Shangguan Ling called the bodyguard, "Stay here and wait, if Jun Bai has any discomfort, notify me immediately." ”

"Yes, young master."

Shangguan Ling sighed almost inaudibly, took off He Jun's white shirt, let him sleep comfortably, and then left.

On the way back to the manor, Shangguan Ling was thoughtful.

In my mind, I kept repeating He Junbai's words

Don't be like me, don't ......

Don't you make the wrong choice like him?

Shangguan Ling's thin lips pursed and slowly closed his eyes.

Jiang Chuan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, glanced at Shangguan Ling from the rearview mirror, and when he saw his grim expression, he also had some understanding in his heart.

The young master must be thinking about the little madman, right?

He Shao's words just now, I'm afraid the young master really listened to them.

Back at the manor, Harry was gone.

Shangguan Ling thought it had gone to the infirmary, so he didn't care.

Back in the study, he immediately threw himself into the heavy work.

Time slipped into the evening.

There was a knock on the door of the study, and Shangguan Ling didn't raise his head, "Come in." ”

Xu Xiaomin pushed open the door and walked in, she came to the desk and said respectfully, "Young master, dinner is ready, do you want to eat now?" ”

When Shangguan Ling heard this, he raised his head, and Ting Jiangchuan said that her face was scratched by the little madman.

When he looked up, Xu Xiaomin's face was indeed wrapped with a square piece of gauze, which was neither big nor small.

It occupies the very center of the cheek, and a trace of blood oozes from the gauze.

"Is your face okay?" Shangguan's tone was soft.

Xu Xiaomin smiled palely: "Thank you young master for your concern, your face is ...... It's okay. ”

"What did the doctor say?"

"The little madman stabbed hard, the wound was relatively deep, and the doctor said that it might leave a scar."

Shangguan Ling closed the document, put down the pen he signed, he leaned back in the chair, and supported his forehead with one hand, "What does it mean to have a scar on your face, do you know?" ”

Xu Xiaomin's heart trembled, and he said in fear: "Young master, I understand!" ”

Leaving a scar on his face means that he will not be able to go out on a mission in the future, and the young master has never raised useless wasters.

"Young master, I will beg Doctor Xiang for help so that there is no scar on his face." Xu Xiaomin lowered his head respectfully, his attitude was extremely religious, "I am willing to serve the young master for the rest of my life!" ”

Shangguan Ling chuckled, "It's enough to have this heart, go down." ”

Xu Xiaomin was a little dare, but she didn't dare to say more, she respectfully stepped back and turned around to leave the study.

The little madman scratched her face, but Shangguan Ling didn't pursue it......

This made Xu Xiaomin's heart extremely uncomfortable, unwilling, angry, and resentful of the little madman to the peak......

Shangguan Ling rubbed the corners of his forehead and glanced at the time, it was already six forty-five in the evening.

At this point, I don't know how Harry is doing.

Shangguan Ling got up, bypassed his desk and left the study.

Downstairs, Harry curled up in a ball, sleeping on the couch.

"What about the little madman?" Shangguan Ling looked around, but didn't see Su Fu's shadow.

The servant who stood with his head bowed on the side said respectfully: "Young master, the little madman is still in the infirmary and has not returned." ”

Didn't come back, Harry dared to sleep so soundly!

Shangguan Ling grabbed Harry's ear with one hand, and Harry howled twice and woke up quietly.

The chaotic eyes, after looking at the master, stiffened.

The posture froze, and he stared at Shangguan Ling in a daze.

Shangguan Ling chuckled, "Harry, what are you doing?" ”

Harry meowed, cleverly jumped off the sofa, Shangguan Ling raised his foot, and kicked its furry ass lightly with his leather shoes, "Raise soldiers for a thousand days and use soldiers for a while, go quickly!" ”