The wife of the paranoid boss is blackened

Chapter 470 Because I would be... embarrassed.

Chen Xiangman went to the doctor, it was a lie, the owner's wound had already healed.

Just kidding, a seventh-level supernatural being can't die after being hit by five bullets.

She was talking to someone, when she saw Chu Li running over in a panic, although Chu Li behaved very normally, in front of Chen Xiangman, who had studied micro-expression and psychology, she was panic.

"Lili, what's wrong?"

Did the Patriarch bully you? She didn't dare to ask this question.

Chu Li: "Lin Jian's wound is bleeding, and he may need a second operation. Where is the doctor? Go and see him."

Chen Xiangman and the person opposite were silent.

The owner's wound almost healed last night, the second operation?
"This..." Chen Xiangman looked extremely serious, "The doctor has just performed an operation, and he will come as quickly as possible. I will take the doctor next to me to see the Patriarch first."

"Okay." Chu Li asked, "Is the one who operated on him the Great Sage and the Little Sage?"

"Yes." Chen Xiangman replied.

"Aren't they Lin Jian's exclusive doctors? When did they take private jobs in Lin's Group?" Chu Li stood still and did not leave, looking at Chen Xiangman silently.

"..." Oops, I was accidentally told by Lili, Chen Xiangman: "Lili, listen to me, in fact, this matter...is all the Patriarch's plan."

The young man beside her grew his mouth.

Is it really okay to push all the faults on the head of the family?
Chen Xiangman brushed her hair confidently. Of course, this is not good, but she has helped the Patriarch so much, and the Patriarch doesn't care about these small things.

Chu Li originally wanted to go back and teach Lin Jian a lesson, but thinking that he was injured, she couldn't bully a sick patient, so she turned around and wanted to leave. After thinking about it, she took out an envelope from her pocket and handed it to Chen Xiangman.

"Aunt Shen, return this to him."

"What is this?" Chen Xiangman asked.

"It should be a check. He helped me a lot. I will be very grateful to him, so there is no need to use money to attack."

"That's it." Chen Xiangman protracted the end of this sentence, and said meaningfully: "Lili, do you really understand the Patriarch? Giving a check to someone you like, this kind of stupid thing, only a brat can do it Bar."

The head of the family is such a smart person, doesn't he know how to attack people, first attack the heart.

Of course he knew.

So Chen Xiangman bet that the things inside must not be checks.

Chu Li's little finger trembled, and the corner of her mouth forced a smile, "What if it's a check?"

Chen Xiangman spread her hands, "Then I will never help him chase you again."

Chu Li blinked quickly, took the envelope, and walked to Lin Jian's ward.

The young man next to him asked Chen Xiangman, "I'm so curious, Mrs. Shen, what do you think is inside?"

Chen Xiangman: "It can't be a love letter, right?"

Young man: "Why not?"

Chen Xiangman and the young man looked at each other.

Holy crap, the Patriarch is too innocent, or too tricky, to actually write a love letter!

Chu Li took the envelope and pushed to the door of the ward, and saw Lin Jian changing the dressing for the wound.

Although it was almost healed, the wound on Lin Jian's back was very strange. Half of it was healed, and the other half was still bleeding.

Changing the dressing when she opened the door, he was so cunning that he did it on a pinch.

Lin Jian asked without looking back: "Chuchu, you are back, where is the doctor?"

Chu Li said angrily: "I already know, don't pretend to be garlic, where is my paper bag?"

Lin Jian turned her head, her phoenix eyes narrowed, her jaw thinned and stern, and there was a hint of the cold morning mist between her brows, "There is no reason to take back a gift from someone."

Chu Li was originally full of anger, but now she was discouraged, and shouted a bit rascally and coquettishly: "What are you thinking!"

She opened the envelope.

A bony hand grasped her wrist, "Don't look in my face."

"why?"

"Because I'd be... ashamed."

[I feel that this is not a good time to read the letter. Wait a second, hurry up, this letter must play its role, and it cannot be opened casually]

(End of this chapter)