At the beginning, he crossed over to become the cannon fodder villain's father

Seeing Zhao Chengfeng's painful expression, Qin Ruxue asked.

"Didn't Xiuya tell you? It's nothing serious. It's just that something happened to me just now, and it's just that the skin on my shoulder has been scratched." Zhao Chengfeng waved his hand and said indifferently.

Although he said so, the worried expressions on the faces of Qin Ruxue and Xu Xiuya did not decrease much.

It was because this was a hospital that they could feel a little more at ease.

On the other hand, Lin Aotian was much calmer.

He himself is often injured, and in his opinion, this injury is not worth mentioning at all, and as a man, scars are as honorable as medals.

"It's a pity that this is a hospital, otherwise I'll help you sew up the wound, just to repay the favor you gave me last time when you helped me treat the wound." Lin Aotian said.

Hearing this, Zhao Chengfeng's face suddenly changed.

Last time he helped Lin Aotian treat the wound, because it was his first time to sew up the wound, but it made Lin Aotian suffer a lot.

Now hearing Lin Aotian mention it again, subconsciously thought that Lin Aotian wanted to treat him in his own way.

"What's your expression?" Lin Aotian said puzzled, "My suturing skills are very good, not much worse than the chief physician."

At this time, Zhao Chengfeng realized that he had misunderstood, he quickly said haha, and said: "Anyway, I'm already in the hospital, so Brother Lin won't do anything."

"Brother Zhao, let me see your wound." Xu Xiuya said.

Seeing that the three of them looked at him curiously, Zhao Chengfeng didn't refuse.

He untied the gauze, revealing the bloody wound underneath, and said, "Look, I told you all that the skin is a bit torn."

"Liar! It's so serious, why do you say that the skin is broken!" Xu Xiuya's eyes turned red when she saw the appearance of the wound.

Although Qin Ruxue was not as crying as Xu Xiuya, she looked at Zhao Chengfeng's wound with unbearable and worried eyes.

"It's really not serious, it just looks scary. You can see that my hand doesn't affect the movement." Zhao Chengfeng said, in order to increase the credibility of his words, he moved his arm enduring the pain.

Lin Aotian looked at the wound carefully, nodded and said: "Brother Zhao is right, the wound is indeed not serious, there is no bone injury, it can only be regarded as a little skin trauma."

These are all external injuries, so what is considered an intracutaneous injury?Do you have to be chopped off in half like you?
Hearing what Lin Aotian said, Zhao Chengfeng couldn't help complaining in his heart.

But Lin Aotian's words also helped him, when Xu Xiuya and Qin Ruxue heard this, their expressions immediately softened.

"Really? Really not serious?" Xu Xiuya asked.

"Of course, just this little injury, it will heal within half a month." Lin Aotian said indifferently.

Zhao Chengfeng nodded and said: "Brother Lin is right, he will recover soon, don't worry."

After hearing both of them say that, Xu Xiuya and Qin Ruxue let go of their worries.

"Hey, who am I supposed to be? It turns out that a poor friend of a beggar is here." Zhang Jing's sour voice rang out, and it sounded particularly harsh.

"Who is she?" Xu Xiuya asked.

"A psychopath." Zhao Chengfeng shook his head helplessly, he didn't expect Lin Aotian and others to come, but still couldn't make Zhang Jing shut up.

"Are you queuing up to see an eye doctor?"

Qin Ruxue was not used to Zhang Jing's stink, her face turned frosty, and said in a cold voice: "Beggar? Poor ghost? Don't open your eyes and talk nonsense."

Although she was wearing a suit and one-line skirt for the workplace, the materials of the clothes were also very particular, and they were custom-made by a special person. The price of this set of clothes can match the annual salary of an ordinary office worker.

As long as you are not blind, you can see that the fabric of the clothes is expensive.

Xu Xiuya's clothes are not as luxurious as Qin Ruxue's custom-made clothes, but they are also high-end brand clothes.

Lin Aotian's is similar, even if he doesn't care about clothes, he is still the master of Shura Palace, so naturally he can't wear a whole body.

"Tsk tsk tsk, can you pretend to be wearing a few high imitations?" Zhang Jing curled her lips, not paying attention to Qin Ruxue's words at all.

With Zhao Chengfeng's preconceived impression, she also thinks that Qin Ruxue and others are some poor ghosts.

Zhang Jing finished talking about the clothes, then looked at Qin Ruxue's face and figure, her eyes flickered with jealousy, and said, "Look at your virtue, do you have to accompany different men every day? The tail of the coquettish fox is about to leak out." ,nausea!"

"Who are you calling a coquettish fox!" Qin Ruxue was so grown up, and it was the first time she heard someone humiliate her like this, and she immediately said furiously.

Since she was a student, she has always maintained an attitude of being an iceberg beauty and not allowing strangers to enter. Many people have criticized her for being too cold, but no one has ever described her as a fox.

After all, no matter how you look at it, this term has nothing to do with Qin Ruxue.

"Just tell me what's wrong with you. If you dare to do it, you dare not let people tell you?" Zhang Jing said with certainty as if she had seen Qin Ruxue accompany the man with her own eyes.

Then she pointed to Zhao Chengfeng and said: "You are walking with this poor dog who pulls pigs, what kind of a good person can you be?"

"Pig puller? How dare you insult our President Zhao!" Qin Ruxue was about to explode with rage when she heard Zhang Jing's nonsense.

This was the first time she had come into contact with such a shrew who turned black and white.

"Bullshit Mr. Zhao, I'm shit!" Zhang Jing spat fiercely at Qin Ruxue's feet, and said, "A stinking pig deserves to be called Mr. Zhao? Do you think I'm a fool?"

"You! It's unreasonable!"

Not only Qin Ruxue, Xu Xiuya was very angry when she heard Zhang Jing's words.

"This kind of person is still talking nonsense to her, let me tell her how to behave." Lin Aotian's eyes flashed fiercely, and he walked towards Zhang Jing.

As the master of Shura Hall, he is not a soft-hearted person, and he knows that it is useless to argue with such a shrew, only fists can make the latter submit.

"What's the matter, you still want to make a move?" Zhang Jing saw Lin Aotian's stance of making a move, and immediately screamed at the top of her voice: "Killer! Someone is going to kill!"

Seeing this scene, the veins on Lin Aotian's forehead twitched, his true anger had already been aroused by Zhang Jing.

He took a deep breath, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to teach Zhang Jing a lesson.

Just when Lin Aotian was about to make a move.

"benefactor!"

An old man's voice came over.

Then the old man trotted to Zhao Chengfeng, grabbed his hands, and said, "I found you, benefactor! I didn't have time to thank you for saving my life at the gas station. I asked the police for a long time. I just found it!"

Zhao Chengfeng saw that this old man was none other than the pig-pull driver who gave him a ride.

"It's all what I should do, don't be so polite." Zhao Chengfeng said with a smile to the old man.