After sending Ah K and the others away, Feng Ling was going to get something from the training ground before returning to his residence when he saw Han Jin passing by from a distance.
She said hello to Han Jin and wanted to turn around and go away, but when Han Jin saw her, he asked directly: "Huh? Feng Ling, you didn't go out?"
"Instructor Han." Feng Ling nodded to him: "I'm not interested in too lively occasions, so I didn't go."
Han Jin smiled: "That's just right. The boss's injury on his arm needs to be replaced with dressing later. You go to the infirmary to get the medicine for him and I will go directly with the boys from the first team. This will also save time. "
"Is the boss's arm not healed yet?" Feng Ling asked. Seeing that Han Jin didn't respond, he added: "I mean, doesn't Miss Wen massage him and apply medicine every day? This should be fine. soon… "
Han Jin raised his eyebrows: "How can he be massaged and given medicine every day? Since the boss was injured, he has not gone to the infirmary more than three times in total. Twice, we were worried about his wound infection and urged him to go. In the past two days, Xiao Xu and I went to get the medicine, and the boss changed the medicine in the room alone. Besides, it is impossible for the boss to treat Miss Wen... "
When the words came to his lips, he suddenly stopped the car.
Take a closer look at Feng Ling, whose eyes don't seem to have any fluctuations. If you think about it carefully, Feng Ling has been in the base for many years. He is the type who doesn't ask too many questions about anything, and is not interested in anyone or anything. His heart is as calm as water. It’s as if there are no emotions or desires.
But seeing how she is now, it is rare for her to listen more to someone's affairs. In addition, when the boss went to the infirmary that night, Feng Ling seemed to have followed him.
Han Jin suddenly let out a long sigh: "Oh, what should I say about this matter?"
Feng Ling originally thought he was just saying that the boss's injury was not healed yet, but he suddenly changed his tone: "What?"
"Hey, I don't know what to tell you."
"Speak directly." Feng Ling looked at him, and there was clearly something behind his words.
Han Jin shook his head and sighed: "Actually, Miss Wen is really nice, but the boss seems to have an unresolved engagement at home. Secondly, he has never been very interested in Miss Wen. He just regards her as Dr. Wen's sister. Or treat her as a friend, Miss Wen is in such a state that she is careless and ruthless, and it makes me feel sad to think about it."
Feng Ling raised his eyes and looked at him: "Don't Boss Li like Miss Wen?"
Han Jin kept up his efforts: "Yes, we also think the boss should like her. As the saying goes, women chase men, and Boss Li's tough-minded tenderness should be melted by Miss Wen's finger-twisting tenderness sooner or later. , I think Ms. Wen is also very patient. She knows that Boss Li doesn’t like to make the relationship between friends too complicated, so she has been quietly accompanying her as a friend. I think if she continues like this, she may Sooner or later, I will become Mrs. Li."
Feng Ling turned to look at the things in the training ground next to him with an expressionless face and said nothing.
Han Jin grabbed her shoulders seriously: "Feng Ling, let me tell you, you must not tell the boss and Miss Wen what I just said, and don't ask any questions when you go to the infirmary to get medicine later. When the boss is applying the medicine, you should be quiet and speak less, so as not to instigate this relationship that is about to get closer, do you understand?"
"Okay, I won't talk nonsense." Feng Ling said in a low voice.
"Then you must pay attention, we are all still waiting for Miss Wen to become Mrs. Li." Han Jin seemed to be a little excited: "There are not many people who can be treated patiently by the boss, and Miss Wen is one of them. This kind of good fate should really be cherished by them, don’t you think?”
"Yes." Feng Ling's tone remained calm: "Boss is usually very indifferent to people, and he is also very patient with Miss Wen. Unlike us, when we call him, he doesn't react at all..."
Seeing her indifferent attitude, Han Jin suddenly became anxious and slapped his thigh: "Oh, that's not what you are talking about. Not to mention that the boss is usually impatient with other people. It seems that the boss has not shown up after so many years." Go up there and take a bullet for someone without risking your life!"
Feng Ling looked up and was stunned.
Han Jin smiled and leaned into her ear mysteriously: "Actually, sometimes, patience is equal to politeness, politeness is equal to alienation, and alienation means no relationship. In fact, the boss's attitude towards internal and external affairs has always been very obvious. It’s just that there’s a lump in our base that we haven’t been able to figure out yet.”
After Feng Ling finished listening, she looked at him as if she didn't understand: "Where did the elm knots come from?"
Han Jin: "..."
Headache.
Suddenly, I understood exactly what the boss was so angry about every day.
If this guy was a woman, maybe just throwing her on the bed would solve the problem.
But now even if I want to throw it on the bed, there seem to be other more important problems to solve.
For example, the question of who is on top of two men and who is on bottom...
"By the way, I noticed that the boss seems to be particularly displeased with you recently. Do you want to ease the relationship with the boss?" Han Jin asked again.
Feng Ling raised his eyes: "I think so."
"There are several bottles of wine in my room that I have collected for several years. Drinking is not allowed in the base, so I have kept them until now." He said as he handed her the key to his residence: "You can drink him two bottles tonight." Let’s drink wine and see if we can resolve the conflict.”
"Why do we need to drink to resolve conflicts?"
"You don't understand this. Conversations between men require atmosphere. When you are sober, you probably won't even fart. Only when you drink too much can you know what the boss is thinking. Listen to me and drink. Take it and go to the cafeteria to ask for a few plates of side dishes."
"The boss probably won't accept the wine and food I send."
"It doesn't matter whether he accepts it or not, it's up to you if you send it, and it's up to him whether he accepts it or not. It's better than being in a stalemate like this now and training you like a machine every day, right?" Han Jin said while cheering. He patted her on the shoulder as if: "Believe me, as long as you have the ability to get the boss drunk, you can solve many doubts in your heart!"
"But-"
"But what but! Do you have to lie down on the training ground as tired as an ox every night? If you get a chance, just go. How can a drunk boss escape from your grasp?"
Feng Ling: "..."
Somehow, I felt that Han Jin's words had another meaning.
But she didn't understand what it meant, so she just looked at him with some confusion.
Seeing Feng Ling's semi-comprehensive look, Han Jin used his moves again.
"Here, let me give you another trick."
"Didn't you succeed in going on a mission in women's clothing last time? If you change into women's clothing again and go to the boss, the boss will definitely be upset when he sees you like that."
"... Why am I wearing women's clothes when I'm so good?"