They all want to save me [Transmigration Book]

After gently closing the door of Lin She's room, Feng Zhengyi stood outside Lin She's room for a long time, silent like a sculpture, without any expression in his eyes.

Until Uncle Wu saw it.

The old man glanced at Lin She's tightly closed door in surprise, then at Feng Zhengyi with a heavy expression, a thick and complicated aura lingered around him, Uncle Wu didn't understand what happened, he only knew that he had I haven't seen the young master like this.

Could it be that it has something to do with the injury of Master Lin She's leg?

Uncle Wu lowered his voice,

"Master, what happened?"

Feng Zhengyi shook his head silently, indicating that Lin She in the room turned around and walked towards his study after taking a rest, followed by Uncle Wu confusedly.

in the library,

Feng Zhengyi sat heavily on the chair, his forehead was supported by one hand, his back seemed to be pressed by something, he was heavy and silent, Uncle Wu didn't know what happened, he frowned anxiously, and opened his mouth carefully,

"Eldest young master, didn't young master Lin She say to go to Teacher Fang's house to make up lessons tonight? Could it be that something else happened."

Hearing Fang Junyi's name, Feng Zhengyi leaned on the back of the chair, he glanced at Uncle Wu, then his voice was cold and hoarse,

"Uncle Wu, there will be no such person as Fang Junyi in the future, so don't mention this name in front of Lin She."

Uncle Wu's heart skipped a beat.

Seeing the young master's rare hostile eyes, and the obvious wrongness when the young master mentioned Fang Junyi, Uncle Wu almost blurted out his anxious and concerned words,

"Eldest young master, what did Fang Fang really do to Young Master Lin She?"

Long before this, he had become suspicious of Fang Junyi under the reminder of the eldest young master, and he insisted on going to class with young master Lin She last night just to observe him.

result……

As the person who was always by Lin She's side, he was not the first to notice that it was the years of living and working in peace and contentment and the status of the Feng family that no one dared to touch now that made him dark.

Feng Zhengyi didn't speak, but at this time, silence is the default.

Uncle Wu's heart skipped a beat, before his anger could rise, seeing the solemn expression on the young master's face, Uncle Wu hastily bent down, respectful and deeply blaming himself,

"Eldest young master, I failed to protect young master Lin She."

He never expected that someone would dare to do something in the Feng family.

Feng Zhengyi shook his head. At this time, he blamed himself the most. If he hadn't been too indifferent to Lin She, how could Fang Junyi dare to do such a thing.

"Fang Junyi's study room will be reorganized from tomorrow, and a new study room will be arranged for Lin She."

"Yes, young master."

Uncle Wu nodded immediately, his slightly bent back straightened slowly, and the old man's kind eyes became indifferent gradually. Feng Zhengyi was unmoved by Uncle Wu's changes, he just crossed his fingers and continued,

"Lin She's leg is injured, please ask Lin She for leave these few days, let him rest at home."

Uncle Wu nodded yes, then Feng Zhengyi thought of Lin She's character, he seemed to place great importance on his studies, and he might not be willing to ask for leave, after pondering for a while, Feng Zhengyi said,

"If he doesn't agree, then you tell him, I will give him tutoring in the next few days."

As for work... for the time being at home.

Uncle Wu opened his eyes slightly.

He even wondered if he was hearing hallucinations. Who doesn't know that the young master wished to live in the company 24 hours a day, leaving early and returning late every day, especially recently, the accumulated work after watching the young master was even more heavy.

Occasionally, Lin She would only see him come back after finishing his make-up lessons, and this was considered to be a relatively early leave of get off work.

At this time, the young master can choose to work at home for the sake of young master Lin She.

Apart from being shocked, Uncle Wu was more dignified—how could the Eldest Young Master care so much about Young Master Lin She all of a sudden?

And what exactly did Fang Junyi do to Young Master Lin She?

These thoughts in his mind passed, Uncle Wu bowed and nodded, "Okay, young master."

Feng Zhengyi waved his hand and asked Uncle Wu to leave. After Uncle Wu left, he hesitated for a moment, but he took out his phone and dialed a number. The other end answered quickly, and a gentle voice came,

"Mr. Feng."

It was Luo Chuyu, the psychiatrist he specially invited for Lin She.

Feng Zhengyi knocked on the table while concentrating his eyes, and whispered to Luo Chuyu on the other side, "Doctor Luo, when are you coming back?"

Luo Chuyu on the other end of the phone raised his eyebrows, why is Feng Zhengyi so anxious all of a sudden,

"Mr. Feng, didn't you agree that I need to accompany my mentor these few days, and it may take two or three days to go back?"

Feng Zhengyi sighed.

Of course he knew, but now that the situation is special, the study that Fang Junyi used must no longer exist, but Lin She was injured in the past few days and needs to recuperate at home for a few days. In this way, the movement of the study must not be hidden from him.

But Feng Zhengyi didn't want Lin She to notice that room full of malicious memories again.

In addition, Lin She always looks normal now, but it is too normal, which makes him worry even more, so he thinks of the psychiatrist he specially invited for Lin She.

The most important thing is that these few days... He needs to deal with Fang Junyi well.

Facing the doubts on the other side, Feng Zhengyi could only explain vaguely, "Something else happened, Doctor Luo, when will you be back?"

