Chapter 94

Luo's main building, physiotherapy room.

Luo Zhan, wearing a loose and soft dark blue physiotherapy suit, lies prone on the dermis physiotherapy bed in the physiotherapy room.

Luo Zhan's physiotherapy clothes are long trousers and short sleeve jacket, and the parts from elbow down are exposed to the air. His skin color was cold and white, which made the bruises on his exposed arms even more striking.

Beside the physiotherapy bed, a vigorous old man, who looks 50 or 60 years old, wrung out the cotton towel soaked in medicine juice and dusted it in the air.

Lying on the physiotherapy bed, Luo Zhan frowned slightly and turned his head to the other side: "what's in this medicine soup?"

The old physiotherapist laughed: "do you think it smells bad?"

"It must be unbearable."

"That's strange," the old physiotherapist jokingly said, "our young master can even carry the family skills of Luo's family. Why can't we bear the taste of the soup?"

Luo Zhan smell speech a meal: "that is to refuse to get married family law, but now it is in vain to endure."

"Oh? If the conditions are the same, the young master will be able to let it taste like this? "

While talking to Luo Zhan to divide Luo Zhan's attention, the old physiotherapist applies a still hot cotton towel to Luo Zhan's right arm and massages it slowly.

No matter how light the strength is, it's also a wound. What's more, if you want to rub open the subcutaneous congestion, too light force will not work. As soon as the old physiotherapist's strong muscles and bones and rough skin are pressed across the cotton towel soaked with medicine, Luo Zhan's eyebrows have been wrinkled along with the pain instinct.

Taking a breath of cool air, Luo Zhan sleeps on the low pillow on the physiotherapy bed and lazily hooks the corner of his lip: "if the conditions are the same, don't let me endure the taste, let me drink it dry."

When the old physiotherapist was stunned, his strength was out of order.

“…… Tut. "

Luo Zhan was pressed to the pain, gripping his teeth to suppress the dull hum, but his body could not help but shiver instinctively.

When the nervous system "kidnapped" by the instant pain returned to normal operation, Luo Zhan was so angry that he turned his head and looked at the old physiotherapist --

"is the family law of the Luo family actually two sets? The first one was beaten by my grandfather, and the next one was sent to you for physical therapy? "

"I'm sorry, young master. I'm old and my hands are unstable." The old physiotherapist grinned with good temper and lowered his head to continue massaging Luo Zhan's blood stasis position. "How much does the young master dislike her in order not to marry the Tang family who has suffered so much?"

Luo Zhan went back: "I didn't suffer for her."

"What is that for?"

“……” Luo Zhan droops his eyes, to a moment of mouth unconsciously hook up, "secret."

The old physiotherapist followed with a smile: "OK, then I'll wait to see the young master who has not been in the Luo's house and made Luo's house in a mess before entering his house. He can also beat the young master who has never been beaten by a bus since childhood into such a powerful young lady."

Luo Zhan retorted, but did not sneer.

Shortly after the massage, the door of the physiotherapy room was knocked.

The servant came in with the phone and stopped by the physiotherapy bed: "young master, it's your phone."

Luo Zhan closed his eyes and frowned. He didn't look back: "whose?"

The servant hesitated: "young master."

Luo Zhan a meal, opened his eyes: "hang up."

Servant:

Luo Zhan sneered: "must be to hear the news, call to gloat."

“……”

The servant looked at the old physiotherapist for help.

The old physiotherapist stopped, picked up a clean towel to wash his hands, and took the phone from the servant: "OK, you go out first."

"Ah."

When the servant left, the old physiotherapist put the phone next to Luo Zhan and said helplessly, "it is because you two are always like this that so many people at home and abroad feel that you are brothers and sisters."

Luo Zhan sneered: "it's not a fact."

After receiving the phone call, Luo Zhan frowned and sat up from the physiotherapy bed.

Leaning back on the wall, Luo Zhan held the phone to his ear and said lazily, "what's the matter, young master Luo?"

Luoxiu, on the other side of the phone, said softly, "I have received your attention. I've heard that you've been punished by family law. I've come to take care of you. "

Luo Zhan frowned: "my care?" He thought for a few seconds, then suddenly he laughed, "ah, you mean that..."

"Originally, I couldn't get to the side of your network. You worked hard to get me down the road."

"I've lost my bet, and you can't win. I have a chance to draw." Luo Zhan lowered his eyes and looked lazy and happy. "I still have acquaintances there. It's not difficult to ask them to take care of your career. You're welcome, brother

"You're welcome. There is reciprocity." Luo Xiu's tone was still flat, not angry or impatient, "as soon as I heard about your house to house method, I immediately prepared a gift for you."

“……”

Luo Zhan's expression is slightly stagnant."Very well."

The door of the physiotherapy room suddenly knocked again at this moment.

Luo Zhan looks up.

With Luo Xiu, he has a bad feeling in his heart

Even before Luo Zhan could figure out the possible source of this premonition, the door of the physiotherapy room had been pushed open by the servant, and the voice outside the door anxiously came in -

"young master, my husband and wife are back and home!"

Luo Zhan is stiff on the physiotherapy bed.

Luo Xiu didn't know if he heard the servant's cry in the distance. He said with a gentle smile: "ah, it seems that the gift has arrived?"

