When Shen Zhaozhao returned to his room, he took away Zhan Nanxing's portion of white rice.
He just had surgery, and the anesthetic effect will also affect his stomach.
Shen Zhaozhao went to the kitchen, put the bowl of white rice back into the pot, added water, cooked it into porridge, and brought it back to the room.
Zhan Nanxing was lying on the bed, his injured leg aching constantly.
In fact, he regretted it from the moment he angered Shen Zhaozhao away.
To be honest, Shen Zhaozhao did nothing wrong.
He didn't want to expose his previous injuries to others.
That wound is not just a wound.
It is also a symbol of humiliation.
Zhan Nanxing closed his eyes, trying hard to control his thoughts and not think about the scenes at that time.
When Shen Zhaozhao walked in, he saw Zhan Nanxing with his eyes closed and a painful expression.
"Does it hurt?"
"Do you want some anesthetic or can you bear it?"
Zhan Nanxing opened his eyes, quickly concealed the emotions in his eyes, and looked at Shen Zhaozhao with a cold gaze.
"Why did you come back?"
Shouldn't she be mad at him and run away?
Shen Zhaozhao smiled.
"After I finish my meal, where else can I go back to?
"I don't bother with patients. Come, have some porridge."
Shen Zhaozhao brought a spoonful of porridge to his lips.
Zhan Nanxing narrowed his eyes.
He wanted to expand his influence, but it was awkward.
"Hurry up, or it'll spill on your face." Shen Zhaozhao said, shaking the spoon as a threat.
Zhan Nanxing opened his mouth.
A spoonful of warm porridge flowed into the pot.
After feeding him a bowl of porridge, Shen Zhaozhao wrung out the handkerchief to wipe his face.
Zhan Nanxing wanted to hide.
Can't avoid it.
Outside the door, the old man who was originally going to settle accounts with his grandson turned around silently, took Huang Juan, and slipped away like a thief.
She understands.
께two껙.
There's no quarrel or noise, but once there is a quarrel, the world gets out of hand.
The more you quarrel, the better the relationship will be.
In the room.
Shen Zhaozhao, who had no idea the old man had been here, wiped very attentively, his face moved close, his breath fell on Zhan Nanxing's face.
Like a feather brushing past.
Itchy.
"Does it take you so long to have a meal?" Zhan Nanxing's voice was a little hoarse when he spoke again.
The words he spoke had a tone of questioning to a certain extent.
Did she use the excuse of going out to eat to meet someone else?
As soon as this thought came to Zhan Nanxing's mind, he was shocked by himself.
When did he care so much about Shen Zhaozhao?
Zhan Nanxing cleared his throat and suppressed this strange thought.
Shen Zhaozhao washed the handkerchief and hung it up.
"What else can I say? How many people has your family offended?"
"Someone poisoned the soup today."
Zhan Nanxing's peach blossom eyes opened instantly, and he wanted to sit up, but he couldn't exert the strength in his lower body, so he fell back.
"And the night before yesterday, two assassins came and I dealt with them."
Shen Zhaozhao said it lightly.
She really didn't take it seriously.
When she was in the organization, she had seen a lot of separations and deaths.
However, Zhan Nanxing's heart was filled with turmoil.
Isn't exile enough?
Do you have to kill all the members of the Zhan family, even the women?
Who could it be?
In an instant, he thought of many people in his mind, from the man in the Golden Palace to the Wang family whose warehouse was burned, but he had no clue.
They all wish the Zhan family would be destroyed.
However, there is no need to send assassins or poison.
Because the Zhan family is finished.
"Swish."
Zhan Nanxing suddenly laughed, ignoring the pain in his leg injury, and rolled over and over in laughter.
I laughed so hard that my tears soaked a patch of my pillow.
"What are you laughing at?"
Shen Zhaozhao was frightened by his laughter.
Zhan Nanxing ignored her, laughed for a long time, and then suddenly stopped laughing.
He stared blankly at the tent above the bed.
"I laugh at you."
The pair of peach blossom eyes looked at the surprised Shen Zhaozhao viciously, Zhan Nanxing opened his mouth, and his words turned into countless sharp arrows.