Luo Chuyu on the other end raised his eyebrows. He was sitting behind the desk, and the computer on the desk was shining brightly. If Fang Junyi was here, he would definitely be able to see that this was the one he took for Lin She back then. video.

Luo Chuyu stared at the video on the computer, the voice on the phone was always gentle,

"Mr. Feng, if you are in a hurry, then I will deal with the matter in hand as soon as possible, tell the instructor, and go there as soon as possible."

"Thank you, Dr. Luo."

Feng Zhengyi responded, and after hanging up the phone, he leaned on the back of the sofa and waited silently for a while, then another bell rang,

This time, the other end of the phone was Wang Nian who was still at Fang Junyi's home.

Feng Zhengyi calmly and indifferently listened to the report from the other end. After Wang Nian finished speaking, he said,

"Wait for me to deal with it."

"Alright Mr. Feng."

……

The next morning, when Lin She woke up, he saw his elder brother sitting in front of his bed. He was leaning on the chair beside the bed, holding a notebook in his hand, which was given to him by Song Lian.

"Big brother?"

Lin She was extremely surprised. He propped himself up and wanted to sit up. Hearing Lin She's movement, Feng Zhengyi's originally cold expression gradually softened, and the eyes he looked at him became more complicated. He helped Lin She to sit up halfway,

Lin She noticed the faint indigo color in the elder brother's eyes, and some faint red blood in the eyes.

"Brother, you didn't sleep all night, did you?"

Lin She almost blurted out, after all, the elder brother looks so similar.

Feng Zhengyi didn't answer, but lightly touched Lin She's ankle through the quilt, changed the subject,

"How is it? Does it still hurt?"

Lin She was stunned for a moment, and then there was a gleam in his eyes, he pursed his lips, his soft hair looked more cute, he suppressed his joy and happiness, his cat pupils curved,

"It doesn't hurt much."

Feng Zhengyi didn't know if it was true or not, but Lin She's longing for him and his cuteness made him feel full of satisfaction, and he couldn't help touching the boy's soft forehead.

Lin She always suspected that he seemed to smell a trace of blood from his elder brother's fingertips.

"Uncle Wu has already asked for a few days off for you. You have injured your foot these days and it is not convenient for you to walk."

"what?"

It took Lin She a long time to realize what the elder brother said. He widened his eyes and subconsciously wanted to refuse, "But..."

Feng Zhengyi looked at Lin She patiently, waiting for Lin She to finish talking about his worries.

Faced with the unreserved tenderness and worry of his eldest brother, Lin She pursed his lips, and still expressed his worries, "But, I just transferred to another school for a few days, and I will not be able to keep up with the progress of my class."

The boy just woke up, his face was still flushed, he was looking up at him, he looked obedient and obedient, but after all, he still didn't dare to say out loud about things he didn't like, and still only dared to put forward his own shyly ask.

Feng Zhengyi smiled at him under Lin She's anxious gaze, his usual cold eyebrows were gentle and doting, he patted Lin She's shoulder,

"During the few days you asked for leave, brother will give you extra lessons."

Lin She was extremely shocked, his dazed look was rather cute, and his heart softened when he saw Feng Zhengyi.

I don't know since when, when he looked at Lin She, he always had a feeling that he was becoming more and more obedient and wanted to love him. Lin She and Feng Qiwu have two completely different personalities. In Lin She, he finally found the right person to raise his younger brother. Pamper and pamper.

"By the way," Feng Zhengyi pulled out a golden medal from behind like magic, it was the pure gold medal that Fang Junyi took away from Lin She whispering in his ear last night.

"My medal."

Lin She's eyes lit up.

Under Lin She's surprised sight, Feng Zhengyi put the medal back into Lin She's hand. He brushed away the broken hair in front of Lin She's eyes,

"Brother promised you that you will be able to see it as soon as you open your eyes this morning."

Lin She clenched it tightly, his brows and eyes curved happily, and he promised very earnestly and gratefully, "Brother, don't worry, I will definitely protect it this time."

Feng Zhengyi's heart ached because Lin She valued the gift he gave him so much. He sighed in his heart, stared at Lin She seriously, and under Lin She's dark eyes, corrected Lin She's point of view word by word.

"Lin She, the medal is just a gift from me. You don't need to protect it. In my heart, you are far more important than it. Do you understand?"

The elder brother's words were serious and serious, which made Lin She nod involuntarily.

He checked the lost and recovered medal, fearing that Fang Junyi would damage it, but fortunately Fang Junyi was not dizzy enough to buy something for money.

Suddenly, Lin She saw a trace of barely visible blood on the edge of the medal. He looked at it for a long time, then looked at his elder brother strangely, looked around, and finally saw a trace of dark color on the left elbow of his dark shirt.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Lin She was silent, Feng Zhengyi asked gently.

Lin She pointed to the elder brother's left elbow, Feng Zhengyi glanced at it, and wrote lightly, "Maybe it was rubbed there, stained with something unclean."

"Oh."

Lin She nodded obediently.

Feng Zhengyi rubbed Lin She's hair, "Get up, Uncle Wu has already prepared breakfast and is waiting for us." After speaking, he frowned and looked at the position of his elbow,

"Brother, go and change your clothes first, it will be fine in a while."

Seeing Feng Zhengyi's figure leave, the first thing Lin She did was to quickly check Fang Junyi's health to see if the red light was on.

— But don’t let it get cold.