Infirmary.

Fu Pei broke in like a gust of wind, with a look on his face as if the end of the world was coming, so frightened that the school doctor's glasses fell off, and when he saw a little girl in his arms, he hurriedly went up, "What's wrong?" ”

Fu Pei put Fu Ting on the hospital bed, and in those unruly black eyes, there was obvious worry about Fu Ting, but the words that came out were hard, "She has a broken leg, show her quickly." ”

"Broken leg? So serious? The school doctor examined Fu Ting nervously, but his eyes fell on Fu Ting's white ankle that had a little bit of skin......

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The school doctor was silent for a few seconds, then raised his eyes to look at them complicatedly, "...... It's a bit serious, and if you come a little later, you'll probably be cured. ”

Fu Pei's voice was dangerous, "Don't need to do an X-ray scan to see if there are any internal injuries?" ”

School Doctor,"? ”

What the do you think it's martial arts practice, and it's internally injured?

Fu Tingting was very embarrassed, "I'm not that serious, just take a break." ”

The school doctor took out a bottle of medicinal wine from the medicine box and stuffed it into Fu Pei's hand, "This is a medicinal wine for treating bruises, you can rub it on her and press it." ”

The school doctor knew the look very well, thinking that this was a young couple in early love, and left the venue for the two of them very helpfully.

Fu Pei sat next to Fu Ting, wiped some medicinal wine on Fu Ting's ankle, and then put his hand on her ankle a little awkwardly, not knowing how to start.

The little girl's skin was too tender, like a piece of water tofu, and his hand was attached to it, which contrasted strongly with his rough wheat-colored skin.

Fu Pei was afraid of a force, so he broke the little girl's ankle, touched it tentatively, and asked with a straight face, "Does it hurt?" ”

“…… Hurt. Fu Ting shrunk his feet, and his teeth bit wet marks on his lips.

Fu Pei's throat rolled, and with the other hand he unbuttoned the button around his neck, he muttered for a few seconds, his eyes were cold, "I can endure the pain." ”

"Dad, you're so fierce." Fu Ting suddenly became aggrieved and looked at him accusatory, "I'm hurt, can't you be gentle?" ”

Fu Pei's eyebrows jumped fiercely.

As a terrifying school bully in No. 1 Middle School, he has never had others to serve him, but he grovels to her feet here.

Not gentle enough?

The little fool is just an inch!

"Hey, don't cry." A slightly low voice, faintly a little irritable.

"Daddy can't coax me to listen." Fu Ting's voice was soft and glutinous, and he whispered in a nasal voice.

Only in front of her father can she have such a squeamish side.

Fu Pei sneered, he knew that women were really pampered and proud creatures, and if he gave some color, he would open a dyeing workshop, and he resolutely could not encourage the unhealthy atmosphere of the little fool.

So, coaxing is impossible, never will!

However, when he swept his eyes, he looked at the girl with a cute and innocent expression......

Exercise.

Who can withstand this?

Fu Pei pressed his eyebrows, his handsome and noble face was expressionless, and after three seconds, he squeezed out a sentence with great difficulty, "How to coax, I won't." ”

Fu Ting sniffed and said in a somewhat nasal voice, "Tell me a story." ”

Ten minutes later.

When Fu Pei finished telling the story of Snow White with a numb face, Fu Ting finally couldn't help but laugh.

Fu Pei felt that his reputation as a school bully for many years had been lost today, and he got up irritable and was about to leave.

Fu Ting tugged at the corner of his clothes, soft and glutinous, "Dad, you help me get my prize thermos cup." ”

Fu Pei: ???

You're making soup for a dog man and you want me to get you a thermos?