"I am just a worthless person, if they want it, they can take it."
"Don't be so conceited that I will like you."
"From now on, take care of yourself and don't do unnecessary things."
Shen Zhaozhao looked at him silently.
After Zhan Nanxing finished speaking, he clenched his teeth tightly.
He was afraid that she would cry.
He can't help wanting to apologize.
However, Shen Zhaozhao remained expressionless.
Zhan Nanxing's heart was beating wildly.
"Want to die?" Shen Zhaozhao asked.
Zhan Nanxing turned his head and looked away, which was considered as his agreement.
He is a hopeless man.
She is also a smart girl.
She should know what to do to be good to herself.
Now that things have come to this, she should probably run away crying.
He then had someone send the divorce letter to her parents' home...
flutter--
Suddenly, everything went dark in front of his eyes, and Zhan Nanxing's thoughts were completely interrupted. Something soft hit him heavily in the face.
“That’s a nice thought!”
Shen Zhaozhao raised the pillow and knocked on it.
"First, you, Zhan Nanxing, and I are partners, that's all!"
Like him?
Don’t be so self-indulgent!
flutter--
꺶Welcome the pillow and wave it up.
It's a moment.
"First, I performed surgery on your leg. The lives of my patients belong to me!"
Shen Zhaozhao threw the welcoming pillow.
One hand on hips.
One pointed at Zhan Nanxing who was full of surprise.
Announce:
"If you want to die, you have to ask your mother if I agree or not!"
Zhan Nanxing was stunned.
The scene of the wedding night floated through my mind.
She pretended to say that she had fallen in love with him and asked him not to chase her away.
And the girl in front of him, who had her hands on her hips, hit him with a pillow, and called herself his mother—
Is it really one person?
Shen Zhaozhao patted his head, "Do you understand?"
Zhan Nanxing nodded his head involuntarily.
"good."
Shen Zhaozhao touched his head.
"We will set off for Mobei tomorrow. My voice was too loud just now. Did it scare you? Have a good rest today."
She regained her sweet and sticky tone, and even spoke with a smile.
If it weren’t for the pillow on the ground.
Zhan Nanxing felt like he was dreaming.
Walking out of the house, Shen Zhaozhao exhaled a foul breath.
He rolled his eyes visibly.
Zhan Nanxing is also a talent.
It's totally in need of discipline!
She was so angry that she broke down!
It had been a long time since she had lost her temper so freely.
Just one word.
Cool!
In the Wang family's backyard, in front of the charred warehouse, Wang Chunqiu was so angry that his body, which was hanging by his side, was shaking.
As the right prime minister, there were actually thieves who dared to burn his warehouse!
"How is it?" He looked at the housekeeper who was running over.
Sharp eyes.
The butler avoided his scrutinizing gaze.
“It’s all burned up.”
The Wang family spent half the night putting out the fire and half the day sorting out the debris.
Nothing is left.
Wang Chunqiu took a deep breath, his eyes went dark, and he almost fainted.
There are so many things to be an official.
This warehouse is half of the Wang family's property!
And.
The account book is also hidden in the warehouse...
Wang Chunqiu almost broke all his old teeth.
It's okay if the money is lost.
Once that account book comes to light...
He didn't dare think about the consequences.
"Grandfather." Wang Feiyi came to Wang Chunqiu's side as soon as he returned home and supported him.
"Are you a member of the Zhan family?" Wang Chunqiu stared at his grandson, just wanting an answer.
Wang Feiyi shook his head.
He told the story of what he heard about the fight between Zhan Nanxing and his wife outside Zhan Nanxing's yard.
"Zhan Nanxing is now tortured half to death by that woman, and his legs are broken. It is definitely not him."
Wang Chunqiu snorted.
Wang Feiyi glanced at his grandfather's expression and quickly said, "Grandfather, don't worry. I have already arranged for those families to go on the road with the Zhan family."
"They hate the Zhan family so much that their teeth itch."
"Grandson promises that the Zhan family will not be able to reach Mobei alive."
He looked around and lowered his voice:
"Everyone is dead. By then, even if we look at the account books, it will be useless."
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