Li Fang followed Fu Nanli to the bedroom on the second floor.
Dean Li thought that Wen Qiao was sick, but he never expected that he was summoned by the young master in the middle of the night to eat dog food.
Wen Qiao's neck was like a strawberry field, and it was almost ready for harvest. Li Fang felt like he had nowhere to look. He checked her blood pressure while glancing around.
The young master sighed from behind: "What are you looking at?"
Li Fang: "Where can I see?"
"You were examining her, but you didn't look at her. Why were you just looking at the lamp?"
Li Fang turned his head and saw that there was a tear at the corner of Wen Qiao's mouth, his face was red, and his eyes were a little dazed. He didn't blame the young master, he really didn't blame the young master.
After a while, Li Fang put down the various instruments and said, "The heartbeat is normal, and the blood pressure is normal. If you are worried, go to the hospital tomorrow for a more detailed examination."
Fu Nanli heaved a sigh of relief: "Got it."
Wen Qiao: "Excuse me, Dean Li."
"No trouble, no trouble."
"Master, if you have nothing else to do, can I leave first?"
"Are you going to watch us sleep if you don't leave?" What kind of unnecessary question is this
Li Fang choked and rushed out quickly.
Although Li Fang said everything was fine, Fu Nanli was not at ease and secretly blamed himself. Would his actions aggravate the shortening of Wen Qiao's seven-day cycle prematurely
How could he not help it
Wen Qiao had already gone to meet Zhou Gong because of fatigue.
Fu Nanli lay down beside her, put his arms around her, and whispered to her, thinking that this little thing was too clingy after drinking tonight.
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It was already half past ten when Zhou Tao finished her wrap party. Jun Ling asked to see her off, and she did not refuse.
When they arrived at the old neighborhood, the car drove all the way to the foot of the apartment building, and Zhou Tao said goodbye to him with a smile.
The sensor light at the door of her house was not working well. She took a bunch of keys from her bag downstairs and climbed a few floors. In the dim light, she was about to insert the key when a man's voice rang out from the darkness: "Have you always been so alert?"
Zhou Tao was startled and looked back. Lu Wenzhou was standing next to her, but she didn't notice him.
There seemed to be a large suitcase next to him, and the light was dim, so I couldn't see what his expression was.
She ignored him, turned around and inserted the key into the keyhole, as if he didn't exist, as if he was air.
"Do you know that if there are any criminals hiding here, they can just carry you into the house when you open the door. Do you think you can be saved if the door is closed?"
Zhou Tao had drunk some wine and had a headache. "Have you said enough, Mr. Lu? Can I come in?"
Lu Wenzhou's eyelids twitched, and he pushed the suitcase in his hand, and the wheels slid in front of Zhou Tao.
"I've brought your luggage, which you left at my place."
Zhou Tao was a little nearsighted. She tried to reach out to catch the luggage handle that was pushed towards her, but her hand missed and the suitcase hit her leg directly.
She reached out to hold the door frame, feeling that Lu Wenzhou did it on purpose.
He couldn't wait to pack her things and brought them over, and even hit her with his suitcase. How much must he hate her
"It doesn't matter whether you send it or not, just throw it away. I don't have much stuff with you. You are so eager to send it to me. Are you afraid that I will go to your place again? Don't worry, I won't go there again. Mr. Lu, don't worry about it."
The suitcase hit her knee. She reached out and rubbed it. It hurt a lot because it hit the bone.
(End of this chapter)