Goodnight, Mr. CEO!

"You are a person worthy of being trusted."

Compared to the way he looked when they first met, Najire's anger at this time was gone, and he even had a long-lost smile on his face. It had to be said that this was a qualitative leap.

Lin Hanxing smiled noncommittally.

On the contrary, Yuan Dabao in his arms would reach out to pick up a handful of peregrine falcon's hair from time to time.

"Tell me about the treatment plan."

Lin Hanxing looked at the holy hand.

"It's very simple. I'll break your two injured legs, rejoin them and grow them, and then combine them with my medicine. Within three months, I guarantee that you will not only be able to stand up again, but you can also run and jump as you please."

The Holy Hand's tone sounded like he was joking, but Najire, who had been in contact with him for a long time, was convinced.

"When can we start?"

He couldn't wait to ask.

"Any time, but..."

There was a rare hesitation on the Holy Hand's expression, which also made Najire's heart rise in his throat.

but what?

"I have to make it clear to you in advance."

At this point, the Holy Hand's voice paused for a moment before continuing.

"First, I need an assistant who can help you break your legs. Second, because I need to determine the location of the old injury, you can't use any painkillers and you have to be patient."

"Let him endure it alive?"

When Zhan Nanheng heard this, a chill ran down his back. How painful was it?

"if not?"

The Holy Hand rolled his eyes at Zhan Nanheng angrily, as if he had said such useless nonsense.

"But this helper must work hard and must not be soft-hearted. Of course, the strength must be well controlled. Anyway... it is difficult to find."

What Saint Hand is most worried about is actually the problem of cooperation with himself.

Any slight mistake will have immeasurable consequences.

After all, who are you looking for?

"I come."

Lin Hanxing spoke calmly, and the saint's eyes suddenly lit up.

yes.

Why didn't he think of that!

Isn’t the person in front of me the best candidate?

The holy hand snapped his fingers instantly.

Zhan Nanheng was about to speak but stopped.

"There will be no one more suitable than me."

As if aware of Zhan Nanheng's concerns, Lin Hanxing spoke in a deep voice, not to mention that since she had accepted Najilie's sheep head, she had to do her best to serve her. After all...

What she hates most is owing other people things.

"Tell Lao Su that you can't come."

It is easy to break a leg, but it is not easy to deal with the subsequent problems after breaking the leg. After all, it is not Lin Hanxing's decision whether to completely conceal the news or choose not to conceal it but guard it tightly.

Soon, Lao Su arrived.

When he heard that his grandson's leg problem could be solved today, he became excited.

He has been waiting for this day for too long.

"You can't hide something."

In the inner room, Lao Su thought for a long time and finally spoke.

Lin Hanxing hummed, but her eyes scanned the rows of bookcases in the room. The last time she came here, she was in a hurry and didn't look at the room carefully, but now she has time to take a look.

Many of the books in the bookcase are out-of-print ancient books.

The content includes various types of military art, shopping malls, etc. Some of the books have even been worn on the spine, which is enough to show the love of the book owner.

"Then let the news get out."

Lin Hanxing's voice had no fluctuation.

Since you can't hide it, let everyone know.

"You like reading books?"

While the Holy Hand was still making preparations, Lin Hanxing chatted with Najilie for a few words.

"Anyway, idle is idle."

Najire spoke calmly. The more critical the moment, the calmer he became.

"good habits."

Lin Hanxing smiled, leaning on the bookcase and looking at Najilie lying opposite.

“How well do you know other states?”

"Know a thing or two."

He has been stuck in his residence for these years, and he is not completely ignorant of everything in the outside world. At least he is still aware of the major events that have happened around him in these years.

Lin Hanxing did not ask any more questions, but Zhan Nanheng next to him interjected curiously.

"Do you also know about Xuelan?"

"If you are talking about the death of the eldest prince and the eldest princess having no choice but to accept your return to Xuelan, then I do know."

Najilie's answer made Zhan Nanheng's expression momentarily subtle.

"What kind of person is the eldest prince?"

Zhan Nanheng was quite curious about the prince who had never been masked but was the beginning of all stories.

Unexpectedly, Najilie frowned this time.

His silence also made Lin Hanxing stop his movements and look in the direction of Najilie.

"It's hard to say."

Najire seemed to be trying hard to find an adjective to describe the other party, but finally gave up.

"It's not easy to tell?"

This answer was beyond Zhan Nanheng's expectation. He originally started the conversation carelessly, thinking that the other party would praise the late eldest prince for his kindness and kindness like the outside world. I didn't expect it to be these four words.

"I have a little mixed feelings about him."

Najire couldn't quite describe how he felt, let alone describe it in words. After all, he had only met him a few times, but...

The Holy Hand walked in at some point.

He glanced at Lin Hanxing, and the two stood in the corner and chatted for a while, but none of this was noticed by Naji Lie, who was still struggling with the previous topic.

"I don't know if you have ever seen that kind of person..."

Lin Hanxing quietly came to sit next to Najilie.

"Um?"

"It's that kind of thing. Although your expression and tone are gentle when talking to you, you just can't guess what the other person is thinking or calculating,..."

Najire was halfway through speaking when he suddenly realized that what he had just said seemed to be completely applicable to the woman in front of him.

Even Zhan Nanheng's expression became subtle.

I wonder if he was making insinuations.

"..."

The Holy Hand appeared beside the two of them quietly.

"I'm not talking about you."

Najire explained awkwardly.

"I know."

Lin Hanxing smiled, but the smile did not reach his eyes. The next second he returned to his expressionless face, a sharp pain came from Najilie's legs, causing him to scream uncontrollably.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Can you strike so quickly and accurately?

So was the purpose of chatting just now to divert people’s attention?

Before anyone could see clearly how she made the move, Najire's legs had already completed the whole process of being broken off again. If it weren't for his tall body falling on the bed shaking violently due to the unbearable pain, I'm afraid he would have been. You still think that everything that just happened is just a beautiful illusion...

"What are you still doing?"

Lin Hanxing stood up and looked at the saint who was stunned on the spot with an expressionless face.

"Setting the bones."

"..."

"..."

"..."

I don't know if the shock of the scene just now was too great. When the other three heard her voice, they always had the illusion that their phantom limbs were in pain.

Well, bone on bone.