Sister, you miss me

Liu Lanfen wanted to say something, and was interrupted by Yang Feng. He said: "You have been ill for decades, and it is impossible to cure it overnight. Take this medicine twice a day for a week. Before I start school, I will give it to you. Look at it last time."

"Thank you, chairman!" Liu Lanfen bowed.

"From now on, I will call Xiao Feng, you rest, let's go first." Taking Liu Yi hand out, Yang Feng said: "Dean Liu, let's discuss Zhang Dequan's kidney disease..."

Half an hour later, the four of them stepped out of the hospital. The three girls just sat down in the back row of the Grand Cherokee. Yang Feng suddenly turned around and stared at Qin Xue coldly: "Xiaoxue, Zhang Xinyi got you a knife. What's the matter? ?"

Qin Xue closed her eyes, drooping her head, and actually recruited...

Yang Feng's face was green when he heard it: "I've gained a lot of skills, and if such a big thing has happened, I actually got together to lie to me, oh, you all know, I'm alone in the dark!" At the end, the voice said. Improved a full octave.

"Brother...people..."

"shut up."

After being scolded by Yang Feng, Qin Xue's two small mouths twitched, and her eyes slowly turned red, and the crystal clear tears quickly accumulated, with a tendency to overflow from her eyes.

"Xiaofeng!" Wang Bingqian couldn't stand it anymore, and took Chu Chu's pitiful Qin Xue in her arms, "I said, how did you be your brother? Xiaoxue was wronged, so you don't need to comfort her, so you still reprimand her. She, you are so majestic."

"She didn't tell me, how did I know she was wronged?" Yang Feng rolled his eyes, his tone gradually softened.

Ever since I was young, I haven't been so fierce about my sister, and Yang Feng also feels that he's over.

"The reason why Xiaoxue didn't tell you is that you are worried? Now that the matter has already happened and it has been solved satisfactorily, what is the point of telling you?"

Yang Feng turned around and started the car. He drove out slowly. He sighed and said, "Xiaoxue, I'm sorry, my brother didn't protect you well. He was so wronged and yelled at you. It's brother. not good……"

"Brother, don't say it!" Qin Xue sobbed: "I will learn my lesson in the future, and I will not hide anything from you in the future."

The two emotional girls, Xiong Wei and Wang Bingqian, were also moved to tears by their deep affection between brothers and sisters.

Wang Bingqian held up Qin Xue's small chin: "Look, see, it's really pear blossoms that bring rain to me."

"Hate!" Qin Xue left Wang Bingqian's embrace.

"You hate it, it's like a golden mountain, how can I see people?"

Yang Feng sat up straight and found in the rearview mirror that Wang Bingqian was pinching the chest of the T-shirt with two jade fingers. The light-colored T-shirt was soaked in tears, just like a see-through outfit.

Yang Feng couldn't help but smile: "Qianqian, sit in front, I will turn on the hot air and dry it for you."

"Oh, that can only be done."

"I'm sorry, Sister Qian." Qin Xue repeated her hands.

"It's okay." Wang Bingqian stroked Qin Xue's white and delicate face: "If you want to cry in the future, come to my broad and broad bosom."

Having said that, Wang Bingqian took off the crystal flip-flops, flexed her body, and after a lot of effort, she climbed to the co-pilot and sat down, fumbled for a while on the center console, and turned on the hot air.

Suddenly, Wang Bingqian spotted Yang Feng Chi Guoguo's hot gaze, and said without a good voice: "Sneaky, what are you looking at?"

Yang Feng immediately retracted his gaze, concentrated on driving, and said, "I am not sneaky, I am upright."

"Then what did you see? Does it look good?" Wang Bingqian squinted her eyes, and the occasional light seemed unfriendly.

"Actually, I'm studying. In my opinion, your mind is not broad enough! If I want to cry, I have to find someone else..."

"Want to die!" Wang Bingqian immediately showed off her sorrow, barking her teeth and grinning, hitting and pinching.

"Stop, I'm driving, stop!" Yang Feng immediately begged for mercy.

Seeing Yang Feng deflated, Wang Bingqian and Qin Xue laughed so much that they shook their branches and trembling, and Xiong Wei also revealed a shallow vortex.

After laughing for a while, Qin Xue asked: "Brother, where is the next stop?"

"Zhang Xinyi got you a knife. Let's go see your benefactor."

The Grand Cherokee drove into the parking space of the farmhouse, and Zhang Xinyi and Datou greeted them after hearing the news.

However, it was only ten o'clock in the morning, and many private cars had been parked in the parking lot, and the business of the farmhouse was evident.

Zhang Xinyi wrapped her left arm in a package, and her right arm was hung around her neck in plaster.Qin Xue rushed over and took Zhang Xinyi's hand to blame: "Xiaoyi, you were so badly injured, who made you rush out of the hospital?"

"Xiaoxue, I'm fine." Zhang Xinyirou smiled softly.

"You and the big head are really not under the line of fire." Yang Feng smiled and got out of the car, "but, like you, someone will give me a nickname."

"What nickname?" the four girls said in unison.

"Zhou Papi."

Wang Bingqian laughed and said, "You are a capitalist, so you can exploit people."

"I only exploited." Yang Feng blurted out, and immediately walked into the manager's room pretending to be black.

Wang Bingqian's face dripped with blood, and she wanted to kill this unabashed enemy.

Yang Feng leaned Erlang's legs and sat down in the leather swivel chair belonging to the manager. Zhang Xinyi and Datou stood in front of him waiting for his life. The other three girls had time to watch the fun.

