Just liking is not enough

He took off his old trousers, put his hands in his pockets, and went upstairs.

Kai frowned slightly. He had never been humbled to anyone in his life. He was about to stop Yuan Fang when Yuan Hai said calmly beside him, "Our young master has been arrogant and arrogant since he was a child. The thing he hates the most is Being played around by others seriously damages his self-esteem, Mr. O'Malley, you are stepping on a minefield."

Kai was taken aback, turned his head to look at Yuan Hai, and saw anger in the other party's eyes, knowing that the two brothers really had a very good relationship, and Yuan Hai obviously couldn't get used to people who bullied Yuan Hai, so if he said anything at this time, I'm afraid it would only make him feel angry. Deterioration in form...

For the first time, the leader of the dignified O'Milly family was shut at the door, and had no choice but to retreat.Standing up, Kai took another look at the stairs, and took Mixiu out.

This time, Kai really came to Zasifah, so coincidentally, when he chased him far away, there was news from Mixiu, saying that he had found the entry and exit information of Sifa, and his destination was Hong Kong.

I don’t know if it’s fate or a coincidence, but in the end he came to Hong Kong with Yuan Fang, saying that in Hong Kong he must rely on Yuan Fang’s cover. He admits that half of it is really to teach Yuan Fang a lesson, which is always conceited and arrogant, secretly looking forward to the man’s success There was a look of astonishment on Yangyang's face, but he also looked forward to seeing the various rich expressions of this little guy.

But now... Although Kai didn't want to admit it, the stuffy feeling in his heart reminded him, as if... he had a little regret.

It's not like he hasn't seen Yuan Fang angry. When he blows his hair, he can do it by beating, swearing and biting, making the room a mess, throwing pillows and vases, just to punch him in the face.

But this time, he also knew that Yuanfang was really angry. Unlike before, the extremely angry Yuanfang just didn't speak or make any movements, but that made Kai even more unbearable, that cold gaze, The attitude of ignoring his own existence, there is no emotion on the perfect and delicate face, and those vivid expressions are gone.

"Brother?" Mi Xiu looked at him from the side, "You've been in a daze since just now..."

"...It's nothing." Kaiwei frowned, calmed down, and tried to focus on investigating Xifa, "Let all the leaders in Hong Kong come over, I want to have a meeting."

"Yes."

……

The next day, the sun was shining brightly, as if nothing had happened to a new day.

The curtain was opened by Yuan Hai, Yuan Fang muttered a few words in dissatisfaction, and slowly opened his eyes.

What catches the eye is a familiar room, familiar furnishings, and familiar smells.

Although Yuan Hai's voice is always faint, it carries a hint of heart-warming warmth.

It was only after she woke up that she was no longer in Italy, not in Goethe's room, and there was no inexplicable harassment from that man, and she would not be let off to sleep after being exhausted.

It was a miracle that most of his anger had dissipated yesterday. In the past, if someone dared to belittle his dignity, he would never forgive that person again. From a certain point of view, Yuan Fang held a grudge.

But when I woke up today, I unexpectedly missed the faint smell of tobacco on that person.

Shaking his head, thinking that he was drowsy, he stood up and yawned. The injury on his right shoulder was almost healed, but he still had some inconvenience.

"Today I arranged for you to go to Wanbaotang to see Mr. Xie." Yuan Hai helped him fold the quilt, and his dark brown hair looked very beautiful in the sun, "You go and show him the wound, this kind of injury, early Let Mr. Xie see, it will be finished within half a month, how could it take so long."

Yuan Fang laughed, and while agreeing, he rubbed his hair and went to the bathroom.

After breakfast, Yuan Hai drove and took him to Wanbaotang.

Bai originally wanted to go, but Yuan Hai threw it to his family and asked him to report to the master what happened during this period in detail.

Thinking of Bai tearing up like an abandoned puppy, Yuan Fang almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

"What are you laughing at?" Yuan Hai glanced at the rearview mirror and asked.

"No." Yuan Fang hooked the corner of his mouth, turned his head and looked out of the car window, "We finally met, why don't you let Bai follow you."

Yuan Hai was taken aback for a moment, his always cold face showed some embarrassment and unnaturalness.

"What nonsense...he still has his own duty to do."

"Tsk." Yuan Fang curled his lips, "I really don't know what you think, if you lose Bai alone for so long, I don't believe you can't see their kindness, if you don't accept it, I will help Bai find a good woman, and when the time comes... You have no place to cry."

"..." Yuan Hai pursed his beautifully shaped lips, but he didn't speak, as if he didn't hear.

Yuan Fang waited for a while, before Yuan Hai could speak, he turned his head and glanced at the front seat, saw the man's obstinate side face, stubbornly tense, sighed, Yuan Fang shook his head.

The car stopped at the entrance of Wanbaotang, Yuan Fang got out of the car first, Yuan Hai gestured through the car window, indicating that he would find a place to park.

