Chapter 640: Can you act a bit more bossy and arrogant?
Bian Zhi didn't say anything, just smiled faintly, and didn't go over to "comfort" Huo Wuzun.
Bian Yaoyao didn't force it.
The relationship between father and daughter depends on themselves. All she can do is give them a push from behind occasionally. Over time, things will get better.
After all, she believed that Huo Wuzun was sincere to Bian Zhi, and she also believed that Bian Zhi was a kind child since childhood.
Bian Yaoyao smiled and pointed to the medical records in the living room. "I sorted them out a while ago and keep them with your Aunt Yuan. If you're interested, go take a look. You can stay here for lunch and I'll make your favorite dish."
With that, Bian Yaoyao went into the kitchen.
Bian Zhi was bored, so he walked into the living room. On the table was a thick handwritten medical record book, which recorded the medical records of all the patients that Bian Yaoyao had diagnosed during his years of medical practice.
Bian Zhi was familiar with every place in the Bian Mansion. He slept alone last night and did not sleep well. He was still a little sleepy.
Picking up the medical record, Bian Zhi flipped through it from time to time, and unknowingly his attention was attracted by the contents inside.
Someone came over and handed her a cup of warm milk. His footsteps were very light, as if he didn't want to disturb her.
Bian Zhi stared at the medical records, his eyes fixed on the cases on the records, without paying much attention to who delivered it. He picked up the milk that was handed to him and drank it in a few sips.
The curtains were opened and the floor-to-ceiling windows were half-open, and the angle at which the wind blew in was just right for Bian Zhi to feel comfortable.
In front of me was a plate of delicately cut fruit, with toothpicks on each piece.
People came and went, their footsteps still so light as if there was no sound.
Bian Zhi went from supporting his chin, to being fully focused, and then to completely relaxing. He leaned lazily on the sofa behind the floor cushion. Finally, he yawned sleepily and lay down on the sofa, curling up into a small ball.
Although his postures changed, his eyes were always fixed on the medical book.
In a trance, it seemed that someone had been standing at the entrance not far away for a long time. She seemed to have sensed something, turned her head and saw Huo Wuzun turned around and walked out the door.
Bian Zhi withdrew his gaze and continued to read the medical records.
After a while, that concerned gaze returned. Bian Zhi turned her head again, and Huo Wuzun walked towards her.
He handed her a plaid soft blanket.
"New."
Bian Zhi looked at him quietly.
Huo Wuzun coughed lightly twice and explained in a low voice, "They said you have mysophobia. It's just bought, so keep it covered to prevent the wind from blowing it away."
As he spoke, he opened the package of the soft blanket, tightened the fabric to make sure it was soft against the skin before handing it to Bian Zhi.
The Bian Mansion is backed by mountains and surrounded by the sea, so the wind is indeed a bit strong. Bian Zhi is lazy, and once he sits down, he is too lazy to get up.
For the first time, Bian Zhi discovered that Huo Wuzun, who looked tall and strong, was actually quite careful.
Bian Zhi took the soft blanket and realized that Huo Wuzun did not leave. He stood there, his eyes lingering on the mat where she was sitting for a few seconds.
Bian Zhi blinked slowly. "My mysophobia isn't that severe. I'm only on guard when I'm outside." As a doctor, I'm prone to this kind of issue. "No need to treat me specially."
Bian Zhi thought that Huo Wuzun was being polite.
Of course, there is also love for Bian Yaoyao.
"Does it look good?"
"Huh?" The sudden question made Bian Zhi stunned for a moment.
Realizing that Huo Wuzun was asking about the medical records in her hand, she nodded, "Not bad."
At this point, an adult should have ended the conversation politely and tactfully, but Huo Wuzun didn't seem to have that intention.
He pursed his lips, as if trying to find more topics to talk about, and there was a hint of awkwardness on his originally cold and upright face.
"So, are you thirsty?"
Bian Zhi shook his head.
"Are you hungry? I bought your favorite snowflake crisps. Would you like to have one to fill your stomach?"
Bian Zhi also shook his head.