Luo Zhan woke up and bit his teeth: "did you tell them about it?"

"As I said, there is reciprocity." Luo Xiu's voice was calm and calm, "don't mention it, brother."

“……”

Luo Zhan didn't care to break up with Luo Xiu --

a dark shadow suddenly appeared at the door, and then he rushed up crying the next second:

"my poor son!"

"Bang."

Luo Zhan was smashed to the wall, and his back hurt suddenly hurt.

The pain in his head was blank for a few seconds. When he slowly regained his consciousness, Luo Zhan ignored the woman who was crying bitterly on his body. He raised his eyes with gnashing teeth and looked at the door of the physiotherapy room -

there stood a man who was five minutes like him and had a calm expression.

Luo Zhan hate ground: "take your wife from me."

The man was unmoved: "that's your mother."

"Take it, too."

"I didn't teach you when I was a kid. I did my own things."

“……”

Luo Zhan was so angry that his expression was blank.

After enduring more than ten seconds, Luo Zhan could not bear to see that the woman crying on him had no sign of "closing the gate". Luo Zhan could not bear it and lowered his head: "Mom, can you get up and cry?"

"Oh, my poor son!" Women are not affected.

Luo Zhan's forehead jumped: "am I poor?"

How can you be so cruel!? Wuwu, Wuwu, luoqingtang, your son has been beaten like this. Don't you tell me Wuwu... "

"Dog" stood by the door and raised his eyebrows.

Luo Zhan hastened to thank him. Although he could not escape a glance, he pressed back his gaze: "since I am so poor, should you take revenge on me?"

“——！”

Bi Qingyan looked up: "son, you say, how do you want your mother to avenge you?"

Luo Zhan was relieved and his face was not exposed. He just raised his arm, revealing the bruise on it: "my grandfather fought."

Bi Qingyan:

Luo Zhan: "he should be in the study now."

Bi Qingyan was silent for a few seconds and stood up. She wiped away the tears she had stopped for a second: "got it. Son, wait for your mother to help you with the theory! "

“……”

Luo Zhan happily watched the woman turn to leave.

When Bi Qingyan's high-heeled shoes are far away from the hearing range, Luo Zhan's expression is relaxed.

He raised his eyelids listlessly and looked at the man by the door: "are you not going to cheer her on?"

Luo Qingtang calmly turned back to his eyes: "her combat effectiveness, you are not very clear?"

Luo Zhan's forehead jumped again Now that you know it, you should stop her coming back. "

Luo Qingtang looked at his son faintly: "I know I can't stop it. You should consider all the consequences before doing this kind of thing."

Luo Zhan:

Luo Qingtang won a little better in the debate with his younger son. He was not proud, but walked to the physiotherapy bed with a calm expression.

He lifted the corner of Luozhan's coat and caught a glimpse of the blood bruise on the young man's waist and abdomen.

Luo Qingtang rarely has an expression. He frowned and lifted his eyes with the corner of Luo Zhan's coat: "did you greet all the ancestors of Luo's family?"

Luo Zhan:

Luo Zhan: am I sick

"I think you are very ill if you can get yourself beaten to this extent."

Luo Zhan:

Luo Qingtang: "since I didn't do such a wicked thing, how could it be beaten like this?"

Luo Zhan does not care to pull back the corner of his clothes, side under the physiotherapy bed, lazy way: "do for the Tang family to see the bitter meat plan. If not, how can I get away? "

"You didn't get into the trap at the beginning. Why do you need to get out?"

“…… Yes Luo Zhan put on his slippers, pressed his stiff shoulder lightly and walked outside the door.

Luo Qingtang gently frowned: "you? Take the initiative to enter the Tang family set? "

"Well."

"Why?"

“……” Luo Zhan did not speak.

Luo Qingtang was silent for a few seconds. A subtle change took place in his expression: "is what Luo Xiu said true?""What did he say?" Luo Zhan frowned and turned back. Thinking of the embarrassing and painful scene he had just experienced, he now felt gnashing his teeth when he heard the name.

Luo Qingtang: "he said you are probably in love."

Luo Zhan:

Luo Zhan's eyes fluttered and moved away. He went to the physiotherapy room in his slippers, and his tone was Slouchy: "listen to his bullshit."

"Really not?" The voice behind him followed.

"No

"Then why do you get into the Tang family's system and suffer from such family rules?"

“…… It's none of your business. You'd better wait for my mother to cry and take her back immediately. "

Luo Zhan finished speaking, but there was no voice behind him. He took two steps, but he was still a little uneasy.

Luo Zhan slowly stopped, frowned back: "you still do not go."

As soon as he finished speaking, he ran into Luo Qingtang's insightful eyes.

The man who looked like him five times laughed very rarely: "whose girl is it?"

Luo Zhan:

Luo Zhan rubbed his hair impatiently: "I said no -"

"young master."

On the stairs behind Luo Zhan, the servant who comes up stops in the middle of the stairs and looks at Luo Zhan standing at the entrance of the stairs in surprise.

Luo Zhan looks back, the eye is cold: "how?"

Servant: "the young lady of the Tang family suddenly came today. The young master didn't tell you in advance - in case she comes, let us inform you first. "

Luo Zhan: