Half an hour later.

A man with glasses and a somewhat gentle appearance walked into Lu Peijun's office.

When he entered the door, when he saw Lu Peijun, who was so painful that everyone shrunk into a ball, his eyes were slightly picked, and there was a little comfortable smile in his eyes.

But his face showed some urgency.

"Pei Jun, what's wrong?"

Long Yan hurriedly walked over.

"Doctor Huo, come on, show Mr. Lu, he is in a bit of pain."

Huo Qi walked over slowly and looked at Lu Peijun with hatred in his eyes.

"Pei Jun, have I run out of medicine for you?"

Lu Peijun looked at him with hatred in pain.

"Well, it's gone."

"Why didn't you tell me and send it to you? No matter how busy you are, you have to take care of your body! He said with a hint of hypocrisy.

Looking at this good brother who has been his for many years, Lu Peijun's heart is as if he has been cut on it with a knife, but the blood has dried up.

He didn't speak.

"Doctor Huo, can you help Mr. Lu relieve himself first and then talk?" Long Yan looked at Huo Qi, who was not in a hurry at all, he really wanted to punch him twice.

The corners of Huo Qi's lips hooked slightly.

"Pei Jun! You say that you are good at everything, but your scheming is too heavy, you look at you, everything is taken to heart, how can you say that the load of your body is not overweight? ”

Lu Peijun simply closed his eyes and didn't listen.

After a few seconds of silence, he suddenly opened his eyes, reached out and snatched the needle in Huo Qi's hand, and injected the medicine into his arm.

It wasn't until the pain in his body subsided little by little that the look on his face recovered a little.

Long Yan, who was standing on the side, his heart was twisted, as long as Huo Qi, who was standing behind them and watching them perform, the smile on the corner of his lips became a little thicker.

He's going to play, he's been living for so many years, he's been curling up for so many years, and now, it's time for him to play.

......

Jing Yuan.

In the evening, Lu Xiaomu sat in the living room, although he was watching TV, his heart seemed to be absent, and he stood up from time to time to take a look outside.

The little eyes seemed to be expecting something, it should be said that they were waiting for something.

Until she heard the familiar sound of the engine, she ran off the sofa, her shoes were put on backwards, and hurried to the door.

With slippers in hand, he stood there waiting for Ye Liting.

The wicked man with a tired face entered the door, and saw the little thing standing there so well-behaved that all his tiredness dissipated in an instant.

"Didn't you go shopping? Just back? He asked, reaching out and handing the shoes from her little hand.

Lu Xiaomu's eyes flickered a little, and he coughed pretendedly.

"Shopping.... I'm tired of shopping and I'm back. "She actually went to see Jiang Chengling, but she just lied to Ah Qi and said that she was going shopping.

Ye Li Ting looked at the joy on her little face, and his heart seemed to be a little complicated.

The surname Jiang is good, his little things are happy, sometimes he can't believe it, is this his night Li Ting? A woman who is for herself will do so many things that are not in line with her personality.

Is he crazy?

Wrapping his arms around her waist, he walked to the sofa.

To make her brother well, Lu Xiaomu felt that a stone in her heart had fallen, but she couldn't tell him that more things were better than less.

"Tired or not?" Lu Xiaomu asked in a tone like a good wife and mother, and, as he spoke, two little hands stretched out and beat him on the shoulder.

How could Ye Liting be willing to let her work so hard? Reach out and take her little hand back and hold it in the palm of your hand.