"Master Big Head, I have never known your surname or name." Yang Feng started with this question.

"I don't dare to be your surname, Brother Feng, my surname is Fan Mingwei. It's the Wei next to the word Wang. It's the same phonetic and different character as a famous person.

Yang Feng nodded: "Does your injury still feel anything?"

"I'm not a little girl, my skin wounds are nothing!"

"Thank you."

"Brother Feng is serious."

Yang Feng got up and stretched out his right hand, and Fan Wei immediately held it with both hands.

Yang Feng said: "I'd better call you the big head master, so that you can be more cordial. Seeing that Xiaoyi is about to start school, I have to ask you to take care of it."

"Brother Feng, I am thankful that you can afford to see the big head, and it is incumbent to go through the waters with the big head!" Fan Wei's eyes were piercing and loudly.

Yang Feng poked his temple: "Li Hui should be able to come out tonight."

Fan Wei shook Yang Feng's right hand violently, his eyes were reddish, everything was silent.

At this time, a kitchen helper came over and called Fan Wei. Fan Wei said: "Brother Feng, you are here, I'll go ahead."

"hard."

Fan Wei walked to the door a few steps, stopped again, bowed deeply, and then went out.

Faced with Fan Wei's actions, Yang Feng smiled bitterly. He said: "There is a good saying, Qin Hui still has three friends. No matter how bad the person is, there are people who treat him sincerely."

There was silence in the manager's office, and the four girls were thinking about what Yang Feng said.

Yang Feng suddenly stepped forward, holding Zhang Xinyi's shoulders with both hands, and staring at her like this.

Slowly, Zhang Xinyi lowered her head, two red clouds rose on her flawless face, and the red clouds quickly spread to the roots of her ears.

"Big Brother Yang..." Zhang Xinyi bit her lip, complaining in her tone.

Yang Feng couldn't help but smile, and then said sincerely: "Thank you."

Zhang Xinyi raised his eyes suddenly, facing Yang Feng's eyes.

"Thank you for saving Xiaoxue, for that you have suffered such a serious injury."

Zhang Xinyi whispered: "Do you know everything?"

"Sorry, I knew it was too late."

"Don't say that."

"Because of Nongjiale, your injuries are compounded by injuries. I... let me see your injuries."

Zhang Xinyi gave a soft "um" and was pulled by Yang Feng to sit on the boss chair.

"Yang Feng, do we need to avoid it?" Wang Bingqian asked with a smile.

"Sister Qian, don't laugh at me, it's just an arm injury." The blush that had just faded from Zhang Xinyi's face appeared again.

"Xiaoyi, I heard that there is still a bruise on the waist, let my brother show you by the way." Qin Xue said unwillingly to be lonely.

"Xiaoxue!" Zhang Xinyi was shy and found a hole to go in.

"Qianqian, Xiaoxue, Xiaowei, all of you sit down and serve as witnesses to prove our innocence." Yang Feng simply added another fire and teased a few girls.

"Those who are clear will clear themselves." Wang Bingqian said.

"No proof." Qin Xue said.

"There is no silver three hundred taels here." Xiong Wei said.

"Ha, Xiaowei, are you also insinuating?" Yang Feng looked at Xiong Wei.

"Brother, I'm just following the big slip." Xiong Wei made a look that she knew she was wrong.

"The accomplices can't be forgiven." Yang Feng secretly relieved when the smile returned to Xiong Wei's face, and his attention fell on Zhang Xinyi's arm.

Gently opened the gauze, the wound was about an inch wide, just scabs, red like an earthworm.

Seeing such an injury, Yang Feng's eyebrows trembled, angrily and with pity: "How can the one who kills a thousand swords get rid of it? You must not spare him lightly!"

Zhang Xinyi's heart was hot: "Brother Yang, it doesn't hurt, it's okay."

Yang Feng also pointed out that he caressed the scab of the wound. Although there was a slow response, Zhang Xinyi's face was flushed, heartbeat, and breathless with this degree of skin closeness.

"This arm was originally perfect. With this scar, it's like a beautiful jade with flaws..."

Damn, it's too numb!

Wang Bingqian and Qin Xue glanced at each other, and at the same time twisted around, covering their mouths and vomiting.

Yang Feng seemed to have only this scar in his eyes. He was serious: "You can't be violent. I have a responsibility to get rid of this scar for you."

"Big Brother Yang, it's really fine."

"You must cooperate with me and endure some pain."

"Can you really do it?" Everyone has a heart for beauty, let alone a young girl.Zhang Xinyi couldn't help feeling a little excited when she saw that Yang Feng had a confident victory.

"Trust me." Yang Feng picked up a pair of disposable wooden chopsticks and raised his chin at Zhang Xinyi.

Zhang Xinyi didn't know why, suddenly he felt a needle-like pain in the scab-like wound, and then, there was a layer of tiny blood oozing out there.

"It hurts!" Zhang Xinyi exhaled softly, and finally understood Yang Feng's intentions, she quickly bit the wooden chopsticks in her mouth.

The wooden chopsticks snapped into three pieces, and the pain slowly faded.

Zhang Xinyi was dripping with sweat and looked towards the wound with tears in his eyes, only to see the scar soaked in blood.

Then, Yang Feng took out a box of ointment, dipped some of it with his finger, and evenly applied it to the affected area.

The ointment is emerald green with a unique fragrance, and when applied to the skin, it feels cool and comfortable.