When he returned to the hospital, Zhang Feng entered the healing mode. Xue Chen treated him as a paralyzed patient. He couldn't get up even when lying in his vagina. His whole body was wrapped in bandages, even if he was not injured.
"I don't know how the medical staff was bought by her!"
Zhang Feng frowned deeply as he looked at his mummy-like appearance.
If it weren't for the face, the whole person would really be a mummy.
"Ah, take medicine."
On the side of the hospital bed, Xue Chen was holding a bowl of medicine that he didn't know anything about, and he was holding a spoon in his hand, and he brought the spoon to Zhang Feng's mouth as if he were taking care of a child.
"What the hell?"
Zhang Feng frowned again, and the needle-shaped patterns appeared.
"Can you eat it?"
It means that Xue Chen, who changed his face in one second, had a gentle face in the last second, like a beautiful bubbling mother, and in the next second, he will be transformed into a witch, the kind that can put you on your face without taking medicine.
"I feel like Wu Dalang!"
Zhang Feng smiled reluctantly, and what he said made a few girls angry.
There was obviously anger on Xue Chen's face, but a smile appeared in the next moment, beautiful and charming, still showing chilling anger.
"Eat or not, you choose, at your own risk!"
Without the last four words, Zhang Feng would not take the medicine given by Xue Chen even if he was killed. When he was a child, he was often tossed by Xue Chen, and he was really scared.
"If I don't eat, what are the consequences?"
Zhang Feng asked with a smile.
"If you don't eat, I will call Xiao Ye Zi and ask her to fly over to serve you with your medicine!"
Xue Chen responded with a smile, and then sent the spoon containing the unknown sex to Zhang Feng's mouth.
Zhang Feng instinctively dodged, but he was wrapped up like a mummy, stretched all over his body, uncomfortable, and finally had to give up.
"I don't want you to toss Xiaoxuan!"
Zhang Feng finally chose to compromise and opened his mouth.
Then, Xue Chen stuffed the spoon into Zhang Feng's mouth with ease.
That's right, it's just stuffing, she wouldn't serve people at all, the reluctant consequence was that the spoon almost pierced Zhang Feng's throat, causing him to vomit on the spot.
"You want to kill me?" Zhang Feng glared at Xue Chen.
Xue Chen didn't care, with a sweet smile on his face, he took another spoonful of decoction with a spoon and delivered it to Zhang Feng's mouth.
"What kind of medicine is it?"
The last spoon was poured directly into his throat, and Zhang Feng didn't taste the taste at all.
"You just eat it, can I still murder my husband?"
Xue Chen blinked at Zhang Feng, and the charming amorous feelings were released, with a deliberately seductive feeling.
Zhang Feng swallowed his saliva, but he was a little moved.
Ever since Chang Wenxin fell asleep, he has become more and more unable to control his emotions, as if some kind of switch was passively turned on, releasing the devil in his heart.
"Gudong!" The sound of drooling made Zhang Feng blush.
"Chuck..." Xue Chen chuckled, squinting his eyes and leaning down, completely ignoring his neckline. He said in a voice that can be convulsive: "Little milk dog, do you miss my sister?"
Little milk dog
Zhang Feng almost exploded on the spot.
It's okay to say that he is a big wolf dog, just can't say that he is a little milk dog, it is simply an insult!
It's a pity that being angry doesn't do anything to Xue Chen. She is nicknamed the Witch, and she does whatever she wants, acts recklessly, and doesn't care about other people's feelings.
"Little milk dog, give my sister a smile!"
"Little milk dog, open your mouth, ah..."
"Little milk dog, is the Sydney lung nourishing soup delicious? You have inhaled a lot of gasoline burning smoke, and you need to cleanse your lungs."
Well, it turns out that the unknown decoction is Xueli Lung Decoction.
"Not sweet at all!"
Zhang Feng gave up resisting and looked out the window with his head turned.
Xue Chen put down the soup bowl and forced Zhang Feng's head to face him. He looked at him for a while in admiration, and then kissed Zhang Feng on his mouth, stunned Zhang Feng.
"you… "
"Don't think about anything these days, my sister will take care of you, and when you get better, let's go home!"
The soft and soft words completely crushed Zhang Feng's willpower, and like a little milk dog, he obeyed all the arrangements of Xue Chen.
The days in the hospital are quite comfortable, but the philippines is a mess.
The seven top tycoons were either killed or fleeing. Zhang Feng's reputation has almost become synonymous with the devil, shocking every Philippine countryman.
Someone threatened revenge, but nothing happened.
Someone took advantage of the chaos and tried to snatch the power vacuum left by the seven big bosses.
Then, the Philippine country was in chaos, and there was almost no fighting.
Intermittently, new eldest brothers pushed up, and soon they were killed by others and took their place.
In just one week, more than a thousand people were killed or injured.
Gradually, the people of the Philippine rivers and lakes forgot about Zhang Feng and robbed the site, leaving behind a bloody storm.
And Zhang Feng, after resting in the hospital for a week, finally embarked on the plane to return to China.
It was still a private jet with a vortex. The flight attendant was very beautiful and looked like a big celebrity. It was a pity that she didn't enter Zhang Feng's eyes, and the flight attendant was full of resentment.
"Hey, little milk dog, this is not like you, who turns a blind eye to beautiful women!"
Xue Chen leaned over and muttered in Zhang Feng's ear, his tone full of ridicule.
Zhang Feng turned around blankly and asked aloud, "What beauty?"
"Ah, you really didn't see it."
Xue Chen looked surprised, and pointed out his small white hand, "I see it, that's a good figure, double S-curve, peach buttocks, long legs, long neck, like a swan, and it looks sweet. , Much more beautiful than those artificial face net red!"
Zhang Feng is a man, how can he not find out if he is so full of power
Turning his head and looking intently, his eyes shined straight.
Men are just by nature, appreciating beauty does not mean possessing.
"Haha!" Xue Chen changed his face and sneered twice.
Zhang Feng was amazed, and quickly retracted his gaze, and said in a pensive manner: "Speaking of which, why do I feel a little familiar?"
"It's not familiar to me, I've grown up with the cockroach, and come to grab a man from me!"
Xue Chen looked upset, and he didn't plan to pay attention to Zhang Feng, a man who had forgotten his meaning.
"Uh..." Zhang Feng was embarrassed, touched his nose, and continued to look out the window.
He didn't have any impression of him, but he was about to get home. He was so close to his hometown that he was a little dazed and at a loss.
If Xiaoxuan knew that she was murderous and injured so badly, I don’t know what her expression would be...
"Huh, you forgot the little jerk?"
Seeing no movement from Zhang Feng, Xue Chen couldn't help turning his head to look at him, with a look of surprise on his face.
Zhang Feng shook his head: "No impression."
"I go!"
Xue Chen screamed, jumped up and waved to the long-legged stewardess, "Smelly follower, Zhang Feng has forgotten you a long time ago, do you have the urge to jump off the plane?"
(End of this chapter)