Huhua President

"Do you always take care of the wound yourself?" Chen Fangrui asked curiously, watching him skillfully bandage himself.

"Well, let's become a doctor after a long illness." He wrapped the bandage very delicately. According to him, this is the most breathable way of wrapping. "It's recovering well, take care of yourself."

"Sit down and talk." Seeing him rushing away every time after changing the medicine, Chen Fangrui let him stay for a while this time.

Lin Zhenhai stared at her face for a few seconds, sat on the chair beside her, fiddling with the medicine bottle, "What's the matter?"

"Want to thank you!"

The slightly cool wind blows the blue-green curtains, accompanied by her frivolous four words, it sounds like the fragrance of grass only in early spring.

"It's nothing, speaking of it, Sorafi is also responsible for this matter, but I want to thank Chen Meimei for her generosity and letting go of the past."

Listening to his words, Chen Fangrui raised her eyebrows, and immediately asked involuntarily, "Did you study diplomacy or politics in Germany?"

Looking at the people around her frowning slightly, Chen Fangrui couldn't help but smile and said, "If you didn't learn these two things, how can you speak politely?"

"Could it be that you and I are going back and forth 'Tai Chi?'"

Looking at the deep dimple on her left cheek, Lin Zhenhai put the medicine bottle on the table, "Then I'll wait until you recover."

"I hear you shooting at the racecourse every morning. It seems that your marksmanship should be good." Chen Fangrui glanced out the window and said, "When I recover from my injury, how about we compare?"

"My marksmanship is not very accurate. If I hit you again, I will come here day and night to apply medicine and bandage."

"What? Do you think you've suffered a disadvantage?" Chen Fangrui blurted out with a suppressed smile, which sounded a bit coquettish in his ears.

"It's my fault..." He fiddled with the small medicine bottle on the table with his slender but bony fingers, raised his eyebrows and added: "Obviously it's your fault..."

Chen Fangrui's slightly pale face was suddenly covered with a layer of blush, which was brightly concentrated on her cheeks, Lin Zhenhai's heart tightened for a while, he had to admit that this girl would indeed arouse Zhang Nana's jealousy.

She also didn't expect Lin Zhenhai to say such a thing, she was stunned for a long time without saying a word, staring at the smiling person in front of her, he was also looking at herself.

"I'm going to rest!" Chen Fangrui lowered her head to avoid his eyes.

"Have a good rest", he gently pushed the medicine bottle in his hand, and it just happened to fall in her hand. After all, she was still a little girl, but she was just joking, and she was so ashamed that she was at a loss for what to do.

When Lin Zhenhai came out of Chen Fangrui's room, he bumped into Sorafi who was wandering back and forth at the door.

Putting it in his pocket, he asked, "What are you wandering around here again?"

"I... I'm here... to see Chen Meimei's injury!" So Lafi knew something had happened, and felt a little scared.

"You also know to be afraid?" He stood in front of Sorafi, "Come to my room!"

Sorafi hurriedly followed him into the guest room of the Killer Alliance, Lin Zhenhai's temporary bedroom, and asked anxiously as soon as the door was closed: "How is she?"

"He's not dead! The wounds on his face are no longer visible!" Lin Zhenhai gritted his teeth and replied.

"That……"

"Don't worry, Chen Meimei doesn't seem to want to argue with Zhang Nana!" Lin Zhenhai threw the book in his hand on the table.