In addition to the intersection of sending wine, Zheng Yichen went out to have dinner with Xie Tingcheng in the past two nights. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In front of Zheng Yichen, after revealing his most vulnerable side, Xie Tingcheng put away the aura of the president who was full of thorns, and when the two got along, there was no shortage of twisted postures of some ordinary girls.

She is not like a president who commands thousands of employees, but more like a small jasper that can be seen everywhere.

This remarkable change, even Zheng Yichen, who is very slow to get along with men and women, noticed it and felt a little uncomfortable.

His friendship with Xie Qingcheng is heating up rapidly, and occasionally a few glances can collide with sparks.

Zheng Yichen has no talent in figuring out women's hearts, but he also knows that when a woman is willing to take off her disguise in front of a person of the opposite sex and reveal a completely different temperament from usual, it means that she has an extraordinary trust and ...... for that man Depend.

Xie Tingcheng relies on himself?

This conjecture made Zheng Yichen feel incredible: even the actress Li Lishan wants to call her sister, the woman that superstar Hathaway will envy, and the woman who is loved by Hussein, who is rich and rivals, will rely on herself without reservation? !

This conjecture made Zheng Yichen a little complacent when he was confused.

Men are inevitably machismo, believing that women should be protected.

When a strong woman in the business world cries and shouts for refuge, tears in her eyes and says "empty, lonely, cold", it can make people's machismo and wait until unprecedented satisfaction.

To be honest, Xie Tingcheng's image, in Zheng Yichen's heart, has always been the same as Li Lishan, an unattainable goddess.

In front of Xie Qingcheng, Zheng Yichen has always been very passive, tied his hands and feet, and very restrained.

Xie Tingcheng's dependence suddenly strengthened Zheng Yichen's self-confidence, and when he got along with her, he was finally able to let go of that admiration and admiration, talk and laugh freely, and sway freely.

In the hotel room, only Zheng Yichen and Federer, Nie Lao and Lenny went to the orthopedic conference and have not returned.

Zheng Yichen pulled out a needle and said to Federer, who was half-lying at the head of the bed: "Uncle Federer, you can try to stand and walk." ”

Federer looked hesitant, stroked the fractured wound with his hand, and pressed a little harder, but did not feel soreness, nor could he detect the bone fricative.

Today is the third day of his acupuncture, except for a treatment on the first night, in the next two days, Zheng Yichen carried out acupuncture treatment for him in the morning, noon and evening, the progress is very amazing, last night, he was already able to walk short distances with crutches.

Today he performed three more acupunctures, and now this acupuncture is the last treatment, because tomorrow is the closing ceremony of the conference, and it is time to accept the results.

Federer sat on the edge of the bed, took a deep breath, propped up his hands, Huo Ran got up, he kept an eye on it, first concentrated most of the weight of his body on the normal leg, and then shifted the center of gravity a little bit, so that the broken leg tried to stress.

A quarter, a third, a half......

The weight of the whole body is gathered on the broken leg, but there is no discomfort!

Federer first looked at Zheng Yichen in astonishment, then raised his eyebrows and began to pace back and forth like a normal person, waving his arms.

Zheng Yichen coughed lightly: "Uncle, your walking posture is too ugly, no one walks and swings their arms and hands and feet." ”

"Haha, I'm so happy that I've forgotten this basic common sense."

Federer walked for more than a minute, gaining courage and suddenly stopping his steps, ready to make a more adventurous attempt.

He bent his knees slightly, jumped with all his strength, and slammed his feet on the floor with a muffled sound.

With such a large movement, there is no abnormal feeling at the fracture site.

"Looks like it's fully recovered!"

Federer laughed and gave Zheng Yichen a warm hug.

"Yichen, thanks to you, I was able to stand up in such a short time."

"The main thing is that you have a good physique, strong meridian qi, sufficient blood qi, and your surgery was successful, I am just icing on the cake."

"Don't be modest, you have the most credit."

Federer said with a smile: "It is incredible that you only took two days to complete what everyone thought you could never have done in three days, but it took you only two days!" ”

"I don't know what James will look like tomorrow when he sees you get up from your wheelchair and see the results of the X-rays."

"Haha, it must be much uglier than the yin and yang face he had before."

During this time, Federer has been confined to a wheelchair, panicked, and immediately proposed to go for a walk in a nearby park, Zheng Yichen wanted to persuade him to rest, but Federer looked uplifted, so he had to agree with a wry smile and accompany him.

The two did not take the elevator, but walked to the corner of the corridor, took the stairs down to the first floor, and did not bump into anyone they knew, and when they went out, they also walked out of the side door where few people entered.

There is a smoking area near the side door, and a middle-aged man with a cigarette between his fingers is swallowing clouds and spitting fog, and when he accidentally glances, he happens to see Zheng Yichen and Federer talking and laughing and leaving the hotel.

"What the hell!"

The middle-aged man's eyes were wide open, bloodshot, his face was shocked, the cigarette in his hand fell to the ground, he stepped on it, stumbled out, stood at the door of the side door, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and looked into the distance.

At first, he thought that it was the smoke that affected his eyesight and made him delusional, but then he could see clearly, Federer's kind smile and steady pace were deeply imprinted on his eye mask!

"Grass! It's really the Swiss doctor named Federer! How so? Could it be that the Huaxia doctor named Zheng Yichen really took less than three days to make his bones completely healed! It's not something that a human being can do at all, he ...... He must be Satan, the devil! Devil! ”

The middle-aged man was like a ghost, his soul was not possessed, and he suddenly collapsed to the ground, hurriedly fumbling through the pockets of his body, found his mobile phone, and dialed the phone with trembling fingers.

"President, I'...... I'm going to report one thing to you, that Huaxia doctor, he did it, he really did it! ”

"It really took him two days to get Federer back on his feet and get back on his feet."

"I saw the two of them walk out, I didn't lie to you!"

"Well, yes, what are your instructions?"

After the middle-aged man hung up the phone, he stood up from the ground, patted off the dust on his body, carefully followed behind Zheng Yichen and the others, and faithfully carried out the tracking task assigned to him by the president.