How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight Chapter 202

   Chapter 202 Walking into the morning fog and falling into the twilight clouds (39)

The doctor    felt a little amused, "Then what else should we do?"

   Feng Yansheng was about to speak again, but the little nurse next to him said with a smile, "Your friend is really fine, the director has other things to do, so don't pester the director any more."

  The doctor didn't think Feng Yansheng really bothered him. He saw Feng Yansheng was really anxious, so he explained to him, "This symptom is a fever. Let's take an injection to reduce the fever first, and if there is any problem, we will see it later."

   Feng Yansheng heard people tell him so kindly, and he couldn't get out of his temper, so he helped Wen Xien out with the little nurse.

The infusion room is quite large, with three rows of seats and four empty beds. There are two people with needles on the empty beds. They are watching TV and talking to the nurse next to them. The little nurse helped Wen Xien to the bedside. To give her an injection, the nurses also took out the infusion stuff, and someone gave Feng Yansheng a list.

   That's a bill of fees.

  Feng Yansheng took out the crumpled money ticket from his pocket and could make it all together.

  In Feng Yansheng's eyes, this kind of money is not considered money. In the past, he only thought that money was just a number, and he never had a concept. Spending money was always reckless.

   These days, despite the hardships and poverty, Feng Yansheng can get over it, but...

When the little nurse stuck the needle in Wen Xien's hand, Feng Yansheng was really relieved.

   Wen Xien was laid flat on the bed, and the little nurse put her hand beside her, making sure that she was already infusion, and smiled at Feng Yansheng.

   Feng Yansheng spoke like an order, "When will she wake up?"

   The little nurse looked at Wen Xien's face, which looked like a star, and her voice became more gentle, "Wake up in a while."

  Feng Yansheng felt that her gaze was uncomfortable, and the young master's temper in his bones came out again, and his brows wrinkled, "Don't take care of it, call the male nurse!"

   The little nurse was stunned for a moment, not expecting Feng Yansheng to say such a thing.

  Feng Yansheng is like chasing people, he is fierce, but even his attitude, coupled with his face, really doesn't look easy to provoke, "You go over! Don't you."

   The little nurse was said to be annoyed, and stood there awkwardly for a while.

  Feng Yansheng grabbed her arm and shook it away. He was such an arrogant person, and he had no pity for girls.

  Feng Yansheng went outside the hospital to buy some porridge and fruit, as well as cold medicine.

   But the money in hand is not enough, Feng Yansheng has been cutting the price outside for a long time, this is what Feng Yansheng thinks.

  Feng Yan grew up very handsome, with sullen but still very young rich family, he was a gangster all day long, and his temperament was like that of a bandit.

   The owner of the fruit stand was also the first time to see such a young man buying a fruit as if he wanted to quarrel.

  Feng Yansheng was very concerned. The fruits here are not very fresh, but they are still so expensive, "Why don't you go grab it, fifteen yuan a pound? You **** think I'm a fool!"

  This is next to the hospital. It's normal for the fruit to be expensive. The stall owner didn't want to look like an ordinary family when he saw Feng Yansheng. He thought he could make a fortune, but he was wrong.

The owner of the street stall became impatient, "If you can't afford it, don't sell it. Really, all the fruits I have here are imported from outside, and they are very fresh. I have lowered the price to the lowest level, and I don't want to say how much I lost. "

   Feng Yansheng!

   The only son of the Feng family, the crown prince of the capital, is now quarreling with others over the fifteen dollars a pound of fruit.

   If those who played with him heard it, they would have laughed out loud.

  Feng Yan pursed his thin lips, his eyes fierce as if he wanted to eat people.

  The people around him will always look sideways, and their eyes make Feng Yansheng's face even more ugly.

   Another female customer came. The stall owner smiled brightly, and the female customer was also cheerful and sold a large bag of fruits.

   Later, many people came one after another, and Feng Yansheng was standing beside him with a wooden pestle.

   He didn't want to leave just like that. He hadn't bought the apple Wen Xien liked to eat. He was rubbing the paper money in his hand.

   "What are you doing standing here? Don't disturb my business, okay? Stand and stand aside." The owner of the stall pulled Feng Yansheng and pulled him aside, his tone could be said to be harsh.

   "Go away!" Feng Yansheng shook him off, his eyes darkened and his expression extremely terrifying.

  Feng Yansheng's strength was so great that the owner of the stall was almost thrown over. He saw Feng Yansheng's expression and was too frightened to speak.

   Obviously he was one year older than this young man, but he was trembling with fright by the young man's light glance.

  Feng Yansheng looked down at the stall owner, his voice hoarse, "Bring me three kilograms of apples."

   The owner of the street stall shivered a bit, then he took a bag and filled it with apples.

   Feng Yansheng took out all the crumpled money in his pocket and gave it to him, the owner of the stall caught it with trembling hands, and he was relieved when the little ancestor was gone.

   He glanced at the crumpled change in his hand and cursed secretly.

   The more I live, the more I go back, and I was actually frightened by a child.

   But he thought back to the boy just now, his terrifying eyes were thick and dark, and there was a hostility and sternness that did not belong to his age.

   As if he was going to be beaten to death, are children so scary these days?

  Wen Xien was sitting on the hospital bed, with one hand holding the wrist of the other hand, the pulled needle was hanging beside her, and the little nurse stood in front of her as if she was saying something to her.

   Wen Xien was still a little dizzy, his eyes were still hazy, and his profile was pale and delicate, as if he had just woken up.

Feng Yansheng saw Wen Xien sitting on the hospital bed from a distance, his eyes brightened, and he saw the little nurse standing beside Wen Xien, his face became gloomy, he walked up a few steps to stop the nurse, the little nurse Just in time to persuade Wen Xien, he didn't expect that Feng Yansheng would suddenly come in, and his expression was startled.

  Feng Yansheng felt that this woman was pestering Wen Xien, and the domineering temper came up again, and shouted loudly, "Go away! Didn't I say that I wanted a male nurse?"

   also stared at her defensively for a few times before turning around to Lavin Sheen.

The little nurse's roar was inexplicable, and Feng Yansheng's posture was really annoying, making her face a little ugly. In her eyes, Feng Yansheng was just a teenager who didn't understand anything, but this Being a pie is really annoying.

But without waiting for the little nurse to attack, Feng Yansheng, who was still domineering and arrogant just now, turned around and squatted beside Wen Xien again, with one hand on her shoulder, Wen Yan asked him, "Do you feel better now, are you hungry? Are you thirsty? Thirsty? Is your body still sick?"

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