Transmigrated as the Tortured Female Lead’s Daughter

Lin Xiaozhou is very worried!

The clear voice of the young man seemed unusually noisy in the room.

Fang Zheng took a deep look at Lin Xiaozhou. He knew Lin Xiaozhou. In other words, when Fang Zheng and Zhao Yan were working alone in private, apart from work, what Zhao Yan talked about the most was Lin Xiaozhou.

for example:

[Xiaozhou is coming to my house today, I will go shopping first. 】

[Fangzheng, send me a copy of the lobster and aquatic products your family is rich in. 】

[Xiaozhou has been playing live games for a long time and has frozen shoulder, so she sent me a treatment plan. 】

[The XX project meeting was postponed for half a day, I have something to deal with. What are you asking? private matter. 】

In short, 50% of Zhao's work is work, and the remaining 50% is definitely Lin Xiaozhou.

Fangzheng has insight into people's hearts, and has long known that Lin Xiaozhou's weight in Zhao Yan's heart is extraordinary.

The first time I saw Lin Xiaozhou today, Fang Zheng deliberately took a second look.

Fangzheng checked Zhao Yan's injured arm, the small red scratches and the blood had stopped. After checking Zhao Yan's ankle again, Fang Zheng said, "The arm injury doesn't count—"

"Cough cough—" Zhao Yan coughed slightly.

Fangzheng immediately changed his words and put on a very serious expression: "Mr. Zhao's arm is a little serious, and the muscle fibers on the arm are injured."

When Lin Xiaozhou mentioned his throat, he was seriously injured!

Gu Manxi was also worried and looked at Fang Zheng gently: "Mr. Fang, do you need to take my elder brother to the hospital for an examination?"

Fangzheng looks gentle and handsome, with a scholarly atmosphere, no one will see that he is telling a big lie. His mouth is scientific and rigorous medical vocabulary, and he is elegantly cursed in his heart:

That's it? That's it?

Just this little injury, Zhao Yan, you still put it on!

We used to be on missions in the army, and your TMD intestines were beaten out, and you could still quietly stuff it back into your stomach and continue to carry guns for missions.

I was cut a few centimeters by a knife today, and you can't do it?

I do not believe!

Zhao Yan has been discharged from the army for several years, but his physical fitness has not deteriorated, and it is no problem to easily hang ten thugs.

Fang Zheng sneered in his heart, but his face was still serious: "Ms. Gu, Mr. Lin, please pay attention: Mr. Zhao's arms should not get wet these days. And his feet are prone to fractures, so be careful."

Lin Xiaozhou was so distressed.

Lao Zhao was injured to save himself!

I must repay my brother well!

Lin Xiaozhou took out a small notebook, nagging like an old mother: "What food can Lao Zhao eat during this time, and are there any taboos? Can you eat carrots? Can you eat pork?"

"Yes, you can tell me what food you need to eat." Gu Manxi also asked.

Fang Zheng smiled and answered the question patiently.

However, Lin Xiaozhou seemed to have a Xinhua dictionary in his mouth, and the words were not heavy, which made Fangzheng's brain hurt.

Zhao Yan's expression was still grim, and there was a hint of joy at the end of his eyes.

Obviously, Zhao Yan was in a bad mood.

After chatting for an hour, Lin Xiaozhou finally said nothing. But after asking for Fangzheng's phone number, he helped Zhao Yan upstairs to rest.

Gu Manxi escorted Fang Zheng out, "Thank you for your hard work tonight, Mr. Fang."

Fangzheng is dressed in a decent suit, carrying a medical box, and is handsome and young. He said very gently, "Mr. Zhao is my friend. The doctor is kind, and it's not hard work."

After all, Fangzheng handed over his business card to this gentle woman: "If you need it, you can contact me, beautiful lady."

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