"How about you tell me about the interesting part of this medical record in your hand?"
Bian Zhi blinked his eyes. The door was not closed. Leng Ge was leaning against the door trying to hold back his laughter.
The thing that Bian Zhi can't resist the most is his enthusiasm.
Or this kind of――
The person on the other side doesn't seem to be a warm-hearted person, but he is holding his breath and is eager to know more about you.
To be honest.
Bian Zhi wants to leave.
She is not very good at facing this situation.
But the person opposite seemed very disappointed when he saw her hesitation.
His stiff face suddenly became expressionless, mixed with sadness that she could see through. He pulled the corners of his mouth stiffly and reluctantly, "Yeah, that's right." These two words made Bian Zhi feel guilty for bullying others. "I really don't understand these things of yours."
Leng Ge stood at the door, his mouth twitching to the temples. "Tell me something," he said in a tone that was quite provocative, yet with a carefree air of watching the fun. "But it's also true. Every job is like a mountain apart. What's missing, after all, can't be brought back~"
Bian Zhi: “…”
He is really good at kicking someone when he is down.
Huo Wuzun's eyes grew darker and darker, and finally, the little light in his eyes seemed to be completely hidden in the darkness.
Bian Zhi closed his eyes.
"Yeah, well," Bian Zhi still wanted to leave. It was too embarrassing! But she held onto the edge of the table and didn't stand up to leave. She sighed and compromised a little. "Well, maybe you guys will find it boring. If you really want to listen, I can tell you."
"Oh, you can talk again," Leng Ge's mouth corners were already pulled into outer space, and there was a teasing tone in his voice. Huo Wuzun didn't seem to care. After hearing what Bian Zhi said, he suddenly smiled, which effectively blocked Bian Zhi's resentment towards Leng Ge.
"Look at it this way," the chatterbox said, not stopping for a moment, "if we try hard, we should be able to find what's missing."
Brother Leng said this while looking at Bian Zhi.
This time Bian Zhi really wanted to leave.
She pinched the medical record, exerting force with her knuckles. Leng Ge was shocked by this subtle movement and said quickly, "Hey--" He pushed Huo Wuzun to Bian Zhi and said, "Are you kidding me? Tell us, tell us about the exquisiteness of this medical record. Let us ordinary people hear how perverted your mental world is with an IQ of 180."
Bian Zhi flipped through the pages of the book and reminded him indifferently, "180 is the normal level for a scorpion. My IQ is over 200."
Leng Ge was about to tease,
Bian Zhi said, "But I'm not as good as you."
Brother Leng was stunned.
Bian Zhi: "After all, the old man calls you an idiot."
Leng Ge: “…”
Leng Ge: "You..."
Before Leng Ge could even stretch out his finger to poke the girl, the reserved man beside him, smiling slightly, grabbed his arm and pulled him away from him. "Stupidity is contagious. Stay away and don't infect my daughter."
Leng Ge: “…”
There is no big word.
Isn’t it just the three words “my daughter”?
Are you happy to shout it out?
Can’t hide the corners of your mouth anymore?
Brother Leng looked at his cheap eldest daughter with disdain for her useless appearance. If she wanted to call her daughter in person, she could just do it. There was no need to come up with such an excuse.
However, when Leng Ge looked at Bian Zhi, he was actually a little nervous.
This girl is the kind of person who can leave at any time. If she gets angry, it will be difficult to coax her back.
It is definitely more difficult to coax her than to coax Huo Wuzun.
However, Bian Zhi didn't seem angry. She pointed at the chair opposite her, as if she hadn't heard. "Then I'll tell you a relatively simple and interesting story. I won't go into the medical theory, just treat it as a story."
Brother Leng hasn't made any move yet.
Then he saw his cheap boss bend down, take a pillow from the sofa, and hand it to Bian Zhi's back so that she could lean on it.
Then he found a seat nearby, placed his hands steadily on his knees, and sat down obediently. His posture was more serious than when he was in class or a meeting.
Brother Leng sneered in his heart.
Big brother!
What about the character!
Can you act a little bit like a boss and show off your skills?
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