Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

"……Yep."

Qin Fang was blind, and was still joking at her, "There are too many counterfeit and shoddy drugs on the market now, the most expensive is not necessarily the best, and the best is not necessarily useful. Little niece, maybe Your 'medal' will become an eternal commemoration. But it doesn't matter, you can take a photo to show the boss of that bird on the Internet, maybe the boss will be moved after reading it, and you will buy things at her house in the future. Free postage for you."

  Han Xiaoye didn't hear anything, but he heard that the medicine might not get better, and he was so sad that he couldn't come out, his whole body was like an eggplant that was beaten by frost.

   "Uncle, you'd better take me to Korea for plastic surgery. I heard that now the plastic surgery technology is developed, skin grafting can be done. I guess I can only get skin grafting."

Qin Fang raised his eyebrows and patted her shoulder, "While skin grafting needs to go abroad, it can also be done in China. If you want to do it, I can help you. We are the successors of communism, how can we let the evil capitalism earn our hard-earned money. Don't worry, I must do better than them! However, I have to give you some popular science, even if the skin graft is not completely traceless, it can only be said that there is no difference in the distance, but you can still see the skin graft when you get closer contour."

   "..." Han Xiaoye Xin was completely stunned!

  Fu Zhiyan frowned, Qin Fang wanted to say something, but he glanced at him before he could say anything, and all the words in his throat suddenly got stuck in his throat.

  In hindsight, I found that the little woman who was jumping around was stunned by what he said, and I apologized to make up for the mistake just now.

"Actually, it's not that serious. I was just joking with you. Didn't the doctor tell you? You won't necessarily leave scars. Even if you leave scars, can't we still use medicine? You don't know good medicine, I know it, I When the time comes, I'll help you choose a good one, anyway, your little uncle is rich."

   "...Well, it may not be able to completely remove the scar." Han Xiaoye returned what he just said.

  Qin Fang said embarrassedly, "It's not necessarily impossible to get rid of it. Who's to say that this thing is accurate? Don't watch the advertisements to see the effect. If it doesn't work, just do surgery. Anyway, surgery can also be used for skin grafting."

   "...surgery marks can be seen from skin grafting." Han Xiaoye resented.

   Qin Fang's brain is too big, and he secretly hates himself for being cheap just now. This is good, the always cheerful little niece was said to be wilted by him, how can I coax her back now?

   He pondered for a while, and suddenly thought of a way, "You can get a tattoo!"

   "Tattoo?" Han Xiaoye's eyes lit up.

"Yes, many young girls nowadays don't like to tattoo a flower, grass, or letters, totems, etc. on their arms or ankles. I think they look good. If you are afraid that the scars will not look good, it will make you small. Uncle will take you to get a tattoo, and a flower is tattooed on it, it's very beautiful."

   He looked at the length of Han Xiaoye's wound, and said, "It's so long, it's estimated that a peach blossom can be tattooed. The peach blossom is also good. The pink and tender flowers are very suitable for you."

  Han Xiaoye glanced at the man beside him expectantly, Fu Zhiyan rubbed his forehead, "Look at that time."

"Okay."

  Han Xiaoye agreed readily.

   Mainly because she knew Fu Zhiyan's concept of feudalism, tattoos and so on, in his eyes, only hooligans and gangsters would do it. If I want to get a tattoo by myself, I would probably only be ruthlessly rejected by him in normal times. This time, when it's time to look at it, it's already a concession.

  The nurse came in with the prescribed medicine, carefully wrapped the wound for Han Xiaoye, then stood up, "Okay."

   "Thank you." Han Xiaoye took the oral medicine and got up from his seat, "Uncle, let's go."

   "I won't be with you anymore. There's still something in the hospital, so I'll take care of it by the way. Then drive home by myself." Qin Fang said proactively.

   "Well, be careful on the road." Fu Zhiyan nodded.

   Qin Fang smiled and said, "Alright, what's wrong with me as a big man. Don't worry, I'll go home after I'm done. By the way, little niece."

"what?"

   "Thank you for your hospitality today. I'll invite you to dinner another day."

   "If you want, invite me to go abroad, I want to eat Rarity's food." Han Xiaoye didn't forget what he liked to say about himself just now, so I'll stop you.

   Qin Fang choked and refused without thinking, "Don't do it!"

   "Stop talking. You don't care about your wife, you want to occupy my wife all day long. What's the matter? My little Ruirui is also pregnant with my child. I don't know if I thought you two were glass."

   "Hehe, we are!" Han Xiaoye was mad at him.

  “…”

   "Glass?" Fu Zhiyan didn't understand.

  Han Xiaoye pouted and explained to him, "He said that Rarity and I are lesbians. Gay men are called calcium tablets, and lesbians are called glass, or lace edge. Basically, it is a homophonic English pronunciation."

  Unsurprisingly, Qin Fang was slashed again, his eyes were cold, like the cold air in Siberia, making the cracks in the bones freeze.

He shut his mouth in embarrassment and urged the two uncles to leave quickly, "It's alright, alright, you go back soon. Aunt Feng and the others must be waiting for your news at home, so don't delay in the hospital. It was blown up."

   "Well, let's go first." Fu Zhiyan was calm.

   Qin Fang wanted him to leave quickly. At noon, he didn't want to 'blow the air conditioner', "Let's go, let's go, do you want me to take you out?"

   "No, go do your own thing."

  Fu Zhiyan took Han Xiaoye's uninjured hand out of the hospital, didn't speak the whole way, and drove the car to No. 1 hospital. Seeing that he was about to drive in, he put out the fire at the entrance of the alley.

   "Uncle, what are you doing?" Han Xiaoye asked vaguely.

  Why do you turn off the flame, is there no fuel?

Depend on!

  She wouldn't be so unlucky, would she?

  What happened today, is it written on the almanac that everything is inappropriate?

   seems not to have.

   She looked at the horoscope today, and it said that Leo had four stars in luck today, which is obviously an auspicious day. Why did Mao come to her and it was all nonsense?

  Fu Zhiyan leaned back in the chair, turned on the headlights, and turned his head to look at her.

  Han Xiaoye's subcutaneous cells are jumping, all kinds of uncomfortable. Like a long thorn under his butt, he couldn't help moving from side to side, and asked him, "What's the matter? Don't scare me at night."

   She actually compared him to a ghost!

  Fu Zhiyan felt chest tightness for a while!

   said with thin lips, "Tell me, who did it?"

   "Who did what?" Han Xiaoye snorted and continued to pretend to be stupid.

"I asked who did the injury on your arm?" He narrowed his eyes, the temperature in the car plummeted to freezing point, and before Han Xiaoye started talking nonsense, he blocked her, "Don't tell me the shoes are of poor quality, you I accidentally stumbled. Do you think I would believe it?"

"……"Will not.