Yuanfang nodded, turned around and walked towards Wanbaotang first.

Wanbaotang has been a well-known pharmacy since the Ming Dynasty. It moved to many places in the Qing Dynasty. In the unknown small streets, there are low bungalows all around, and they are not necessarily gorgeous or noble.

The red-lacquered gates in the old style are inlaid with tiger-head door buttons, carved pillars of dragon and tiger fighting, supporting the four corners of the eaves, and ancient style wind chimes are hung under the eaves. It makes a muffled sound when raised.

There is a plaque hanging above the red-painted door, which has lost many colors due to the wind and rain, and some places have cracks. The three characters of Wanbaotang are engraved on it.

Yuanfang walked around the main entrance with ease, walked in from the alley on the side, and reached the side door, and sure enough the door was not closed securely, and it opened with a "squeak" when pushed.

Entering through the side door is the garden behind Wanbaotang Pharmacy, a small space in a courtyard, planted with loquat trees and tall ginkgoes.

Walking leisurely in the distance, as soon as he reached the middle of the courtyard, he heard the sound of wind blowing behind his ears, which was rapid and precise.The corner of Yuan Fang's mouth curled up, his body didn't move, he just tilted his head slightly, and an ivory bone fan flew over by scraping the tip of his hair, and fell to the stone floor in front of him.

Afterwards, someone from the right attacked with a palm, turned his heel in the distance, stepped back, let the person pass first, and when the person came close, suddenly stretched out his left hand, and slashed at the waist of the person with the knife.

The opponent actually turned over in mid-air, face up, clasped Yuan Fang's left hand with both hands, Yuan Fang was stunned, but it was too late when he wanted to withdraw his hand, the opponent fell over his shoulder as soon as he landed, Yuan Fang followed the trend and turned over. Get out, before you can stabilize your figure, the other party has already swept over.

One after another, without letting people take a breather.

Far Fang let out a "tsk", supported the sweeping legs of the incoming person with both hands, and with a short amount of strength, passed the opponent's shoulders lightly like a low-flying swallow, and then tapped the back of the opponent's head with his hands.

"Hmph." Yuan Fang laughed, "You lost..."

Before the words fell, the figure in front of him disappeared in a flash. Yuan Fang felt bad, but it was already too late. The enemy who had picked up the folding fan flashed to Yuan Fang's injured right shoulder, and was about to slap it lightly and skillfully. , but his arm was caught in the air.

The folding fan stopped abruptly less than one centimeter from the wound.

Yuan Fang heaved a sigh of relief, turned his head, and saw Yuan Hai grabbed the opponent's arm, with no expression on his face.

"Mr. Xie, I seem to have said that Yuan Fang injured his right shoulder."

"Really." An old hoarse voice laughed dryly, "I'm old, I thought it was from the left."

Yuan Fang walked to Yuan Hai's side, and made a face at the old man, "Don't lie, it's clearly aimed at my right shoulder!"

"Ha." The old man smiled emotionlessly, withdrew his grasped hands, and walked towards the stone bench under the ginkgo tree with his hands behind his back, "You have the nerve to say that people who come out of my place are so easily Injured, it's really embarrassing to throw it at the ancestor's house."

Yuan Fang wrinkled his nose and muttered in a low voice, "I knew you were here to punish me..."

"Dare to talk back?"

"No……"

The person who dares to shout to the distance is the current head of Wanbaotang, Xie Ying. The old man has a good kung fu and is proficient in medical skills, so he is honored as Xie Lao. No matter how powerful people are in Hong Kong, look at him, Also be in awe of three points.

Yuan Fang, Yuan Hai and Bai were taught kung fu by Xie Ying himself when they were young. Among the three, Yuan Fang was fond of playing, fishing for three days and drying the net for two days. His kung fu was not as good as Yuan Hai and Bai, but after going out of Wanbaotang, Far away has never lost.

This time Xie Ying also heard Hai talk about Yuan Fang's injury, so he naturally wanted to punish this apprentice.

"Come here." Mr. Xie sat down on the stool and turned his head to look at the distance. Although the distance is not afraid of anything, but the shadow of being tortured by this master in childhood is still there, so he can't help being a little afraid.

The old man seemed to have not changed much from a few years ago, with a serious and rigid face, silver hair all over his head, thin wrinkles around his eyes, and sharp thin lips. Stepping on a pair of cloth shoes, and sitting down with the robe lifted, it looks like everyone else, and the others will lose a lot in terms of momentum.

Yuan Fang sat over cautiously, was grabbed by the old man and turned back, stretched out his hand to hold his shirt, and exposed most of his arms.

"Master..." Yuan Fang was helpless, "You should be gentle, it's like killing a pig..."

The old man glared at him, and before he could speak, there was noise from the pharmacy in front, and then a clerk from the pharmacy rushed over.