My Best Actor Ex-Husband and I Became A Role-Model Couple

Looking at the mummy-like Feng Lanchu, Wang Bingbing was filled with emotion.

In his memory, Feng Lanchu had always been the beautiful teacher in the laboratory next door, delicate, weak, bright and generous, and the intelligence and tenacity that occasionally appeared fascinated him.

But after this incident, I felt that I had never known this beautiful teacher before. She looks like a weak flower, but she is more than beautiful in her bones. She is a new-age woman who does not need to depend on anyone, is independent and full of tenacity.

Such an excellent woman can only be matched by a man with the same aura as her.

He completely let go.

"I've researched some plasters for removing putrefaction and promoting muscle growth. I'll get you two bottles later, and they won't leave scars after rubbing them on."

Wang Bingbing's words caught everyone's attention.

"You still make plasters?"

"It's just a tinkerer in my spare time, the personal test is effective." Wang Bingbing smiled and blinked.

Jiang Anzhi pursed his lips silently at the side, cut, unlicensed black doctor.

But everyone didn't know, they all surrounded Wang Bingbing and praised him for a while.

Isn't it normal for those who can master the life and death of plants these days to develop a few unique prescriptions from these medicinal plants? Aren’t the health-preserving masters sought after by so many people enlightened to a few unknown prescriptions and have thousands of disciples ever since?

Zhao Qian, Sun Li loves academic curiosity the most, so he puts all kinds of small wounds that he accidentally made these days in front of Wang Bingbing.

"Xiao Fang, do you think I should paint some on my hands?"

"I also knocked my knee two days ago, and I feel that I need to apply it."

"Xiao Fang, those hands, feet, and feet don't get in the way, and they can't be seen if you cover them with your sleeves. Do you think the scratches on my face are more imminent?"

"..." Wang Bingbing.

And Zhu Zhengkui and others were even more stunned.

In other words, isn't it a little too much for Zhao Qian, Sun Li and the four teachers to ask for medicine with the scars that they can't see if they are not careful?

Uh, and, who is Xiao Fang? His surname is Wang.

shameful……

Here they had a heated chat over a tube of ointment, while Gong Wenduo carefully poured Feng Lanchu a glass of water over there.

"Everyone has withdrawn to live in the city tonight, and will gradually withdraw from tomorrow."

"I'll let you take the team back. I don't worry if the four old people don't care about it."

"We're not leaving."

"Ah?" Feng Lanchu looked at her inexplicably: "Didn't you say that we will start withdrawing one after another tomorrow? Don't we still have tasks?"

"No. We'll wait for you." Gong Wenduo gave her a funny look: "I said that if you come here neatly, you will go back neatly. What's the matter if you're left here alone to recuperate."

"Actually, it's not necessary. I'll be leaving in two days." Feng Lanchu said, looking at Jiang Anzhi uncertainly. "When can I leave the hospital?"

"Three days later." Jiang Anzhi replied lightly.

After Feng Lan got the answer, she looked at Gong Wenduo again: "I can leave in three days, you guys leave first."

At first, they thought that the person grabbing the ointment over there would not be able to hear their conversation, but Zhu Zhengkui and the others had sharp ears and immediately shook their heads.

"Mr. Xiaofeng, give up, we won't leave."

"That's right, we won't leave if you don't leave."

"..." Feng Lanchu. It's not that she won't leave, but she can't.

The kindness is hard to turn down, so Feng Lanchu had no choice but to agree without hesitation, but she was thinking about how to skip the courtyard and slip away.

I never thought that one day it would turn out that she tried every means to sneak out of the hospital.

This seems to be Anzhi's patent.