After Assistant Salted Fish was targeted by President Ba

With Fang Chuli like this, he couldn't run around anymore. Wen Ling went to the doctor to ask if there was no major problem before he was relieved.

The doctor explained how to use the medicine, and ordered to remove the plaster in a few days. After taking the prescription, Wenling turned back to the doctor's office at the door.

"Doctor, this scrape medicine... can..."

Pointing to the name of the medicine on the list, he really didn't know how to speak. He hissed in his heart, twisted his neck, and said, "You know that for a young master like him, it is inevitable... some behaviors will be... slightly disturbing. Then a little...too much..."

"You mean sexual/behavioural?"

Doctor, you don't have to be so direct, do you?Wen Ling was startled.

The doctor in front of him pushed his glasses and was very calm: "When he came, there was blood on his sleeve, which should be left by his elbow being scratched when it fell off, but I guessed it because he refused to let the sleeves be opened for others to see. "

As he spoke, the doctor sighed: "Young man, you need to be temperate."

"You're right..." Wen Ling nodded repeatedly.

"Let me prescribe some anti-inflammatory medicine for him, both for internal and external use."

After taking the medicine, Fang Chuli didn't sit in a wheelchair even if he was beaten to death. He grinned, jumped into the car and let out an "ow".

He knew how painful it was just by hearing this sound, Wen Ling was startled, he was concerned about his injury, but he didn't dare to say it, and moved his lips almost inaudibly.

"What are you going to say?" Fang Chuli yelled, with a fierce look on his face, "Shut up!"

Wen Ling: "..."

He and Fang Chuli have known each other since they were born. At that time, the Fang family lived in the old house, and Wenling's grandfather was the old housekeeper in the old house.

The old man, Xi Jing, was also interested in blood ties. At that time, there were several uncles of Fang Chuli in the old house.

Later, Wenling's grandfather and Mr. Fang passed away one after another, and the family moved to a villa near the company.

At that time, Wen Ling had just learned to walk, and Fang Chuli had just been born. Wen Ling's father actually took Wen Ling away from Fang's house for a while.

But not long after going out, there was a car accident.

The young lady from the rich family is not very good at taking care of children, and they are also used to the atmosphere of living with Wenling's family, so they finally found Wenling's mother and son.

From then on, Wen Ling and Fang Chuli began to go to school together, but rarely played together.

He is always the young master, Wen Ling knows that the two of them have different paths, and it is impossible for them to meet the same people.

However, this does not affect their normal private communication.

But all this ended after Fang Chuli returned to China and Wen Ling became Young Master Fang's personal assistant.

He felt that his heart was being torn and grinded a little bit. At the beginning, the two of them would disagree because of disagreement, but it was almost useless. Amid the young master's willfulness, Wen Ling tried to find a reasonable reason to resign.

Originally, I wanted to leave at the beginning of the new year, but now the situation...

Wen Ling hesitated.

His cell phone rang, and it was his mother calling. Wen Ling turned his head and saw that Fang Chuli had fallen asleep in the co-pilot.

After turning up the temperature in the car, Wen Ling put on the bluetooth headset: "Mom?"

"Are you at home?"

"No," he squinted his eyes again to look at Fang Chuli, "he's with Fang Chuli."

"Ah, you two are together," Fang Chuli's mother's voice came from the other end of the phone, she sounded very happy, as if she was as happy as having a new manicure, and said from the side, "then you come back with him soon Come on, stop playing outside, and have a New Year's Eve dinner together tonight."

"Auntie, I..."

"Oh, your mother agreed. Are you two going back to eat during the Chinese New Year? Make it lively. Be obedient and come back with Fang Chuli!"

The sound of pots, pans and pans over there is indeed quite lively.

Chuli woke up in front of the villa, still looking gloomy, not knowing what she was thinking, frowning slightly, looking at the road ahead without speaking.

