Indulgent Husband and Sweet Wife

Seeing Ai Changhuan doing this, Lu Zhanke's heart softened and he said nothing. It was a big deal for him to prepare breakfast early tomorrow.

He settled Feng Jinghe in the Walker Hotel nearest to his home, and then Ai Changhuan and Lu Zhanke returned home.

Although Ai Changhuan wanted to talk to Lu Zhanke again, when she was on the plane, she kept thinking about Feng Jinghe and couldn't sleep well. Now the whole person is exhausted and soon falls down On the shoulder of Lu Zhanke, he fell into a drowsy sleep.

Lu Zhanke reached out and embraced her, warming her heart. She didn't leave and returned to her side. Although there were many words that hadn't been said before, there was good news that hadn't been told to her, and many doubts had not been resolved. It doesn't matter.

Arrived at home, Lu Zhanke originally wanted to hug Ai Changhuan, but his hand had not recovered to that level. He could not help but laugh a bitterly, then gently woke Ai Changhuan to tell her that he was home.

Ai Changhuan got out of the car in a confused way, and now she was surrounded by trapped dreams. She just wanted to get a good night's sleep, went into the bedroom, and was about to take a bath. But she suddenly remembered something, and she was still hurt. And some places are more obvious. Lu Zhanke can see it a little more carefully. What will he do if he asks?

It's bad.

Seeing Ai Changhuan standing in a daze at the door of the bathroom, Lu Zhanke asked, "What's wrong? Aren't you sleepy?"

Ai Chang moved with excitement and smiled stiffly: "That, yeah, I'm really sleepy, so I would probably sleep very deeply. If I woke up, I would violently try to kill people. It is best to move a little bit. Don't have it. "

Lu Zhanke looked at her without speaking.

Ai Changhuan lowered her head, looked at her toes and whispered, "So I still go to the room to sleep well."

"Do you really think so?" Lu Zhanke asked, his voice slightly cold.

"Alas." Ai Changhuan vaguely responded. She had noticed that Lu Zhanke was not in a good mood now.

Lu Zhanke naturally wanted to ask why, why Ai Changhuan suddenly brought back an inexplicable man, why he behaved so strangely, and why he had to sleep with him again now, but she was already tired, and now is not the time to ask these Anything, let me say it tomorrow.

"I know, but the master bedroom is still asleep for you, I'm going to sleep in the guest room." Lu Zhanke reached out and tried to touch Ai Changhuan's head, but finally let go, saying only, "Have a good rest."

What Xiaobie wins a wedding, she never feels the eagerness of Ai Changhuan to see her. What happened to her?

Looking at the landing figure of Ke Ke's sad departure, Ai Changhuan's heart was also very uncomfortable. It was just that such uncomfortable days will still grow.

The next day Ai Changhuan was awakened by a knock on the door. The energetic Feng Jinghe arrived early in the morning. Lu Zhanke had already gone downstairs to receive him. Butler Wu Ma was sent upstairs to call her.

After a whole night of rest, Ai Changhuan's physical strength has been fully restored, but how can the injury on his face be covered?

The bruise on the forehead can be put down by the bangs to block it, and her face can only be covered by dusting powder. After all, she has no reason to continue wearing sunglasses.

Organizing himself, Ai Changhuan opened the door and went downstairs, but met Feng Jinghe and Lu Zhanke in the guest room at the end of the corridor.

At that time, the door of the guest room had just opened, and Feng Jinghe walked forward with a smile, while Lu Zhanke walked behind with no expression, with his left hand still clasping his clothes. How could this scene look so weird?

211 Ai Changhuan looked at both of them in surprise, his eyes were full of doubts.

Lu Zhanke said with a frown, "Doctor Feng just checked me out."

"Ah ..." Ai Chang answered in confusion.

Feng Jinghe said: "I have checked Mr. Lu's arm. Although the injury was very serious, the Yangming large intestine meridian, the hand Shaoyang triple focus meridian, and the hand sun small intestine meridian have all been damaged to varying degrees, but fortunately the rescue was timely. And the operation was perfect, so there were no irreversible consequences. I probably guessed what Shen Qingyan's treatment was, but I do n’t know if it ’s a woman ’s care or something else. It ’s conservative and dared not take more bold treatments, so although it is quite effective, it is still too slow, and no one can fully recover in two or three years. ”

After hearing Feng Jinghe's words, Ai Changhuan's hanged heart finally landed. It seems that Lu Zhanke has great hopes for his arm recovery. Shen Qing said that she has 60% confidence, so Feng Jinghe should have at least 80% confidence. Yes, Lu Zhanke's arm can really be cured.

Lu Zhanke had no hope at all. Although Feng Jinghe's words made him happy, he would not be blindly optimistic, so he asked Feng Jinghe: "Are there any better ways?"

Feng Jinghe raised an eyebrow: "At least it will be faster than Shen Qingyan, so as not to delay you for that long."

Yes, if Lu Zhanke cannot touch the gun for two or three years, it will definitely have an impact on his combat effectiveness, of course, the sooner the better.

"How long will Mr. Feng be able to cure my arm?" Lu Zhanke asked.

Feng Jinghe said: "You can restore your arm in one month, lift weights in two months, and fully recover in three months."

