The roads were slippery due to the snow, and there were many staff members coming and going in the building.
The snow stains that came with the soles of the shoes had begun to melt.
Fang Wenjun was worried about something and stumbled when going downstairs without noticing.
Fortunately, Jiang Si heard the noise and quickly pulled her up.
Otherwise, if you fall down such a high staircase, the consequences will be disastrous.
But Fang Wenjun couldn't even go to the hospital now.
Fortunately, the hospital is nearby.
The doctor looked at her wound and said, "It's nothing, it's just a skin injury on the knee. I'll prescribe some mercurochrome for you later, apply it yourself. Be careful not to let the wound come into contact with water in the next few days."
Fang Wenjun rubbed his ankle and said, "Doctor, please prescribe me another bottle of bone-setting wine."
The doctor nodded and took another look at the cotton shoes on her feet while writing the prescription.
She noticed it when she was doing the examination just now.
I don't know which shoe store this guy got his cotton shoes from, they cut corners so much.
As a doctor is a caring person, the doctor gave a casual reminder.
"It seems like the pattern on the sole of your cotton shoes is only half sewn. Don't wear them on snowy days. You may fall easily."
Is only half of the sole sewn?
I don’t know what Fang Wenjun was thinking, her face turned pale instantly.
It was not until she walked out of the examination room that she came to her senses and said, "Xiao Jiang, thank you so much for what happened just now."
If she hadn't pulled me up just now, I would have fallen headfirst.
I'm afraid it won't be as simple as a hundred days of recovery.
"Vice President Fang, you are too polite."
Under that situation, no one would sit idly by, especially since they were in the same group.
She recalled the tone and expression Vice President Fang had when he kissed her just now.
Jiang Si asked in confusion: "You hurriedly caught up with me just now, is there something you want to talk to me about?"
"Yes, I want to ask you, do you know someone who is Yu Boen?"
Jiang Si nodded. This was her enlightenment teacher and also the first master she had ever worshipped.
"I have been learning painting from my master since I was five years old. It was not until my master was transferred back to Beijing that I changed to another teacher..."
As she was talking, Jiang Si suddenly reacted, "Vice President Fang, do you know my master?"
"Yes, how can I not know him?"
Fang Wenjun smiled and said, "He is my lover."
Perhaps she recalled some beautiful memories, for when she talked about her lover, a faint smile appeared on Fang Wenjun's face.
"No wonder when I heard your name at the entrance of the association that day, I felt like I had heard the name Jiang Si somewhere before."
"So you are the proud student that Old Yu mentioned, who is better than his teacher."
Even though she had been unwilling to accept it for most of her life, Fang Wenjun had to admit it at this moment.
When it comes to judging people, she is indeed far inferior to Mr. Yu.
Jiang Si was really surprised. She didn't expect that Vice President Fang was actually her master's wife.
"Master's wife, Master—"
Jiang Si wanted to ask why there had been no news about Master for several years.
In fact, during the first two years after the master returned to Beijing, they still maintained contact with each other.
But after three years, the master suddenly cut off contact with me unilaterally.
For this reason, Jiang Si specially asked her third uncle to help her inquire about it, but the result of the inquiry was that there was no such person.
But Fang Wenjun interrupted her with a smile at this moment.
"It's not convenient to talk here. Your master is doing well now, but he can't contact us for the time being."
"I'll tell you in detail when I have time."
Jiang Si nodded.
In fact, as long as she knew that her master was at peace now, she would be very happy.
They didn't stay in the hospital for long.
Jiang Si and Huo Tingzhou had nothing to do at the moment, so they sent Fang Wenjun back home.
As soon as the three of them reached the entrance of the alley outside, they saw Qiu Yashu standing at the gate of the Fang family from a distance.
I saw Fang Wenjun coming back being supported by Jiang Si and Huo Tingzhou on both sides.
Qiu Yashu suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.
"Master, what happened to your foot? What did the doctor say?"
Fang Wenjun had no expression on her face. This kind of thing was unfounded and she couldn't accuse others of anything in person.
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