There were not only the usual people of the Fang family in the room, but also Fang Chuli's sister, Fang Nianxi, who should have returned to China early this morning. She was wearing a bright red dress and heavy makeup. almost up.

"Who is this? Why are you lame? Someone has a rough road?"

She had Zhu Dan in her mouth, and she was peeling melon seeds and watching TV. Seeing Fang Chuli like this, she didn't put down the melon seeds, let alone come to help her.

Fang Nianxi's voice was bright, and everyone was called here at once.

Wen Ling's heart hangs in his heart.

"What's the matter?" Seeing an injury on New Year's Eve was not a trivial matter. Fang Chuli's parents stared, and Wen's mother was even more worried.

"Fall!" Fang Chuli scratched his hair angrily, and went straight back to the room.

"Don't call me when you eat!"

"This young master took gunpowder?" Fang Nianxi blinked at Wenling, "What happened to his foot? Did he really fall? Didn't he owe some kind of love debt and was beaten?"

When the two siblings met, they had a bad face. Wen Ling was used to it, but when it came to "love debts", he still couldn't help his face getting hot.

Fang Nianxi was very kind to Wen Ling, but she couldn't hold her character like dry wood into a fire, Wen Ling shrank his neck, said that he was going to help his mother, and nodded: "It really fell."

"Deserving it."

"Nianxi, you can't say that about my brother."

Fang Chuli's mother is a well-known socialite in the business field. Although it can't be described as gentle and elegant, it would be too fake, but she can also be worthy of the words "knowledge and Dali".

She patted Fang Nianxi's head lightly.

Fang Nianxi took a bottle of water from the incubator, stuck out her tongue and continued watching TV.

"Did it really fall?" Fang Chuli's mother washed the fruit and carried it out, "Is it serious?"

"I fell at the company hotel. I went to the hospital to see it. The plaster cast will be removed in five days." Wen Ling rolled up his sleeves.

Fang Nianxi put his head back again, and winked at him: "I guess that kid sprained his ankle, didn't he?"

As expected, they were siblings, Wen Ling was a little convinced.

"Correct."

As soon as he finished "pairing", the people who were busy in the kitchen dispelled all their worries and went about their own business.

After 15 minutes, Fang Nianxi came back again, calling Wen Ling softly, he was putting the steamed meat in the cage.

"Then the young master called you."

Wen Ling blinked: "What happened to him?"

"I don't know, I'm hesitating, I told you to go upstairs." Fang Nianxi rolled his eyes silently, "He's such a big man, he's still warm every day and short every day."

Wen Ling: "..."

Fang Chuli wanted to take a bath, but the fresh plaster did not get wet. He insisted, "I'm going to take this thing apart."

Wen Ling rubbed his forehead inwardly: "It's only been done for less than an hour..."

"inconvenient."

Then what are you doing with it?Wen Ling slandered, but still only had a professional smirk: "Then I'll call Dr. Wen to dismantle it?"

Dr. Wen is mainly Fang Dong's personal doctor, and sometimes he can be called for minor disasters and illnesses.

"No!" Fang Chuli was awkward, "You help me dismantle it!"

"Me? You drive..." Fang Chuli couldn't hold back his voice, but was choked back by Fang Chuli's stare, "I can't."

"..."

The two of them looked at each other, Fang Chuli's eyes drooped, his anger was filled with grievance, like a stubborn child who didn't ask for candy.

I made a mistake and I have to be responsible, Wen Ling stroked his heart and sighed: "I'll ask."

Said to go downstairs to get the phone.

"Wait!" Fang Chuli suddenly stopped him.

"what happened?"

"I'm going to ask you this morning." Fang Chuli approached Wen Ling, looked at his face with burning eyes.

Wen Ling was apprehensive by such gazes, and couldn't help but take half a step back, realizing that the action of backing up was too guilty, and stiffly froze at the door.

Fang Chuli asked, "When did the corner of your mouth break?"

Fang Chuli asked again: "How did it break?"