After Mr. Yan finished breakfast, the little nurse packed up the food box and left the ward.
Fu Shimo held the stethoscope in one hand and raised his foot to the front of the hospital bed.
When passing by Yan Zhixu's side, his eyes fell on her obscurely.
She was wearing a white short sleeve today, revealing a snow-white arm.
The white high-waisted sweatpants on the lower body lined her legs extraordinarily slender.
Although the trousers were a bit loose, the true face of Lushan's legs could not be seen, but he swept it slightly, and he probably detected it visually.
The child's body is the golden ratio, and the legs are not bad.
He didn't stop in his footsteps, passed her and walked straight to the bedside.
Others didn't notice this secret look, but how could Yan Zhixu, who is the party involved, not feel it?
She lowered her head, glanced at her legs, and looked up at Fu Shimo's back again, her eyes flickering with dim light.
She seems to have discovered Dean Fu's little secret. The gentle and cold Dean is really boring in his bones.
But this sense of abstinence is really charming, very attractive to her...
Yan Jinxiu saw her face, "Why are you so ecstatic? Three souls and seven souls are about to run away from home."
Yan Zhixu suppressed the busyness in his eyes, pulled a stool and sat down.
"I'm thinking about the big things that your children won't understand." She crossed Erlang's legs, and her legs swayed, full of wildness.
The volume of the conversation between the two of them was not deliberately suppressed, and everyone in the ward could hear it clearly.
Yan Shilin blew his beard and glanced at her, his eyes full of hatred for not turning iron into steel, and he almost didn't beat his chest.
Dean Fu is still here, but she is better, standing or sitting or sitting.
How could Xiao Fu blindly look at her just like this ruffian? !
This granddaughter really has no future at all, and he is full of trouble because of his blindness.
Seeing that the old man glared at his daughter, the elegant and easy-going look on Yan Zheng's face disappeared.
"Bastard, keep quiet in the ward. What are you doing? If you want to talk, get out of here and tell me, don't disturb your sister here, let alone Dean Fu's treatment for your grandfather."
As soon as he opened his mouth, he slammed it down without any pause.
Yan Jinxiu: "..."
It was quite sudden.
Don't disturb Dean Fu. He can understand this. The diagnosis cannot be disturbed. It will easily affect the thinking and judgment.
But don't disturb his sister, he doesn't understand even if he wants to break his head.
Could it be that she was sitting there thinking about some national event? So can't be bothered? !
"Son, be good, keep your mouth shut."
Annoying her husband, this cheap son really might not be able to eat and walk around.
Nan Wenshu patted him on the shoulder, her tone full of sympathy and a little gloating.
"Okay, I'll shut up."
Yan Jinxiu rubbed his brows, snorted coldly, and dismissed the words of concern.
Don't think he didn't see it, he couldn't hide the smile in his mother's eyes.
This acting is really inferior, and she didn't learn the essence of her idol.
Yan Zhixu saw Yan Jinxiu's aggrieved appearance, and praised him, "That's good."
The little brother's status in the family is very low, just a little higher than Da Huang, it's really a "difficult brother."
Yan Jinxiu: "..."
There is no love anymore, other people have also spoken, but I don't see my father's reprimand, so I don't mean to intervene at all.
It is really a vivid interpretation of the two words double standard with practical actions.