How dare you run like this for a long time without your feet?"

Sheng Xia was really worried, her brows were tightly knit together, "Don't underestimate it as just a small toe, some people are directly paralyzed because they don't pay attention to it!"

When Fan Xiaozheng heard this, his face became gloomy, "Is it serious?"

Sheng Xia was so anxious just now that she forgot that there was another one on the hospital bed. Seeing the man wanting to get off the bed at this moment, annoyance rose from the bottom of her heart, "Don't move around, the current situation is not suitable for getting angry, nor suitable for getting angry, it's better to be quiet Lie down."

So she didn't know where to go.

But Fan Xiaozheng is not such an obedient person.

Although it was a bit strenuous, after lying down for a while, his physical strength recovered well. He got off the bed and walked to the sofa over there.

Eyes fell on her toes.

The toes, which were originally white and delicate, still looked swollen at this moment, the purple bruises were visible to the naked eye, and the skin was broken in more than one place.

Fan Xiaozheng remembered that she sprained her ankle last time, but this time it was only now that she saw how serious it was.

The complexion is already ugly, "You have nothing to do to attack your own flesh and blood, huh?"

Yeliang ignored him, but said to Shengxia: "It's okay, go back and spray some medicine."

Sheng Xia disagreed, "It's better to put back the plaster, it can't be solved by spraying some medicine, you have to be responsible for yourself."

"Hit." The man dropped a word coldly.

It just so happened that she didn't want to go anywhere this week.

The series of 'surgeries' on her toes were all done in Fan Xiaozheng's ward because he had to keep her in sight.

After the ointment for removing blood stasis was brought, Fan Xiaozheng took the medicine and said, "Let's all go out."

Sheng Xia led everyone back out.

There were only two people left in the room. He rolled up her sleeves, carefully applied the medicine to her, and asked in a deep voice, "How did you get the injury?"

The woman said nothing.

Fan Xiaozheng looked up at her for two seconds, "Guan Zimin?"

Then he pulled his thin lips, "Which time can I be fine without you? How about a three-year-old child who still wants to draw a line?"

"When you don't need a driver for a week, make way to practice your driving skills, so as not to cause accidents later." He said self-consciously.

Only then did Ye Liang speak: "Mr. Fan's free driver, I can't use it all the time, I will hire a driver myself."

The man's thin lips sarcastically said, "Then ask the driver to go with you..."

He thought the word 'death' was ugly, so he didn't say it, his eyes fixed on her deeply, "Either agree to this matter, or accept Xingchenwan for free, you choose."

In other words, "I accept Lu Ye as a driver, and you accept that bank card?"

The man lowered his eyebrows and rubbed the medicine intently, and said, "I'll give you the original price."

At the end, he suddenly thought of something, covered the lid of the ointment, and looked at her, "What is the password of the bank card?"

If he remembered correctly, she said, it was the wedding anniversary?
Ye Liang only said: "I forgot the card in your living room, I will transfer 1000 million when I get it back, and I will give it to you after I change the password."

The man opened his lips, "Tell me the password, and I'll turn it back for you, same."

She turned to look at him.

Then smiled, "You don't remember the date."

A firm tone.

Fan Xiaozheng's expression changed subtly, because he really didn't remember the date of the wedding day, but if he knew the depth of his entanglement with her at that time, he would definitely remember it very clearly.

Ye Liang set such a date mainly because he couldn't think of anything else. His birthday seemed too deliberate, and her birthday was even more hypocritical.

Finally, such a day was chosen.

Unexpectedly, he actually had no impression at all. She didn't know whether it was irony or self-deprecation, she smiled, "It's okay, I'll change it for you."

"I asked Mama Zhang to put the card away." He said simply.

Finding out the date of your wedding day is not difficult.

Ye Liang was obviously dissatisfied, and frowned at him, "Do I have to listen to you now?"

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, "Not all, at least about the bed, I dare not force you."

She couldn't find the words to retort.

When Shengdong's lunch was delivered, the atmosphere between them happened to be so quiet that there was obvious disharmony.

"Miss Meng." Sheng Dong took the initiative to say hello, his tone sounded ordinary, but there was always a hint of respect in it.

Afraid that Fan Xiaozheng would notice something, she glanced at him, but his reaction was normal.

Fan Xiaozheng's food is very light now, which suits her taste, but she doesn't eat much, so she put down the tableware after a while.

Fan Xiaozheng looked up at her, "Not to your liking?"

"I'm full." She said lightly.

The movement of his hands also stopped, "Are you full?"

Ye Liang frowned slightly, seeing that he didn't take it anymore, but looked at her and said, "Medicine."

She didn't move, but looked at him, "How do you take medicine after eating so little?"

When she had just eaten, she ate first, and he sat there not knowing what to think about, and it took him a long time before he started to move his chopsticks.

So speaking of it, there is not much difference between him eating and not eating.

The nature of this medicine is special, and it hurts the stomach more than ordinary medicines. It is impossible for her to just allow him to take it.

The man is kind and easy to talk to, "Yes, you can eat more, and I will eat twice as much as you. Either you feed me, and you have nothing to do anyway."

Ye Liang smiled, "Fan Xiaozheng, are you still shameless?"

If it wasn't for that bit of guilt, she would have slammed the door and left.

Fan Xiaozheng hooked his lips, "After all, there is not much room for this face."