Chapter 1060: Help Fang Minglang introduce

a partner Han Yingying's smiling face immediately turned red, and she stood up and looked at Fang Minglang.

Fang Minglang was embarrassed to be hit in that place, but he pulled Han Yingying hard just now, which caused the wound to be moved. He didn't care about the embarrassment. He frowned, lowered his head, and pressed his hand on the wound. Han Yingying

was nervous for a moment, hurried forward, and held his arm: "Fang Minglang, did I... cause your wound to tear?"

"It's okay," Fang Minglang forced his eyes to breathe and shook his head.

"I'll find a doctor."

"Okay."

Han Yingying turned and ran out. After a while, the doctor came in to help him check.

"There is indeed blood on the sutured wound, but it's okay, it's not serious. I'll ask the nurse to disinfect and treat you."

Fang Minglang nodded, thinking that Han Yingying was a little weak, he was anxious, so he asked the doctor to help him go to the bathroom.

After he came back and lay down, he finally felt a lot more relaxed.

Han Yingying stood by the bed, feeling guilty: "Fang Minglang, I... I'm not the nemesis of your life, why are there always bad things when you meet me?"

"When I first met you, wasn't there anything wrong? Why did you put such a big hat on yourself when you were stabbed by a bad guy?"

"Then you were stabbed by a bad guy because of me."

Fang Minglang looked at her red eyes, but she stubbornly believed that she was the nemesis, and couldn't help but smile: "Then it can't be because I'm kind?"

Han Yingying saw his relieved expression, and her red eyes finally faded, and nodded: "You are really kind."

"Okay, don't be sad about such a small thing. Study hard. You have taken so many days off this year. If you don't do well in the exams, you can't blame me."

Han Yingying walked back to the window, picked up the book and sat down, glanced at him: "Aren't you helping me with my lessons?"

"I'm sure what I explain is not as thorough as the teacher."

"But I understand everything you say. I think... you really have a talent for being a teacher."

Fang Minglang pursed his lips: "If I really stayed in school to be a teacher, you really have to call me Teacher Fang when you see me now."

"Then now that you teach me, I can also call you Teacher Fang."

"Okay, I'll accept you as my little classmate."

Han Yingying felt a little embarrassed. What...what am I accepting? It's not like I'm accepting you as my wife.

Thinking about how she had just accidentally bumped into him... her face turned red for no reason.

Seeing Han Yingying's eyes sweeping over her lower body covered in the quilt, Fang Minglang also remembered the embarrassing scene just now.

In this kind of thing, it is better to pretend that it did not happen. When it

was really said out loud, both of them were embarrassed.

"Okay, don't think too much, go study."

"I... didn't think about anything," she blushed and went back to the window, picked up the book and started reading, hiding the embarrassment that almost appeared on her face.

After Fang Shuyu went home and told Hou Xiaoqing about Fang Minglang and Han Yingying's relationship, Hou Xiaoqing was immediately excited and wanted to go to the hospital to observe the scene, but was stopped by Fang Shuyu.

"Why are you going? Don't make trouble. Let the two young people get along with each other. What if there is a spark that could have happened, but you go and Minglang becomes rebellious and it gets extinguished?"

"Yes, yes, yes," Hou Xiaoqing heard this and immediately felt that it made a lot of sense. She won't go

. She will go in the evening.

Fang Shuyu went to the hospital at noon to deliver a meal to the two of them, and then found another excuse to go home.

Fortunately, the uncle next door came back in the afternoon, and he could help Fang Minglang if he needed any help.

In the evening, Jiang Duo went to the school to pick up Mingzhu as usual and came to the hospital.

Mingzhu saw that there were only Han Yingying and Fang Minglang in the ward, and she was a little puzzled: "Eh? Minglang, where is your aunt? Isn't she responsible for taking care of you during the day?"

"She had something to do in the afternoon, so she left after delivering lunch ."

"Didn't your aunt come either?"

"No, she came to keep me company at night."

"Oh," Mingzhu thought of something and nodded, "Is that so."

As she spoke, her eyes fell on Han Yingying's head: "Yingying, how many days did you take off?"

"One week, Mingzhu, did you not take any notes in class? If you did, can you lend them to me?"

Mingzhu shrugged: "I never take notes, but will you come to the hospital tomorrow? When I come over tomorrow, I can borrow a few books for you."

"That's great. Let's borrow Xiao Hong's. She always takes very clear notes. If I still don't understand something after reading it, I can ask Fang Minglang for help."

"Oh..." Mingzhu's eyes moved between the two of them: "Comrade Fang Minglang, you are secretly teasing classmate Han Yingying. You feed her so well, and in the final exam, she will be far ahead of us."

Han Yingying thought that Mingzhu's words were strange, but she didn't know what was strange. Fang Minglang heard her sarcasm and smiled: "She has become my disciple, so I must teach her well. You must study hard in the future, otherwise you will be left behind."

Jiang Duo glanced at him calmly: "Who are you looking down on?"

Han Yingying packed her schoolbag and looked at them: "Mingzhu, since you are here, I will go back first today."

"Okay, I'll see you off," she exchanged a look with Jiang Duo and followed Han Yingying out the door.

They walked slowly, Mingzhu looked at her: "Have you felt better these past two days?"

"What?"

"Nothing, I'm just worried that you'll have some psychological trauma because of what happened that day."

Han Yingying thought of the scene in the alley that day and frowned: "I will try not to think about those nasty things."

Mingzhu nodded: "If you feel bad, you can always come to me to talk."

"Yeah."

Mingzhu asked again: "You've been here taking care of Fang Minglang these past two days, aren't you tired?"

"No, he didn't blame me at all, and he's easy to get along with. He even helped me with the topic. He's a very good person."

Mingzhu smiled and said, "Minglang is a good guy, but he's not very happy with his marriage. I don't know when a girl with good taste will appear and marry him."

When she mentioned this, Han Yingying turned her head and glanced at her, but didn't say anything.

Mingzhu looked at her with a smile: "Hey, Yingying, do you think there are any girls among our classmates who seem to be a good match for him in terms of family background, appearance, and personality?"

Han Yingying was puzzled: "Do you want to introduce him to someone?"

"Yes, I had dinner with my aunt yesterday, and she kept urging me to help. You know, Fang Minglang is not young anymore, and he doesn't seem to be in a hurry for marriage, but his mother is certainly in a hurry. She even asked me if there is anyone suitable around me. It's a pity that my two cousins ​​are already taken, so I can't introduce them to him. I can only look for someone in our class."

"But... the girls in our class... are not very old, right?"

Mingzhu looked at her: "Do you think Minglang is too old?"