"Really?" So fast? Just three months? Would it be amazing? Lu Zhanke was skeptical.

Feng Jinghe didn't answer, with a cold look, he looks like you believe it or not.

Since Feng Jinghe dared to say this, it must be more secure than Shen Qingyan. Ai Changhuan was excited in his heart and felt like he won a grand prize. Isn't this a surprise from the sky? She stared at Feng Jinghe with a burning gaze, and asked, "When will you be free to start treatment for the Marine Ke? Or else just start today."

Feng Jinghe shook his head and said, "No, I haven't had breakfast yet, and I don't want to do these physical exertions."

Ai Changhuan immediately said, "Wait a minute, then, I'll prepare breakfast for you now."

She couldn't explain the joy in her heart, she wanted to pounce on Lu Zhanke's body and screamed, but because Feng Jinghe was still on the side, she could only hold back, and ran downstairs after smiling at Lu Zhanke. went.

Lu Zhanke narrowed his eyes and asked Feng Jinghe: "Chang Huan has only been in the United States for a few days. She is not an extra-extra person, but she seems to trust you. How did you know each other?"

Feng Jinghe chased Ai Changhuan downstairs. He only said coldly when he heard what Lu Zhanke said: "I don't want to say more about Miss Ai, just ask her if you want to know anything."

The attitude is very dragging, not even the head of Lu's eyes.

Ai Changhuan went into the kitchen, preparing to prepare a rich breakfast for the heroic heroine Feng Jinghe. She was choosing materials, but there was a sound of footsteps behind her. She thought that Lu Zhanke followed, and shouted at the people behind her without turning back. To: "I don't need your help here, just sit in the living room."

The person behind was not a land battle but a Feng Jinghe. His expression was light, but his tone was not as cold as when he was in the United States. He said, "I'm not here to help, I'm just here to tell you what I want to eat."

After hearing this voice, Ai Changhuan guessed that she knew the wrong person, and she quickly turned back, but confronted by Feng Zhanhe's unhappy look. She somehow felt guilty and scolded Feng Jinghe somehow. Maybe I'm too familiar with it. I completely take this as my own home, so casual.

She adjusted her expression, looked at Feng Jinghe, and asked, "What do you want, Mr. Feng?"

Feng Jinghe frowned for a moment, then said, "Don't have a Western breakfast like sandwiches and bread. I have enough, I want a Chinese breakfast."

Ai Changhuan glanced quietly at Marine Ke, because his right hand was inconvenient, so in addition to preparing porridge and cold dishes for the first time, after that, she prepared breakfast with a toast-like breakfast such as toast, which is now closed. It was a bit embarrassing for her to propose to have a Chinese breakfast. After thinking about it, she decided not to steam the buns, and then served it with churros and soy milk, so that both were easy to eat.

Feng Jinghe said, "I remember my mother made black sesame and red bean porridge once when I was very young. It was delicious, but I have never eaten it again."

"... I see." Ai Changhuan said to Feng Jinghe, "Then Mr. Feng will wait in the living room first. I don't like anyone watching me cook."

Feng Jinghe frowned: "Why, I remember my father was standing at the kitchen door watching my mother cooking when I was a kid."

It ’s just that the mother will soon drive his father away, not because of what is uncomfortable, but because his mother ’s tutoring is strict. During the daytime, the father is not allowed to approach her within one meter, even if walking between two people outside Also separated by two hands, because two people are close to each other is said to be indecent.

Ai Changhuan's forehead bursts of waterfall sweat: "This is different from personal habits, Mr. Feng, don't embarrass me."

Lu Zhanke had raised his voice and asked Wu's mother to make a pot of ginseng tea for Feng Jinghe, and then said, "Mr. Feng, please come and have a cup of tea."

Don't always pester my wife, she is my wife!

Feng Jinghe thought about it, then nodded and said, "All right."

Feng Jinghe turned and left, and Lu Zhanke finally got a chance to be alone with Ai Changhuan. He went to Ai Changhuan and asked her quietly, "Where did you find such a person? ? "

He could fully restore his arm in three months, which was too bragging.

Ai Changhuan said, "You can rest assured, he is definitely not a liar. He is a CEO of a listed pharmaceutical company in the United States. They have nothing to lack, what can we lie to us?"

Ceo of a listed pharmaceutical company, then the net worth is at least hundreds of millions of dollars. Why would such a person leave the company to stay in China for three months just to treat himself with an arm?

Kemei Mei moved his heart and asked, "What did you promise him?"

Ai Changhuan shook her hand, her eyelids trembled, and then Yan Yan laughed and said, "What conditions are there, just that the two of us will be confidants to each other as they are, and then I inadvertently revealed to you what happened to you. He turned out to be an expert in rehabilitation. That ’s why I asked him to return to China to help you take a look. You also heard what he said, and you can fully recover your arms in just three months. Are you unhappy? ”

Her words are full of loopholes. If you want to ask, Lu Zheke can ask at least a hundred questions. Where can I see it? Introduced as a confidant? What do you have in common? It ’s only been a few days, and people have left such a big company and returned to your country. Friends who have known each other for a few years may not be like this, right?

And Feng Jinghe's attitude has always been weird, and Ai Changhuan seems to have specially adapted to him.

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